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"The only dog here is you, Salvatore Rinaldi. Always following along, a shadow of your twin brother. Must really suck to look like him and yet you could never compare. All you will ever be is a second son, destined to bark and bite when commanded. Tell me, though, did you grow into your pathetic ways or did your mother birth you that way? Because you are a bitch through and through." Rage fueled Salvatore's actions, a hiss escaping him as he pulled out his gun only to be matched by Ioann whose reaction time was as stellar as always. Neither man backed down, each of them conveying the resentment they felt for each other. It hung heavy in the air, threatening to suffocate us.

Salvatore had spoiled them with air tosses, and they still didn’t understand that if they wanted to be tossed a hundred times, they should go to their dad. “You love me,” Paul said with a grin, flipping the book open without looking. “More than you love that walking mafia opera back home.” I snorted and slouched against the shelf. “Barely.” He looked up. “You are doing good keeping Salvatore focused on something other than vengeance and bullets. Whatever you’re doing… keep it up.” I let out a breath. The smell of old paper and dust settled around us, keeping me in the moment in a way I didn’t know I needed.

He held a black Beretta, its muzzle pointed at Salvatore, who was still coughing in the car. "Alessandro, are you insane? She's carrying your child!" Salvatore wiped a smear of blood from his lip. "Is this how the Santoros do business? Trying to kill your own wife?" "My child?" Alessandro let out a short, derisive laugh. "I imagine that's just an excuse to protect your own bastard seed, Falcone." "Don, I found it." A Soldato pulled a black leather notebook from under Salvatore's car seat and respectfully handed it to Alessandro.

(Writer's POV) ITALY, ROME ~ SALVATORE'S TERRITORY Salvatore's face twisted into a frown as he swiped through the pictures his men had taken in California. He had sent his men to California to keep a close watch on Lisa and Alessio, and now he was swiping through pictures of Lisa and Alessio — including Alessia too. "Is this little girl really Lisa's daughter?" he asked, his frown never leaving his face.

“And Ryker himself didn’t look much better, storming out of Valeria, the way he did at dawn, driving off in that black sports car he likes the most as if the monsters from the pit of hell were snapping at his heels. HMM! It is a bad omen that something bad is coming to Valeria. I can feel it.” “Please tell me what it is that you need,” Savannah whispered tiredly. “I am not in the mood for anything like this and most importantly, what the last prince does is none of your concern..or mine, please!” her heart stabbed at her when she spoke up it was for the best. Sucking in a deep breath, she continued. “He can ride to the pits of hell, for all I care.” She declares, stretching out with one arm

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And then Salvatore De Luca stepped out, adjusting the cuffs of his suit with casual malice, like he owned the fucking ground he stood on. The late evening sun caught the edge of his smile, sharp, poisonous. I hated him. I hated his guts. I hadn’t seen him since our fight and he seemed to have cleaned up nicely. I felt an old, cold rage settling over me, wrapping around my spine like armor. Salvatore wasn’t just after turf. He was after her. I stepped forward into the dying light, letting him see exactly how unimpressed I was. Salvatore spread his hands wide, mock-friendly. “Don Moretti,” he called out, voice smooth as oil. “Always a pleasure.”

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"Clarance is a damaged woman. And this case has already passed. Iris has forgotten about it, and we should too." He nodded and drained his second cup of vodka. We both turned in unison when the door opened and Adriano came in. He was mildly surprised to see me and Salvatore in a calm and amicable conversation. He looked at the large book on Iris's lap and chuckled. "You still have this," He said to Salvatore. "I never dispose of anything," Salvatore replied. "When I am alone, I come in here and go through the photos. It reminds me of the good times."