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He held onto his delusions, unaware that I had long since relocated to the Gambino famiglia's stronghold with my research team. On a snowy night in late winter, Luca collapsed drunk beside an abandoned crate at the docks. It was the same spot where Niccolo's tragedy had occurred. Stragglers from a rival famiglia recognized him and drew their knives. Too intoxicated to stand, he could only watch as the blades sank into his chest. In his daze, he saw Niccolo holding a marble and smiling. As for Gina, she remained locked inside the abandoned armory without food or water. Her cries gradually shifted from desperate pleas for help to apologies to Niccolo, until only faint breaths remained.

Still, Luca refused to give in and was indifferent to her threats. In the heat of the frantic argument, Rita slipped up and accidentally suffocated the newborn child to death. The trauma of the incident was too much to bear, and Rita lost her mind. Blaming Luca for the tragedy, she leaked the mafia family’s highly classified documents to their rivals, allowing them to intercept their arms shipments. This threw the entire Southern Mafia into absolute chaos and left Luca targeted by hitmen. With Luca on the run, his mafia family fell apart.

Fifteen years ago... Neil Fauler, Father of Aiden Fauler is seen sitting in the Deluca's club. "You own us fifty million dollars. We are done giving you chances to repay us. We are officially taking over your company from tomorrow" Christian informed Neil, who is an alcoholic and a gambler. "Mr. Deluca, please. Give me one more chance. I will definitely pay you back" Neil begged. Christian is a mafia man, and he can detect a lie when he sees one. And he knows Neil is lying. He cannot pay the money back no matter how much he tried.

Though I couldn't just break off the deal he made with them, I was going to find a way to end the engagement one way or the other. I brought out a cigarette from my pocket, opened it and took one out, placing it between my lips but didn't light it. I only smoked when I was really angry or holding myself back. After walking aimlessly for hours, I decided to head back home because I knew the streets of scampia like the back of my hands, it was filled with trouble. And even though I was a little riled up and looking for a way to vent, I didn't have the time or energy to deal with street thugs who didn't know who was in charge.

he gasped. I turned in my seat. “That was the mafia.” His face drained of color. “T—the mafia?” Luca let out a dry laugh. “Oh yeah. And guess what? They’re not big fans of loose ends.” The guy’s hands clenched into fists. “Oh god. Oh god, I’m so fucked.” I stared at him. “Yeah. You are. But we can help you.” His frantic eyes met mine. I continued. “Right now, they see you as a liability. They will not stop until they put a bullet in your head. The only chance you have is with us.”

He suggested “It is just to distract them” I replied, my tongue ticking inside my mouth as I took another glass of whiskey. All I needed was some sort of distraction, I would have gone with any girl from the other mafia families but I am not yet sure of the persons or person who had made an attempt on my life. Mrs Scardoni walked through the doors, followed closely by her daughter who looked extremely nervous. She had beautiful long hair and the blue dress she had on made her look regal.

It took almost everything I had in me to grit my teeth together and shove Alessandro back. Fucking hell. "You always got everything, cousin," Alessandro hissed at me, still circling me, that blasted knife gleaming in the candlelight. Who the fuck even used candlelight? "All the respect, and the fear of the people in the mafia community. It was so bad that I had to leave, and then you came and took Caterina too."

"It's just that this...what you are asking..." "Sacrifices must be made for the greater good my friend." Don Matteo chimmed in, interrupting her father's chain of thoughts. "All it takes for this plan to fall apart us one tiny loop hole and that is what we are trying to prevent. By marrying your daughter into the family, you are openly declaring your loyalty to us, and by so doing you identify as one of us." "Haven't I done enough to prove my loyalty already?"

Gabe intervened, "here, Amara. We have no idea what it means or who wrote it." I studied the note. The handwriting looked oddly familiar, but I couldn't put my finger on it. I translated the letter for Adrian, Gabe, and Lucian. "I never was a fan of the mafia. I always preferred working alone. But, I guess things change. Especially when you're after something priceless. Something that's always belonged to you. Lucian Moretti, you seem to be getting in the way of my plans, and I've had enough. These guns will help my team immensely. Getting my sweet najima back to me will only be a matter of time."

“I came to make you pay and what better way to do that than watch you witness the death of your son, and leave your alive to hate yourself for letting this happen, knowing fully well that you can’t kill me, you can’t hurt me, you can’t even think of coming close to me while you spend the rest of your life hating and wishing this didn’t happen and when things start to get better, I come by to make sure you don’t deserve any happiness, I guess Liam and his son Ollie are just collateral damage.” “Bold of you to assume you will do all of that, even worse you think his mafia will watch you ruin everything and not do anything, someone will take over, they will become your enemy, they will ruin you