Luciano: Lovers-to-Enemies-to-Lovers Mafia Romance
And the rest of the guys.
I sat my cognac on the side table, watching through the one-way glass as politicians, criminals, and the rich equally squirmed. I hated all those fuckers. I hated the criminals that pretended they were better even more. Like the fucking Romanos.
We were all killers and sinners. One big difference - my friends and I only killed when we needed to. Or for revenge. Many of these men killed for power, money, sport, or even pleasure.
And some even use their own family to try and get ahead. The way Alphonso Romano used his niece's charms and beauty to blind me, and I played right into it.