A NEW PET FOR THE MAFIA KING
“They destroyed my family, Sky. They wanted us all dead. I only managed to escape. Obsession doesn’t even begin to cover it.”
Skylo’s smirk faded, and for once, he looked serious.
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The Black family had ruled the Mafia world for decades. My grandfather, Antonio Black, built the Empire brick by bloody brick. He was ruthless—a man who ruled with both fear and respect. By the time my father, Vittorio, took over, the Black name wasn’t just feared; it was sacred.
Unlike my grandfather, who ruled with cruel force and used illegal methods to secure his dealings, my father was a strategist, diplomatic, yet, calculated. Just like a chess master in a world of checkers players.
Bab Populer