Two days had passed, Andretti was already feeling better, he kept thinking in how he could avoid Lucia and get back to the plaza, but she stood watch over him like a hawk. She barely left his side, he was appreciative of that but he was not so used to someone doting over him like that, and he really needed to form a game plan . He lost three men that day... three lives lost, that warehouse had also been lost, the police had gotten possession of all their products in the warehouse. The shootout had attracted their attention and it had become public knowledge so there was no way to bribe their way out of the attention. "Do you want to go shopping", he asked Lucia who as usual was at his bedside, working on her laptop. "I know what you are trying to do?", she answered. She looked really cute with her glasses. "I'm literally just asking if you want to go shopping , i have no ulterior motive". "Yeah right ", She answered, looking at him with her side eye. "I'm feeling a whole l
This was the reason he needed to see his men, they needed to know that he would not take the lives of his men lightly. Andretti had gone back to his office, he needed to think, t formulate a game plan. He succeeded in building up the morale on his men but now they need to go into action. They needed to get to the bottom of this attack, there has never been any issue of war thorough out his reign as Capo, he didn't know what to expect. His last experience of a Mafia clash was when he was five and he definitely could not remember how his father defeated them. He could not deny that he needed the help and expertise of his father. His grandfather would help but he is already too old to fight or lead them. 'His father Giuliano could help', Andretti thought to himself... Andretti had always avoided things that would make him interact with his father. He remembers how growing up his father would force him to do and witness things a child shouldn't. He killed his first guy at the age of si
Amato walked into his office, Andreo following behind, "We need to have a chat", Amato said. Andretti who was sitting casually sipping a glass of whiskey. Andretti tapping his fingers on the glass said "What do we do about those bastards Amato, it's time we deal with them, Amato?" Amato nodding in agreement ,"It’s time bro, those dogs have gotten too comfortable, Luca and his crew think they can attack us without consequences ." Andretti "They don't know what they have coming, no need for any peace talk, they struck first and now they need to pay". Andreo stepping forward said ,"You are right boss and every time we waste they get bolder. We need to remind them who runs this city, we need to remind them that the Black Lotus have been running this streets for years." Andretti answered, "Agreed. The question is how. We can’t just go in guns blazing like amateurs. No. It’s gotta be precise...Surgical. Send a message they won’t forget, but without drawing too much heat from the co
Lucia stood by the large window in her room, staring out at the trees that surrounded the house. The night was silent, save for the soft hum of the wind brushing against the curtains. The room was dimly lit, casting long shadows on the marble floor. She wrapped her arms around herself, her silk robe slipping slightly off her shoulder, but she didn’t bother to fix it. It's been a week since Lucia had seen Andretti, She was told he was busy sorting some things out but he would be back tomorrow for his grandfather's birthday. She was offended that he hadn't reached out of her thorough out, just the usual check ins with Gia to know how she was but they hadn't really talked. Funny how she had all her devices back but they never communicate on the phone she murmured to herself, her voice breaking the stillness. “Andretti is always gone. Always busy with... 'mafia business'.” Her eyes welled up with unshed tears, but she blinked them away, keeping her face strong, as if he could see her
When Andretti looked up and saw Lucia standing in the doorway, his chest tightened. His normally unreadable expression flickered, just for a second, with something primal. She looked like temptation personified, her dress clinging to every curve, catching the light in all the right places. His heart gave a hard, involuntary thud, though outwardly, he remained composed. A low heat surged in his veins, a mix of lust and wariness. He wasn’t used to feeling off balance, but Lucia had a way of igniting something dangerous inside him. His eyes traveled slowly from her legs to the sultry gaze that locked with his, and he could feel the magnetic pull between them. Yet beneath the allure, there was an edge. He knew better than to let his guard down. Desire mixed with a flicker of suspicion, he needed to focus on his work in the plaza. He couldn't quite tell if she was there to seduce him or she had an agenda, or both. That uncertainty thrilled and unsettled him, stirring a primal hunger la
After the surreal moments of them laying in each other's arms had passed, Lucia sat on the edge of Andretti’s desk, her fingers absently tracing the smooth wood beneath her. Her pulse still thrumming from what just happened, but she watched him, the way he’s trying to regain his composure. He’s not the Andretti most people see—the Mafia boss, the man who commands fear with a glance. Here, alone with her, there’s something raw in his eyes, something vulnerable he was trying hard to mask. He leaned back in his chair, the shadows playing across his face. "Lucia, this was... different," he says, his voice quieter than usual. Different. She almost laughed at the word, but she didn't Instead, she lets a small smile curl at the edges of her lips. "Different how?" She knows exactly what he means, but she wants him to say it. His jaw tightened, and she sees him struggling, trying to find the right words. "You know what I mean, I'm starting to realize that my feelings for you would never go
The day had finally come, his grandfather's birthday, his grandfather would finally get to meet with Lucia. The birthday party was taking place at his grandfather's villa, on their drive to the villa he had told Lucia all she needed to know about his grandfather. They got to his grandfather's villa,his grandfather's villa was deep in the Italian country side, the dining room was set up for the birthday dinner. it was a grand and well lit dining room, heavy wooden beams stretched across the ceiling, and the walls are lined with family portraits. The smell of roasted lamb, garlic, and fine wine hangs in the air. At the center of the room was a long, elegant dining table, covered in expensive china, silverware, and fresh flowers. His Grandfather sat at the head of the table as always, his thick white hair slicked back, wearing a dark tailored suit. His deep-set eyes, sharp and calculating, missing nothing as he watched his family gathered to celebrate his 85th birthday. The room was fi
Andretti held Lucia’s hand as they walk down the hallway“You did great, You handled him perfectly.” Lucia smiled nervously, still trying to relax after the intense meeting“He didn’t exactly throw a welcome party, though. Are you sure he’s not disappointed?” Andretti laughing softly said “That’s him being impressed, trust me. If he didn’t like you, he would’ve made some offhand comment about your shoes or your posture. The fact that he asked about the non existent child was a good sign.” Lucia grinning.“Well, I’ll take that as a win, then. I was sure my hands were shaking the whole time, but seriously what are we go to do about the child?” Andretti answered, “ I still have no idea, you did a really good job though i don't think he suspects anything .” Just as they reach the end of the hallway, the sound of a door opening behind them makes Andretti stop abruptly. His grip on Lucia’s hand tightened. "What's wrong?, she asked. Andretti focusing his gaze at the person walking tow