Before getting into the truck that is waiting for us, we hear some shouts followed by a few gunshots in the distance, then everything falls silent.“I want you to explain everything to me, I still don't understand many things.” I turn to the woman who is supposed to be my wife and look at her, waiting for her response. On one hand, I'm angry with her for hiding all this from me since we met, and on the other, I'm happy to finally know the whole truth that had been kept from me.“As I told you in front of everyone, you and I are married. When we had that accident, I was able to escape unharmed thanks to the help of your men. Later, like everyone else, I was informed that you had died. Since I didn't have enough power here, I decided to leave for Mexico, where I now live with our children. A few months ago, an acquaintance from here called me, and that’s how I found out you were still alive. At first, I thought you had abandoned us, but when we saw each other on the day of your engageme
Massimo I stand there like a complete idiot, watching another man take my place next to my wife. The only thing that snaps me out of my trance is Giuseppe's question."Are you sure this is what you want?" He inquires with a bit of surprise."What do you mean?""Are you really willing to lose your family for something that no longer belongs to you? Let me just tell you something. That woman you're letting go is the one I wished my son could have had by his side all the time. She's loyal, honest, and above all, brave. She would have been a great daughter-in-law. As I told your wife back then, now I understand why my son fell in love with her." I just look at him with a furrowed brow at this declaration."You don't know everything your wife risked to try to save you from the Salvatore's clutches, as well as all the suffering she has endured all this time. Think about it: daring to return to Italy without anyone to back her up just because she received a call asking her to come back beca
A month has passed since we arrived in Mexico, and Lilibeth is still somewhat distant from me. Since I don't know what else to do, I decide to ask Mrs. Marion what I could do to get my wife to forgive me, and the idea she gives me is brilliant. How did I not think of it before? So I make the necessary arrangements to carry it out this afternoon at the restaurant, and I trust that everything will go as I hope.LilibethAlthough Massimo ultimately decided to leave everything for us, it still hurts that we weren't his first choice, and that just prevents me from forgiving him. This whole time in Mexico, he has tried every way to achieve it, but I feel like he isn't trying hard enough. Besides, it bothers me that he distrusts my love for him; his jealousy towards Palmieri is excessive. On the other hand, I also fear that he will realize that this life is not what he wants and regret having made the wrong decision.All this time, he has made up for it by spending time with our children, an
LilibethAfter Brianna's birth, we waited at least four months to celebrate our wedding, this time through the church and in the company of all our loved ones. I decided to invite Mr. Giuseppe since I had grown very fond of him, but unfortunately, he informed me that he was still cleansing among all those close to the Salvatore family, so he couldn't attend. However, he promised to visit us as soon as he had the opportunity, as he misses the children very much. I also got in touch with Mrs. Antonella, who was very happy about the news and assured me that she and her children would come. Massimo, on his part, invited Pietro and Adanary, but since they would be on their honeymoon, it was impossible for them to attend. Nevertheless, they wished us good luck and sent their congratulations.Mia has started a relationship with Palmieri, who has left behind the sadness that consumed him day after day. When she confessed this to me, I couldn't believe it, but I think she's the best thing that
Alexandre CarluccioI look out the airplane window as the sky begins to darken, leaving behind a mix of violet, blue, and a small trace of red. If I weren't so worried, I would stop to admire this magnificent sunset. I sigh and try to remember something from the last time I was here, but it's completely impossible; I was just a child when I left this place (the place where I was born) with my parents.Today, however, despite their wishes, I decided to return to take revenge on those who tried to hurt my grandfather, that great and kind man who always pampers my sisters and me, whose eyes fill with kindness and love when he sees us, but who is also so fearsome that all of Italy respects him. The great capo Giuseppe Lombardi, they will know that no one messes with The son of the mafia queen.[…]It has been twenty years since my parents took us to Mexico. During all this time, we never set foot in Italy again, partly because my mother was afraid someone would harm us once they found out
We arrived at The Underworld club and to go unnoticed, we separated so that I wouldn't be seen with Bellini, as this could raise certain suspicions about who I am, and for the moment, it is better that my true identity is not known.Bellini heads to my grandfather's office where the "new owner" of all my grandfather's businesses seems to have settled in. According to our plan, when his men give me the signal, I should head there; according to what Flavio has told me all this time, there are several mid-level bosses gathered in one of the VIP rooms receiving orders from the supposed owner. I dedicate myself to observing everything around me and realize that our men outnumber all the traitors, so I smile with satisfaction at Bellini's careful arrangements. Now I understand why he has been my grandfather's right hand for so long.As soon as Flavio squeezes my shoulder, I understand that it is the signal we were waiting for. I head to my grandfather's office where everything is already cl
Ten Years AgoA few months ago, I turned fifteen, and in all this time, I have witnessed the great adoration my father feels for my mother. Their love is so profound that it can be seen in every look, every kiss, every word, and in their daily actions. I just got back from school when my parents called for me. They are both waiting for me in the study. As soon as I enter, I realize the atmosphere feels a bit tense."Alex, please sit down!" My mother says to me with a tender smile that doesn't reach her eyes, which are slightly red. I see her wringing her hands in an attempt to calm herself, and for a moment, I fear the worst—that they will tell me they have decided to separate, which wouldn't make sense given the love that still shows in both of them."Is something wrong?" I ask, my voice trembling slightly."No, sweetheart, but there is something important you need to know." She sits next to me and takes my hands in hers."As you know, we moved from Italy years ago to live here becau
I rush to get home and ring the doorbell. As soon as the door opens, I see grandma Marion looking at me with a furrowed brow; it's clear she's also upset with me for the way I behaved with mom."Where's mom?" I ask, struggling to call her "mom" when it used to come so naturally."She's in her room crying; she hasn't wanted to come out since you left." I just nod and head to her room. I knock, and my father answers. Unlike grandma, he looks at me with obvious disappointment, making me swallow hard and feel ashamed of my attitude."Come in, Alexandre." As soon as mom hears my name, she turns around, and I see her bloodshot, swollen eyes from crying so much. I approach her slowly with my head down."My baby! You don't know how much I've missed you." She takes me into her arms and starts kissing my cheeks."Stop it, mom! I'm fine, nothing happened to me. I left on my own will. I'm sorry for being rude to you; I love you very much, even if you're not my mother," I say, starting to cry."My