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Claire⋅•⋅⊰∙∘∘∙⊱⋅•⋅"Are you sure you can pull that off?" I asked, my voice tinged with uncertainty."Of course, I'll make sure he notices me. It's not that difficult. Capo is here every single night," she replied confidently."The mansion, Gigi, you have to make sure he brings you here, nowhere else. If he suggests a hotel or an apartment, you have to convince him to bring you to the mansion," I whispered urgently, crouched behind the racks in our closet."I understand, Claire. I'll make sure he takes me to the mansion," she whispered back, her voice resolute.I chewed my nails nervously, unable to shake the feeling of apprehension that coiled in the pit of my stomach. "How long will it take before he decides to..." I trailed off, my voice barely above a whisper."We're the only women in his life," Gigi reassured me, her tone calm and steady. "He always comes here when he wants to relieve some of the stress of the job."I nodded, though she couldn't see me. "Okay, yeah, right..." my w
Claire⋅•⋅⊰∙∘∘∙⊱⋅•⋅Everyone had retired to their rooms, and Vincenzo typically returned home around two in the morning. This afforded me ample opportunity to slip back to my own room unnoticed, pretending as though I had never left.Believe it or not, at that moment, I was hiding under Salvatore's bed, waiting for him to return. Gigi was on her way with him, and surprisingly, she didn't even have to convince him to take her home; this was where he brought all his nightstands.I lay in wait, the minutes stretched into eternity, each one punctuated by the erratic beat of my heart. There were numerous potential outcomes, and many of them had the potential to do more harm than good. However, if I played my cards wisely, there was a chance, I might just succeed.All I can do is hope and pray that everything falls into place—that Vincenzo doesn't arrive home sooner than expected and discover my absence from our room. Let's also hope none of his brothers decide to venture into his wing in s
Claire⋅•⋅⊰∙∘∘∙⊱⋅•⋅With my cell phone in hand—the one Alessandro had given to me—I dialed Alessandro's number, all the while keeping a watchful eye on Salvatore, the blade of my knife still pressed against his throat. "But before I finish you off," I said with a cold smile, "let's have a few parting words with your most formidable adversary."I wasn't entirely sure about the extent of the technology used by the Chicago Outfit, but I had every confidence that Alessandro's expertise surpassed anything they could muster. After all, he had proven himself time and again to be one step ahead, his mastery of technology unmatched in our world. With Alessandro's skills at my disposal, there was little doubt in my mind that Salvatore's downfall was all but assured.He had developed a deep fake technology that could imitate a person's voice and face flawlessly. With just a handful of images of Salvatore, Alessandro could concoct a video of him engaging in... let's say, some rather compromising a
Vincenzo⋅•⋅⊰∙∘∘∙⊱⋅•⋅Greg had been disturbingly silent ever since he stormed out of my office. Not a word, not even a message. It was as if he had vanished into thin air. His sudden disappearance grated on my nerves, leaving a sour taste in my mouth. Outside of my inner circle, trust was a rare commodity, but Greg had always been one of the few I could rely on. I hesitated to involve my men in the search for Greg. His murky dealings with the CIA posed a significant risk—if they caught wind that I was on his trail, they'd exploit it to bring me down. The last thing I needed was to draw unwanted attention to myself and my operations.Today had already been a rough day, and to top it off, my wife decided to start some kind of strip-teasing exercise right there on our bed, just to push my buttons even further.Every provocative sway of her hips, and every teasing glance she threw my way only served to fuel my irritation. My cock stirred in my pants as I drowned myself in whiskey. Was s
Claire⋅•⋅⊰∙∘∘∙⊱⋅•⋅Blood... Blood stained my hands...Vincenzo's blood...I stared at the crimson stains, a sickening reminder of the violence I had unleashed. The weight of guilt pressed down on me, suffocating and relentless.I never intended for things to escalate like this. My plan had spiraled out of control, leaving a trail of destruction in its wake.His brothers ripped him away from me as they took him to a hospital in a car while I remained alone, crumpled on the floor of his father's bedroom, the metallic scent of blood heavy in the air, clinging to my skin.I did this. It's my doing. I pulled the strings. I may not have pulled the trigger, but all this blood is on my hands.I never thought this plan could have such circumstances. How could I have been so blind, so foolish? The guilt gnawed at me, consuming me from the inside out.I had been so consumed by my desire to take down his father from his throne, so focused on tearing him down, that I had failed to consider the co
Claire⋅•⋅⊰∙∘∘∙⊱⋅•⋅I spent the night in the hospital with Vincenzo although his brother tried to force me to go home I couldn't bring myself to leave him alone like this.This morning, he regained consciousness briefly. The doctor examined him and reported that his recovery was progressing exceptionally well. He was responsive, all his senses were intact, and his vital signs were stable. However, to make sure he gets adequate rest, they administered medication to help him sleep.I sat by his bedside, watching over him as he slept, a sense of relief washing over me at the news of his improving condition. Gazing at his peaceful expression, a flood of emotions washed over me. I reached out and gently brushed a strand of hair from his forehead, a silent prayer on my lips for his swift recovery. I watched for any sign of movement. And then, ever so slowly, his eyelids fluttered open, revealing the faintest hint of awareness beneath.A flicker of relief washed over me as I leaned closer,
Vincenzo⋅•⋅⊰∙∘∘∙⊱⋅•⋅The office was bustling with activity as men from around the world gathered, each one personally selected by Adriano for the meeting. They came without hesitation, showing their loyalty to our cause. Amidst the crowd, the heads of each family stood out, their presence a reminder of the power they held. Whispers of Dad losing his mind had spread like wildfire, evident in the worried and skeptical glances exchanged. The proof of it was etched on my chest and Dante's shoulder. I don't understand what the fuck was I still doing here.Lying in Claire's arms, I had thought it was all over for me, but evidently not. Someone had to be there for her, to take care of her.As I stood before the assembled crowd, a heavy silence hung in the air, broken only by the sound of my own steady breaths. Addressing the gathered faces, I knew I had to speak the truth, no matter how difficult it was."It's time we faced the reality," I began, my voice cutting through the tension. "For
Vincenzo⋅•⋅⊰∙∘∘∙⊱⋅•⋅Congratulations poured in from all sides, men and their families offering their well wishes, I barely had the time to look for my own wife. Caught up in the flurry of wishes and congratulatory gestures, I scanned the crowd, searching for Claire's familiar face. Despite the cacophony surrounding me, her absence felt like a glaring void in the midst of the celebration.Pushing through the crowd, I finally spotted Claire by the bar, engaged in conversation with Aunt Alessia. She looked stunning in a black dress that accentuated her curves, her blonde hair elegantly swept up into a sleek bun. My heart skipped a beat at the sight of her, a rush of relief flooding through me as I made my way towards her.As I approached, Claire turned towards me, a smile lighting up her face. "Hey," she greeted me warmly, setting her martini down on the bar. "I was waiting for my turn." Taking her hand in mine, I leaned in to press a gentle kiss on her cheek."I'm glad I found you,"