Chapter 83 - The guest

Marco

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I sat at the sleek, polished table with Niko, Scott, and Lorenzo, casually swirling the amber whiskey in my tumbler.

"You do realize he's the head of the 'Ndrangheta, right?" Niko said.

I looked up at him, my expression calm, "I know exactly who he is," I replied, my tone edged with a hint of aggression. "But don't tell me you're letting that rattle you. We didn't get to where we are by being scared."

Niko slammed his hand on the table, the sound echoing in the room. "I'm not afraid, Marco. But in the last three years, we've lost more men than we did in the past few decades. I'll do anything to protect us, our families, and the families of our men. They're tired of the constant bloodshed."

I glared at him, my jaw tight. "He didn't just mess up Lilianna's security; he completely fucked it up. Then, he had the audacity to hold my wife at gunpoint. I don't give a shit if he was the king of the world. I'm going to tear him apart. The only reason he's still breathing i