Special Chapter (Mafia's Redemption)

TERZO

The thick wooden doubled-door swung open to my father’s office. It was one of the biggest rooms in the house where business was discussed and where the most secured safe and panic room were situated, where he kept his most valuables.

I was assaulted by the scents of cedar wood and expensive cigars hung thick in the air.

I let go of a shuddering breath as I stepped inside. Gaetano Siciliano, the patriarch of the family, the Don— one of the most powerful and feared heads of the mafias in Italian history— my father was sitting in his chair before his massive desk. His thick brows knitted together, hanging low over his dark caramel eyes and gray hair cut stylishly. In his sixties, he was still fit, strong, and could beat me in the ring if he desired to, but he always humbly said his prime was over.

“Figlio.”

“Come va, papa?”

Papa nodded in acknowledgment. “Come in. How’s your sister?”

Standing in the left corner that caught my eye was Celestina, my other beautiful sister who had bee