เข้าสู่ระบบWhat do you do when you're the right-hand man to the kingpin of the mafia. When you're destined for power and wealth and so much more. And yet a single innocent woman forces you to face your inner self and finally find your true identity.
ดูเพิ่มเติมSophia Moore endearing as a young girl, was an only child who grew under the shelter and protection of her tender parents.
Sophia knew nothing of the world other than the immense love she was showered. Her parents, Bernard and Cecilia Moore were well educated and working class. They met themselves during an interview for an internship and both fell in love immediately and their love story began. Those two loved each other so much, they were like the two sides of a coin, so inseparable, and wanted nothing more than a happy home and life for their daughter.
But tragedy struck...
Cecilia was diagnosed with Breast cancer. The news tore her happy home apart. Bernard loved his wife so much that the thought of losing her distressed him, But he had to be strong for her sake and their young daughters' sake. So they kept the situation hidden from Sophia to keep her from trauma.
Their finances were running low yet Cecelia wasn't responding to treatment but her husband wasn't deterred, he went to loan sharks who helped him out.
He gave his all and still was giving but fate had other intentions. Cecelia gave up few weeks to Christmas with her husband and daughter beside her.Sophia in hysteria attempted to mangle herself with anything she saw fit but with the help of people around, she was saved.Her father Bernard was in his reverie. He sat stupefied by the sheer reality of everything going on. His beautiful, loving wife lay on the bed quite warm with a quirky smile on her livid bony face while his daughter was in hysteria all because she was taken by surprise at the news that her mother was about to die. Surprisingly he wasn't overreacting as he thought would. But he knew in his heart that subsequent Christmas would never be the same. It would never radiate energy as it did when his wife was alive. He could hear people's voices echo from afar and their distinct worry-etched faces blurry to his vision yet he sat still and collected, a ticking time bomb about to be set off.And that was how Bernard sat with his body present and mind in whirlwind shutting out the world and himself from his pain and reality."What?!"Diaz slammed his fist right through a glass table, frustrated and shocked that his foes were still alive. "How is this possible?!" He screamed at Enrico, who looked just as angry. A few mobsters in the conference room seemed terrified at Diaz's reaction to the news."I told you, Giovanni." Enrico replied. "Shtalenkov's body was found on the highway one just upstate. His car and another truck had blown up in the process. Kellett and Tanelli both weren't even found in the area, so it must mean they are alive." He took a seat on the chair in front of Diaz. "So now I ask of you, what is our next plan?"Giovanni picked up a wine glass and filled it with some of his favourite red wine. He glanced over to a huddled group of low mobsters across the table, conversing quietly.Taking in a taste of the wine, Diaz walked around the table. "You have told me that you have some of our best men guarding the airports in the entire state, correct?"
I had been bleeding profusely after the fight with Shtalenkov, but I was nonetheless worse for the wear as the two of us had managed to get a ride to the nearest hotel from a passing truck. Andrea had checked in for me, as I had been trying my best not to make a scene to the concierge in front.We had checked into the Executive Inn, a rather expensive hotel. We hadn't much money, only forty dollars in total. We were lucky to find another twenty, though, in my bag of clothes. The room alone had cost fifty-five dollars for a single bed, but I supposed that it was better then nothing right now. I needed a bit of medial attention."Here, let me help you." Andrea offered her shoulder, helping me stumble into an elevator. I grimaced as my neck arched to the right. I had received a few minor burns and plenty of open gashes. "I've got a medical kit in my bag. I can help you once we get into the ro
As the morning sun dawned upon my face the next day, I remember wincing as the unbearable light moved onto my eyes. Groaning irritably, I turned around to make sure Andrea was still where she was supposed to be.Almost half expecting her missing, I was relieved to find her grasping her pillow in her arms and smiling almost heavenly. Her long chestnut- coloured hair was in places and if I perked my ears up slightly, I could hear her soft breathing from where I had been sleeping. Giving myself a yawn, I quickly sprung out of bed and into the shower.I could feel the warm water hitting my chest that day; I had been sore in places but still unhurt. Looking around my naked body, I saw some familiar scars that I had taken for the mob. Bullet wounds, which had been covered with stitches, scars from knives and blades, and bruises that hadn't quite gone away.Cleansing myself thoroughly,
As Mario was on his phone once again, he stood on the veranda with the door closed so no one would hear him. He made it imperative no one in his family knew who he was. Looking out at the setting sun in New York, he could see it was already hiding behind the horizon at dusk."Okay." He said quietly. "Alright, good. I'm glad to hear you're safe, Andrea.""I'm sorry for the trouble I caused you, Mario." Andrea replied. "I didn't mean to ask for your help like that." Mario could hear the solemnest of her apology bring out the sensitive side in her.Mario nodded, now focusing on the downtown part of New York City. Ahead, he thought maybe now he could finally see if he could find Mindy Forelli again, a girl whom he had not laid eyes on for over six years."Don't you worry about it." He said firmly. "People make mistakes; just don't dwell on them for the rest of your life.
I remember Andrea not speaking with me for the rest of the night. I couldn't blame her; she had nothing to say to me, and I could tell by the way her distant look out the window spoke actions louder then words that she didn't want me to say anything to her either. It may have been a moment of sil
The smell of burning rubber hit the pavement hard as my convertible sped up and out of sight. Mario's was following closely behind from what I could see in the rear view mirror, and Diaz and the rest of the men still on the
When word of Andrea's plan to be murdered hit me, I was already stunned about Diaz's idea of killing her tonight. Of all nights, Giovanni Diaz wanted Mario and I to lead them in killing an innocent woman.I just c
To be honest, as I woke up the next morning and met up with Mario at the coffee café, I wasn't feeling too great about who I was. Mario provided enough comfort to tell me he felt the same.We both felt in s






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