THIRD PERSON'S P.O.V.Sergio leaned back in his chair, a proud grin spreading across his face as Marcus sauntered into the study. "Well, well, your plan turned out to be a real stroke of genius, uncle," Marcus said, shaking his head in disbelief.Sergio chuckled, the gleam in his eyes unmistakable. "I knew you'd appreciate the elegance of it, my boy."Marcus plopped down in the chair across from him, curiosity etched on his features. "But how'd you convince that caretaker to play her part? She had to know she was walking to her death, right?"Sergio leaned forward, a cunning smile on his lips. "Ah, I just told her Dominic would have her detained, and that I'd get her out. Assured her Dominic would never dare kill someone in public, not with all those eyes watching."Marcus's brows shot up. "And she bought that?"Sergio puffed out his chest, radiating smugness. "Of course she did. You see I know my nephews better than they know themselves. I knew Dominic would react exactly how I expec
THIRD PERSON'S P.O.V.The limousine rolled through the streets of North Central Philadelphia, one of the most dangerous neighborhoods in Philadelphia. Sergio and Marcus are on their way to the “la fonte” hotel. This was the location where Sergio and Marcus were told to meet Ferdinand the assassin. Sergio had contacted Ross Robert, one of the best contractors in the underworld to help him get in contact with Ferdinand.The plan was simple, they would hire Ferdinand Giucerro aka kill shot to carry out the assassination of Dominic at the most public event the Rinaldi family holds, the September 10th ball. Sergio aims to end Dominic publicly, therefore eliminating any possible trace of his death to either him or Marcus. Since they will both be present at the ball as well.Sergio settled back into the plush leather seat of the limousine, his expression pensive as Marcus shifted beside him. "So, uncle," Marcus began, his brow furrowed in thought, "you mentioned this 'Kill Shot' guy – the in
THIRD PERSON'S P.O.V.The assault continued for five minutes straight as Enzo relentlessly assaulted Pedro continuously. Pedro screamed painfully. He tried pleading but all screams fell on deaf ears as Enzo knocked a tooth out of his mouth.Luca watched, his expression remained stagnant, until he finally raised a hand, signaling Enzo to stop"Stop," he stated, his voice calm yet authoritative. He redirected his focus to Pedro, who was now struggling to breathe, with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth. "I'm not convinced that you are the person in charge of this operation, Mr. Gonzalo. You and the caretaker were merely the supplier, weren't you?”Pedro's eyes grew wider, and he started speaking rapidly in Spanish once more, his voice filled with desperation.Luca's grin grew larger, and he replied in a similar manner, his words effortlessly flowing. “Do not try to deceive me, I am aware of your connection to the Mexican gang, but I am also aware that you are not the one in cha
The limousine Crashed through central Philadelphia. Sergio and Marcus stepped out of the limousine. They stepped into the grand lobby of the "La Fonte" hotel, their footsteps echoing against the polished marble floors. They made their way to the elevators, Sergio's expression tense."You sure this is the right place, uncle?" Marcus murmured, his gaze sweeping across the lavish surroundings.Sergio nodded, his jaw tightening. "Ross said we'd find him here. Just follow my lead, alright?"The elevator ride up to the penthouse was filled with a heavy silence, the air thick with anticipation. As the doors slid open, they were greeted by Ross, the contractor who had helped them arrange this meeting with Ferdinand aka Kill Shot. Ross's connection was needed because very few people could get in contact with Ferdinand. Ross's connection in the underground world was the only way they were able to schedule, a meeting with him at the hotel."Sergio, my friend," Ross greeted, a strained smile on h
The line of black Jeeps rumbled through the streets of Bonita Hills, their tinted windows concealing the armed Rinaldi men within. Enzo leaned in, his voice low as he relayed the information he had gathered on the Mexican cartel."They are known as the “Los Reyes del Nort, Their leader is a man named Miguel 'El Jefe' Reyes and his wife, Isabella 'La Reina'," Enzo said, his brow furrowed. "They have two children, though one, Alejandro 'El Tigre', recently passed away."Luca asked with a puzzled look. "What was the cause of his death?”“We don't know. All we know is that the funeral is being held today at Saint Georgia’s church. A church owned by Miguel himself.” Enzo said as he scrolled through the pieces of information on his tablet.Luca and Enzo were directed by Dominic to investigate Pedro’s death and who the off-taker of the kids he and Cecil, the dead orphanage caretaker, were working on.Luca nodded, his expression grave “And what is the cartel's primary business?""Drug traffic
The study was softly illuminated, permeated with the exquisite scent of matured wine, while Sergio and his nephew, Marcus, were seated facing each other, gently tapping their glasses together.Marcus leaned back in his chair, a satisfied smile playing on his lips. "Your plan to hire Killshot was brilliant, Uncle. How did you even come up with the plan to use the orphanage caretaker to get to Kill Shot."Sergio swirled the deep red liquid in his glass, his gaze fixed on the dancing light. "Well, it was actually that lowly man, Pedro Gonzalo, who helped me realize the potential of this scheme."Marcus's brow furrowed in surprise. " yeah, I heard Luca interrogated someone who was in cahoots with the caretaker. But how could a man of little importance contribute to your grand plan?"Sergio let out a soft chuckle. "Ah! You see, Pedro didn't know of the role he was playing in all of this. He used to work for the Mexican cartel, just like he does now – a mere foot soldier in their ranks."Ma
The air in Dominic's office grew thick with tension as Sierra's confession hung in the air. Dominic's eyes narrowed, his expression darkening with barely contained fury."Are you telling me that the man who killed Pedro, a former member of the Mexican cartel, is someone you've been intimate with?" Dominic's voice was low and menacing, each word dripping with barely restrained anger.“It was long before I met you, I swear.” Sierra swallowed hard, her gaze darting between Dominic and Luca. "I... I'm certain it's the same Jomari. I recognized him in the photo Isla showed me."Luca leaned forward, his mouth barely containing his laughter. "What!”. Luca’s laughter filled the roo. “Oh, our sweet, timid, and innocent Sierra. What you are trying to tell us is that you have slept with this man before "Dominic's fist slammed down on the desk, making everyone in the room jump. "Unacceptable! Is this the kind of life you lived before, a life of a whore." He said, sending a fiery gaze to Sierra.
Sierra jumped at the sound of knocking but quickly pulled herself together and opened the door to see Dominic standing there, looking pretty pleased with himself."Remember, Sierra, this is our bedroom, not just yours," Dominic said, a bit of a warning in his voice. "Lock that door again, and you'll really see my wrath."Sierra felt a flutter in her heart and struggled to swallow. "I….am sorry, Dominic. "I assure you, it will not happen again," she stuttered, with her voice shaking just a bit.Dominic's face became gentler as he gently rested his hand on his desk. "Good. I need you to take this mission seriously, this might be your only way of showing me you are dedicated to me and the Rinaldi family."Sierra nodded, eyes fixed on Dominic. She answered quickly yet timidly"Of, course."Dominic started recalling the problems they were having with the Philippine gang in their territory. "I need you to find out what they're up to and where they are. And we can only do that if we capture s
The ballroom was a scene of chaos and horror. The Guests were screaming, some of them ducking for cover as the shooting was still going on, while others stood frozen in shock. Sierra was on her knees beside Dominic the Don of the Rinaldi family who had just been shot. Her hands were trembling as she tried to apply pressure to the area of the wound. Isla clutched Dominic's hand, her tears mingling with the blood that seeped through her fingers."Dominic, stay with me. Please, stay with me," Isla sobbed, her voice breaking with desperation.Sierra glanced around frantically, her eyes meeting Enzo's as he pushed through the stunned crowd. "We need a doctor! Somebody call an ambulance, now!"Enzo knelt beside his cousin, his face pale with fear. "Hang in there, Dominic. Help is on the way."Dominic's eyes fluttered open, his breath coming in shallow gasps. "Enzo... Isla... I’….," he whispered, his voice barely audible."Don't talk at all" Enzo said, his voice choked with emotion. "You're
The grand ballroom buzzed with activity, but Luca and Enzo were anything but calm. They had been searching for Isla, who unknown to both of them had returned to the event room. Enzo's frustration was evident as he scanned the rooms, but there was no sign of her. They tried calling her cell phone but she dropped it In Sergio’s room when he pulled her into his room and convinced her that the Clayton twins were plotting something sinister."Luca," Enzo said, turning to his distant cousin “we can't keep wasting time. We need to split up."Luca nodded, his expression serious. "Agreed. I'll head to the west wing. If the guards were telling the truth I need to stop this shooting."Enzo's eyes widened with concern. "You can't go alone, Luca. Take some men with you, just in case."Luca shook his head firmly. "No, Enzo. We don't know who we can trust among our guards. If a killer has infiltrated, he might have allies here. I can't risk it.""Luca, this is insane. You’re walking into a potential
The grand ballroom had an atmosphere that combined luxury with unease. Sierra and Isla shared concerned looks, feeling the heaviness of the evening's events weighing them down. The music continued to play, in stark opposition to the unease eating away at them."Sierra," Isla whispered, her voice barely audible over the chatter and music, "we need to keep an eye on Nathan. Something's seriously wrong."Sierra nodded, her mind racing. "Agreed. Let's stay close to him for the rest of the night. We can't afford any more surprises."They moved back towards Nathan, who was trying—and failing—to compose himself. His hands still trembled slightly, and his eyes darted nervously around the room."Hey," Isla said softly, placing a comforting hand on his arm, "Get it together Nathan. Look we're here for you. If you need to talk, we're listening."Nathan swallowed hard, his face pale. He was still apprehensive of Isla. He knew all too well that she only brought him to the ball so she could get clo
As the introductions continued, Dominic kept a watchful eye on the room, noting the movements of Ryder and Hunter, and the subtle signs of unrest among the guests. As Sergio made his way to the ballroom, he and Marcus continued their hushed conversation over text on their phones. "Do you think she bought it?" Marcus asked.Sergio replied, a grim smile playing on his lips as he texted. "She did. But we have to move quickly. Dominic won't be fooled for long."Marcus's eyes gleamed with anticipation. He says "What about Ferdinand?""He's ready," Sergio replied. "We just need the right moment."As Luca patrolled the mansion, his thoughts kept returning to Enzo and Isla. “Where could they be?” He said as his worry grew with each passing minute.A man passes him by, his demeanor is cold as ice and as their shoulders graze each other, the stranger says “Sorry mister”, and he continues his path down the hall. The man was wearing a black hat that was covering his face. Luca grew suspicious but
Isla struggled against the hand that clamped over her mouth, her breath coming in quick gasps. She was pulled into the dimly lit room, to her surprise it was her Uncle, Sergio who had pulled her into the room, Isla’s heart beat fast."Isla," Sergio said smoothly, releasing her. "What a surprise. Why are you sneaking around?"Isla straightened, her eyes darting between around the room. "Really that's what you have to say. Why did you drag me into this room, with your hands over my mouth”.“I am sorry dear but I thought you were a spy,” Sergio said with a fake sympathetic look on his face.“I saw you leave the ballroom. What are you doing here and what are you planning with Marcus?" Isla asks with a sense of curiosity. Isla could not hear what Sergio and Marcus were discussing properly, so she didn't know about the planned assassination.Sergio exchanged a quick glance with Isla, before stepping forward, his expression serious. "Isla, you have to understand. We were having this meeting
The grand ballroom buzzed with muted conversations and forced smiles as Ryder and Hunter, Sierra’s malevolent half-brothers, made their entrance. Their arrival cast a shadow over the celebration, and a palpable sense of unease spread among the guests."Well, if it isn't the Morgan brothers," sneered an older gentleman, his drink sloshing slightly in his hand."Surprised to see us, Mr. Halloway?" Ryder smirked, his eyes scanning the room.Hunter grinned, stepping closer to the nervous crowd. "We thought we’d drop by and see how our dear sister is doing."Sierra stiffened, her fingers tightening around her glass. Isla, standing beside her, she observed the tension on Sierra’s face, when her brothers entered.“Sierra are you okay?”Isla said, with a concerned look on her face.Sierra nodded, taking a deep breath. "I am. It nothing, really."As Ryder and Hunter sight Sierra an evil grin grew on Ryder’s face as he walk up to her “well, well, well, look at you dear sister, all dressed up and
The grand ballroom of the Rinaldi mansion glittered with chandeliers, their light casting an opulent glow over the assembled guests. The elite of Philadelphia's underworld, clad in their finest attire, exchanged thinly veiled threats and tentative alliances under the guise of polite conversation.Sergio, standing stiffly by the entrance, his face a mask of restrained fury as he introduced Dominic and Sierra to the crowd. The murmurs were immediately a mix of mockery and disbelief."Ladies and gentlemen," Sergio's voice was cold, "may I present to you, Dominic Rinaldi, the Don of our family, and his wife, Sierra."There were a few snickers among the guests, but Sergio ignored them, his eyes never leaving Dominic's. He could feel the weight of their judgment and mockery."Uncle, thank you for the warm introduction," Dominic replied smoothly, his smile not reaching his eyes. "It is a privilege to be present this evening, surrounded by friends and allies. This ball has been a tradition in
The guests started to arrive, it was the day of the September 10th ball. An event hosted by the Rinaldis every year. While it has been portrayed as an exclusive and elite event only for the wealthiest citizens of Philadelphia, in truth it was a gathering of the most powerful and influential individuals of the underworld. It was a day Dominic aimed to use as his formal way of solidifying his position as the Don of the Rinaldi family. All the while having the entire underworld acknowledge him as such.Sierra was standing in front of a mirror, her gown being adjusted as her hands trembled slightly. "Isla, I don’t think I can do this," Sierra murmured, her voice barely heard amidst the busy activities surrounding them."Of course, you can," Isla replied, her tone firm but soothing. She stepped up behind Sierra, gently placing her hands on Sierra's shoulders. "You look stunning. And remember, I'm right here with you."Sierra took a deep breath, trying to steady her nerves. "What if I mess
Isla paced back and forth in the dimly lit study, her mind racing with thoughts of Nathan. She is still adamant about her plan to get close to Nathan, who she believes is still hiding something. Just like Dominic, Isla does not truly believe the Philippines were the benefactor of the child trafficking ring. She goes to Luca, her brother, and informs him of her plan.Luca had told her about all his findings about the Philippine gang and that, based on all the evidence he had gathered, they were the ones responsible for the child trafficking. He also told her about Dominic’s doubts. She stopped abruptly and turned to Luca, who lounged casually in an armchair."I have to agree with Dominic on this, Luca. I don’t believe the Philippine gang is behind all this trafficking, they seemed too clumsy, and the evidence was too easy to gather.” Isla said as she stood in the middle of the study with her hands on her hips.Luca responded vehemently, “Oh come on Isla, not you too? The issue is over.