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ARMANDO I started my morning like any other—up early and ready to get things moving, but today had a different weight to it. The night’s amusements were over and it was now time to get back to business. By the end of it, Lorenzo, Alessandro, or Giuseppe—one of them wouldn’t be walking out of here. One of them had betrayed me, one of them had been selling me out to my rivals, and today was the day I was finally going to find out who.After slipping my gun into its holster, I headed downstairs, glancing over the rail of the staircase while I was still at the top. They were all there like I expected. I never tolerated tardiness and they understood that well.I could see them standing close together, muttering to each other in low voices—though they wouldn’t bring up the reason they were here, not even between themselves. I‘d trained my men to keep things close to the chest. I had made it clear to each of them that the mission was confidential, so no matter what it was, I knew they eac
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ARMANDOI kept the phone to my ear, listening carefully to Matteo’s calm but sharp tone on the other end.“Just as you told me boss, I set up three of my men to blend in with each of theirs,” Matteo said. “They kept eyes on each of them all through their separate deliveries from the ports to the warehouses.”I glanced at Alessandro, keeping my face neutral. It was now almost impressive watching him sit there with that same calm, collected expression.Matteo went on, “One of my men who was keeping tabs on Alessandro, saw him slip away to a corner, where he pulled out his phone and made a call.”He paused, letting that detail sink in. I clenched my jaw, barely containing the anger simmering under the surface.“What did he say?” I kept my voice steady, my eyes still on Alessandro.Matteo continued. “My man said he‘d told someone on the other end of the line that a fresh batch of goods had just arrived. Said he’d clear out the security so they could smuggle some out, though he warned the
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ARMANDOI kept my gun steady, its weight grounding me as I stared Alessandro down. His eyes darted between me and Giuseppe—who also aimed at him. His face flickered with something between shock and desperation. Still, he held tight to his denial.Lorenzo glanced shortly at him as well, as if hoping Alessandro would somehow prove me wrong, that he’d explain all this away. But I wasn’t about to give him any more time to spin a story.I leaned forward, my finger resting on the trigger, shifting it ever so slightly. “This is your last chance, Alessandro,” I said quietly, my voice hard as stone. “Either you talk now, or I’ll pull this trigger, and that’ll be the end of it.”Alessandro’s mouth opened, then it closed right back. I could see his chest rising and falling as he looked for the right words, but I could also tell that he didn’t have them. The sweat on his brow told me he was running out of excuses but still, he had the nerve to shake his head—in pretentious disbelief. “Boss, I sw
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ARMANDO Alessandro dropped his head, staring hard at the floor. He was barely holding himself together, and when he finally spoke, his voice was rough, breaking with each word.“I’m… I’m sorry, boss,” he said, like the words cost him everything. “I never wanted it to be like this. I honestly never thought it would've gone this far. It… it was all Don Salvatore. He’s the one who led me into all of this.”He shifted a little, glancing up at me before his gaze darted back down. “The sabotages, the… the men we took out… I swear, boss, it was him who pushed me to it.”“Really?” I asked, my voice cold and skeptical. “He just happened to pull you into this? How?”He exhaled a shaky breath, swallowing before he spoke. “Some stranger approached me. I didn’t know who he was at first, but I knew he came out of nowhere, as if he had been following me all along. He said he had someone who wanted to meet with me. Said there was business to discuss. And then he offered me thirty thousand dollars ju
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ELEANOR There was this loud, piercing ringing in my ears. I’d barely registered what had hit me, but I found myself flat on the floor, my cheek throbbing and my head spinning. The pain was blinding—a sharp ache radiating through half of my face, and it took me a few seconds to push myself up. I could feel my hair tangled around my face, strands sticking to my cheek where it was hot from the slap. My vision was hazy, but it was starting to clear, and the first thing I saw was Armando, his hand wrapped around the neck of the man who’d struck me, holding him against the wall like he could squeeze the life out of him.But I didn’t care about that—not right now. My gaze went past them and landed on the other man bleeding helplessly on the floor—barely conscious. I felt a jolt of horror, and without thinking, I scrambled over to him. Blood was streaked across his face, his clothes immensely soaked with sweat—looking like he’d been dragged through hell. I didn’t know his name or who he was,
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ELEANOR Armando's voice broke through again, calm yet cutting. "Alessandro, you need to let her go. You're only making things worse for yourself."His steady tone shocked me, a different kind of fear rippling through me. How could he stay so calm as if my life wasn't on the line? I wanted to scream at him to take this seriously, but one glance at the knife on my skin was enough to keep me silent. I couldn't help but wonder if he was really willing to risk my life just to hold onto his pride."Pick up my cigarette," he said in a flat and casual tone, gesturing to the man who had hit me.With a flick of his lighter, Armando lit up the cigarette and took a long, deliberate drag, inhaling the smoke before letting it billow slowly into the air.He looked at Alessandro with a smug and almost amused expression as his eyes narrowed."You didn't hear me did you Alessandro?" Armando asked, his tone as relaxed as if he was asking about something as casual as the weather. "Probably not. I guess
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ELEANOR The gunshots still echoed in my ears as the sight of the two bodies lying lifeless—blood pooling beneath them—brought a sick, heavy feeling to my stomach.I was frozen, rooted to the spot, and all I could do was stare wide-eyed as Armando—without a flicker of remorse—lowered his gun.When he finally looked up, his expression was as cold as ever. There was no trace of regret, not a single sign that he had even flinched at what he had done. Just that unsettling, nonchalant calmness he always seemed to have. Before I could fully realize what was going on, he began to step toward me, slow and steady.Every instinct screamed at me to back away—to keep a safe distance, so for every step he took forward, I took one back. I wasn’t sure what he intended, and that uncertainty only made me more afraid. But the look in his eyes, they held me like a command that couldn’t be ignored.“Stop.” He said in a low and commanding tone, his voice possessing a force behind it that froze me in my
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ELEANOR The world outside passed in a blur, but I focused on it anyway, hoping it would somehow calm the thoughts racing through my mind. It had been a while since I’d seen the outside world, a while since I’d felt anything close to freedom. The last time I tried to escape didn’t end well. Not only was I found, but also dragged right back to Armando’s mansion like I never even left. It wasn’t exactly something I wanted to relive, especially not now with all the tension and uncertainty hanging in the atmosphere.The silence in the car was heavy, and I wanted to keep it that way. But apparently, Enzo had other ideas.He leaned back against his seat, tilting his head slightly in my direction. “Still giving me that attitude of yours huh?” he said, his voice low but edged with something that made my skin prickle.I didn’t respond, keeping my eyes fixed on the dark blur of the city outside the window. I was in no mood to talk to him, and I hoped he’d take the hint.But of course, he didn’
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ELEANOR“You’re lucky I’m not the kind of man who doesn’t ask for consent,” Armando continued, his tone low but cutting. “Or I’d have had you right here and now without a second thought.”My heart skipped, and my pulse spiked at the subtle threat laced in his voice. I clenched my fists at my sides, forcing myself to breathe. I wouldn’t let him see how his words rattled me, how much they cut straight to the core of my fear.I swallowed hard as he lifted my chin. “You’d end up in jail.“ I shot back, my voice sharper than I felt inside. “And honestly… that doesn’t sound so bad for someone like you.” I added, letting spite creep into my tone.For a second, there was silence. Then Armando let out a low, dangerous laugh—a sound that sent chills down my spine. He tilted his head, his smirk sharp and mocking.“Well,” he said, dragging the word out, “if you want me to go to jail so badly, I might as well use you as my free pass.”He then moved his arm suddenly, bringing it close to my chest in
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ARMANDO The ride back to the mansion was silent, but my head wasn’t. I couldn’t shake the image of Enzo’s face—cold and lifeless—in that bag. It played on a loop in my mind, every detail—the stiffness of his features, the unnatural stillness—etching deeper with each passing second. It wasn’t just grief that gripped me. It was anger—burning, unrelenting anger.I sat in the back seat, staring out at the rain-dotted windows with my jaw clenched so tightly that it ached a bit. The thirst for revenge was clawing at me—demanding I act, but I couldn’t afford to be reckless just yet. The police sniffing around my operations was something I just couldn’t afford at the moment.When the limo pulled into the driveway, Matteo jumped out even before the chauffeur had fully parked. He opened the door for me—holding an umbrella in one hand. “It’s starting to pour boss. Let me—”I waved him off and stepped out into the rain, ignoring the drizzle that quickly turned into a steady downpour. The cold wa
