"Even though you're not formally married yet, I want to give you a warm and sincere welcome to the family," Gemma said honestly and smiled at me. "I hope we become great friends, the best sisters-in-law, and that we can team up to make my brother's life fun." That caused a lot of laughter. "This gesture is incredible," my mother said. "It's beautiful, Alessio." "Every woman who wears this necklace has power over the Camorra," he explained, and I felt like something momentous was happening. "From today, all men obey her orders." "That's..." If my mother didn't know what to say, neither did I. Hiro remained silent but alert, whereas my father looked completely happy, as if he had been waiting for this his whole life, as if it had been his plan from the beginning. I looked at him with narrowed eyes, which made him tone it down, but we continued celebrating. It was a big reason to do so, but despite everything that had been promised that night, I felt a tremendous unease that left m
"All right, let's read the prenuptial agreements," I said to Amaya, Hiro, and Hiroshi, who were with two lawyers. "In mine, it states that in case of separation, she would receive an annual alimony of one million dollars. In the event of my death, she will receive exactly the same amount. And in case we have children, they will receive a substantial allowance and will be the heirs to the Milano fortune. Other than that, she cannot make any claims on my properties, except for those stipulated in the document, which will be a gift to her." "Why is there a separation agreement?" Hiroshi asked with a furrowed brow. "Because that's what prenuptial agreements are based on, right?" I replied jokingly. "Yes, but it's something conditional..." "But it's something real that you yourself had drafted," I accused. "Well, in the one that was drafted, in case of separation, you will be given one of the warehouses registered in Amaya's name, as well as one of
It wasn't the reaction I was expecting, especially when she cried even harder, with inconsolable sobbing that prompted Gemma to appear with Pamela, followed by Hiro and Hiroshi, who, upon seeing the room, were surprised and gave me a look of approval. "What's wrong, my love?" Pamela asked, clearly not aware of anything until she saw the room. "Oh my God... this is incredible and very beautiful! Look, Suki, a place like the one you always talked to me about..." Amaya nodded and then, out of nowhere, in the most spontaneous way, she ran and hugged me tightly, causing my sister to give me a thumbs-up, Pamela to smile fondly, and the men to look at me with something on their minds, something I couldn't quite decipher. "This is such a beautiful gesture, Alessio," Pamela said as she watched Amaya not letting go of me. Then I hugged Pamela and gave her a kiss on the head. "It's a very sweet and considerate gesture." "I couldn't take more from her than what I
They never prepare you for your wedding day. And no, I don't mean the nerves, the makeup, the perfect dress, or the entire context surrounding it. What I meant was the fact that no one tells you what it's like when your life changes completely, when you're no longer just yourself, but you're entering into a partnership with someone else, sharing your life with a stranger. I had gotten ready, done my makeup, and was the typical radiant bride who looked fabulous in her wedding dress, which was an amazing design that I loved because it resembled something I had always wished for. Everything was perfect... Except my desire to continue with a complete farce. Except my desire to walk down the aisle toward an uncertain future. Except my desire to marry a stranger. It wasn't a bluff or anything like that; it was just a feeling I was swallowing to spit out as if it were nothing, to beat myself up for the scare of the implications not spelled ou
I looked at Hiro, and he shook his head, answering the unspoken and clear question about what was happening with the man. So, I just had to wait until we reached the chapel. There, with infinite calmness, I got out of the car and waited. My mother held onto me before walking with my brother, and my father extended his arm to me, not without first taking out his phone and sending a message. I didn't know what that would mean, I didn't know what it would unleash, I didn't know what it would imply. Five minutes later, I walked down the aisle. On the groom's side were people who were probably the faces of the most prominent families, the loyal and trusted ones. On my side, there was the Yakuza council, one that had stayed in a hotel controlled and supervised by them. There was trust to negotiate, to sell weapons, and even to exchange power for a daughter. But it was sacrilegious, a mortal sin for them to sleep in the same place as the enemy. It seemed extremely h
I never thought anyone could beat me at my own game, but Hiroshi Yagami had done it with flying colors. He looked at me with a sly smile, then stood up to greet the men, and Amaya had a horrified look on her face. It was as if she hadn't expected this, which told me that I had to stop making decisions for her, but I wouldn't be the one to tell her that. She had to react on her own because even I would end up deciding for her as it suited me. "Welcome, everyone. This union has taken place under the laws of men, but as a gesture to respect our customs and religions, we want to carry out a union that goes beyond, that breaks the mold of everything and is blessed according to our beliefs," Hiroshi requested. "Let's consecrate and elevate this union, so important for our families, a union that will change everything." The damn man was right, and he had taken many more steps than I could admit. He had studied everything, maybe he had investigated beyond that, and something
As night fell, the Camorra members began shouting typical phrases like "to bed!" To my complete surprise, the Yakuza members joined in, and to make matters worse, Amaya panicked. That's why I picked her up and took her to the presidential suite, where I saw her turn as white as a sheet. "Why are you scared?" I asked, concerned. "I... I read about a tradition that the Italian mafias have," she mentioned. "One that I really don't like because... because..." A flash of insight came to me very quickly. "What led you to discover the tradition of the bloody sheets?" I asked directly. "Curiosity... But..." "That's a barbaric tradition practiced only by the Cosa Nostra and is prohibited in the Camorra out of respect for dignity and women's privacy," I explained, seeing immediate relief wash over her face. "The only tradition that remains is going to bed for the newlyweds to enjoy themselves, but since that's not our case, we don't do it... I j
Let's face it: don't stick to expectations. That phrase stuck in my brain, burning as something important, so we finished watching the movies, without talking about it anymore, to the point where I fell asleep and when I woke up, I found Alessio dressing carefully. And with a more than obvious dissimulation, I checked it well, he was without the mask and the scars looked much clearer than the night I saw him putting on the cream. He was a handsome man despite the scars, they were neither grotesque, nor very striking, they were reddish, so they stood out in his slightly broced skin. They were not as large or extensive, but they did cover from his face to more than half of his arm and side. Beyond that, he was a good-looking man, he was tall, athletic and had a butt that felt proportionate. When he put on his pants and shirt, I almost sighed that I couldn't keep watching. It was the first time I had seen a naked man like that, in that way and, althoug
That was what I loved about her, so when the cake came, she got up she took our princeessa. We sang happy birthday in all three languages, we laughed at everything and even encouraged her to dream of a wish, to believe in the future, in what was to come, so I carried her and with all the love in the world I said:“Juliana, you are the most beautiful thing in the world, the most sacred thing I have, and I promise you that I will take care of you, love you and encourage you throughout my life, in the greatest possible way, so that you can be whatever you want, realize your dreams and become the most special person in this world” dije entre lágrimas y eso la hizo abrazarme con fuerza.He loved her more than anything, all of them.We finished the evening and after dealing with a lot of games, we put the kids to bed and Hani said he would keep an eye on them to make sure everything was okay, so we could have that night of escape we needed. One that served to give me a surprise to the very
Surviving a gunshot wound to the damn liver had to be some sort of Guinness World Record or something, what I did know was that I was grateful to God for all the good things He gave me after that. Watching my wife suffer was the worst feeling, so I didn't want to see him, so I swore he would be the best husband, the best person I could be.The process was painful, but it was worth every damn sacrifice to get to the best point of all, to have my family reunited, happy and without wars in between, only peace and happiness, we deserved it more than anything in the world.How do we reach them?Ima was arrested by the FBI, Nyoko could not carry the blame, but the fact of being killed by her own daughter must mean something, it must mean something beyond the nefarious part die, something that undoubtedly did not wish my worst enemy, however, the world was the world, Life was life and the twists of fate could put everything in place.Together with the FBI we dissolved the corrupt clan of the
"No... You just used me," I accused him with anger welling up in every bit of my system, "I was just one more transaction for your revenge and now, if I'm pregnant... I have to live this pregnancy in the middle of a disaster, in the middle of stress, in the middle of the constant fear that my baby will be known to be a target," I told her with a cascade of tears rolling down my eyes. Nothing is right, I didn't want to bring a child into the world in these conditions, I didn't want to have a child with you, I didn't want to...I alone could not take it anymore and the accumulated, the stress, the compendio collapsed me to a level that I fell on the floor and I started crying long and straight. He, against my will, bent down to box me into his arms, in an attempt to give me a comfort that I was late and that he was torturing me in a way far worse than everything else."I'm going to protect you; I'm going to protect them."I hate you," I said in response to his empty promise despite bein
Two full days passed before my brother came to bring me news about what was happening. After seeing what happened to the Russians, I couldn't help but feel completely out of sorts, deeply concerned, and imagining the great disaster that had occurred after the Russians."Father had a heart attack," he said, and I felt like my heart was going to stop. "He's stable, but he needed open-heart surgery because he had valve complications.""Oh, my gods, he...""He didn't send you to be killed with Paola," he admitted, and I felt immense relief and shame simultaneously. "Believe it or not, you are that man's greatest treasure, so much so that it seems like he doesn't care about us.""I...""Our father loves you, and he tried to do something to win your mother back because she left him," he continued sharply, and I felt like the world was spinning, the puzzle pieces scattered randomly on the table. "Pamela left him; she told me during a moment when she felt terrible and drank like she hadn't in
"What the hell is that about?" My father-in-law asked when he saw his daughter.He saw me and realized my surprise, then he looked at Dante who saw him with a frown, totally annoyed to the point of losing his patience completely, as if more than rage in anger, he was at a point of complete pain, of total anger with which he did not want to deal, but which touched him given the events.In these meetings they made agreements in which they arranged several, things and unfortunately only they have the knowledge of what they did, but it is obvious that the Yakuza had direct or indirect participation with it.—Kore wa fukanōdesu, machigai ga aru ni chigai arimasen..."I'm afraid there isn't Hiroshi, your daughter has a hand in this, but only they can answer us," Dante said earnestly. We want to know exactly what they collaborated on and where the girls who were moving along the routes came from.The Chechens drew their weapons on the spot, that made all the rest of us draw ours in response,
"You're not going to get away with this. You've done the worst to keep her safe, and you've exposed her in the worst way possible," I snapped angrily. "But you'll have to deal with it; you'll have to face the damn consequences of your actions.""I won't be the only one. I'll make you pay for everything, absolutely everything, and there won't be a trace of you left to bury," I threatened, and she easily broke free from me.She pushed me away and positioned herself to leave as if nothing had happened. When I walked out minutes later, the mafia bosses were gathered to make a toast, the cream of the underworld, people who did very bad things for their own benefit, people who needed to be reminded of the rules so they wouldn't dare to go against a foundation that provided us with certain advantages. Dante was a fair man, but very deadly, so being on his bad side was not a good thing, not at all, and that was why everyone pretended to be calm."Welcome, everyone, to this charity gala, a gat
"Everything will be fine," said my brother, and I didn't believe it, not for a measly second.Things would no longer be the same, the world would never be the same, I would end up swallowed, hurt, desperate and with my heart on the surface, with my fist holding my perennial anger. Betrayal tasted acidic, betrayal tasted bad, and everything was at such a pathetic point that I just wanted to hide forever and never come back, never see anyone again, never feel anything again.*****I was in a house on Long Island when night came. Surprisingly, my brother was very good at hiding people, information and so on, he didn't say much when I told him what I heard, the fact that my husband had used me as cattle for breeding, that my Dai hinted that my father had me killed, as well as the will.He just listened very patiently before sighing deeply and telling me:"The best thing is that you sleep, tomorrow I will bring you something for the discomfort and pregnancy tests to be sure that what happe
"The Russian's wife is very warm, while the Chechen's daughters are troublesome," Alissa told us, and Gemma and I nodded. "The men are much more careful, more respectful, but the thing here is that if they think you're giving them the slightest opening, they'll want to try their luck. That's what led Dante to break one of the Chechens' hands, and since then, they are forbidden to come within five meters of me.""That doesn't sound good at all," I said with some concern. "But I'll play dumb to see what I can pick up. People tend to talk a lot when they think you don't understand them."And that was a truth I had unfortunately experienced firsthand, a truth that had made things a bit awkward at times in my life, like the time I caught the Spanish teacher calling us idiots, or the time an old Karate instructor unabashedly called us pieces of pig crap.When I told my father about it, he pulled me out of that Dojo, and three weeks later, they closed it down for something I had no idea abou
"I think my sister disappeared because it was a highlight, I have the feeling that something discovered and something to say to my father to ask for help, they were going to make big changes and decided to kill us all, but luckily neither I nor Gemma were there," I said tiredly. They wanted to eliminate us, and since I'm a nuisance, they're messing with everything, what doesn't fit me at all is how those mafias that were previously our friends with the Yakuza related to that picturesque story of man and woman... It's too much."From what your brother discovered, something heavy, something completely large that caused a stir with everything," Dante said. And... I think I have an idea of how it could have happened.I frowned, then he pulled out a lot of folders that the damn FBI provided, folders that he used against us without going over the line. He opened the folder and handed me some pictures of a place: Venus."This was a center of domination and submission attended by many people