Pretty Please?

Althaia

Mother wasn’t happy.

In fact, my mother was mad.

She became so enraged that she stumbled over the English words and had to switch to Greek. And that was how you knew she was mad when she had to switch languages. She wasn’t that angry about me not coming back; she was furious that Cara had ‘forgotten’ to mention that she was marrying into the Famiglia di Bellavia. It was apparently a big deal because she started yelling and cursing Cara’s father, then she cursed my father for allowing this to happen.

I, on the other hand, knew nothing about Famiglia di Bellavia. So, I did some digging with a G****e search. And it turned out they were rich and powerful as fuck. Like next level shit.

They owned all sorts of businesses, including hotels, nightclubs, and casinos. Mind you, that was the legal part of their businesses. The other part? Well, they controlled everything from the street-corner drug trade to the highest levels of government. Obviously, there was no concrete evidence t