"Let's cut the bullshit, shall we?" Marco Russo's voice was cold as steel as he settled into the armchair, his eyes never leaving Luca's face. "You've caused me quite a bit of trouble, Moretti."Luca remained standing, his body tense like a coiled spring. "The feeling's mutual, old man."Sofia stood between them, her heart racing. She could feel the tension crackling in the air, thick enough to cut with a knife. "Both of you, please," she said, trying to keep her voice steady. "We need to talk this out."Marco's eyes flicked to his daughter, a sardonic smile playing at his lips. "Talk? And what exactly do you think there is to discuss, cara mia? The fact that you've betrayed your family for this... thug?"Sofia felt Luca stiffen behind her, could almost feel the anger radiating off him in waves. She reached back, her hand finding his, squeezing gently. A silent reminder: stay calm."I haven't betrayed anyone," Sofia said, meeting her father's gaze steadily. "I'm trying to stop this wa
"Rise and shine, lovebirds!" Giulia's voice, far too cheerful for the early hour, cut through Sofia's peaceful slumber. "We've got an empire to rebuild."Sofia groaned, burying her face deeper into Luca's chest. She felt his arms tighten around her, his lips pressing a soft kiss to her forehead."Five more minutes," Luca grumbled, his voice rough with sleep.Giulia's laughter rang out. "No can do, fratello. The vultures are circling, and we need to make our move before they pick us clean."Sofia reluctantly opened her eyes, blinking against the sunlight streaming through the windows. Giulia stood at the foot of the bed, arms crossed, an amused smirk playing at her lips."I'd say I'm sorry to interrupt, but..." Giulia's eyes twinkled mischievously. "Actually, no, I'm not sorry at all. It's about time you two got your acts together."Sofia felt her cheeks flush as she sat up, clutching the sheet to her chest. Luca, seemingly unbothered by his sister's presence, stretched languidly besid
The sleek black SUV rolled to a stop in front of an imposing warehouse on the outskirts of the city. Sofia took a deep breath, steadying her nerves as she glanced at Luca in the driver's seat. His jaw was set, eyes focused ahead with an intensity that both thrilled and terrified her."Ready?" Luca asked, his voice low and steady.Sofia nodded, straightening her blazer. "As I'll ever be."They exited the vehicle, flanked by Giulia and two of Luca's most trusted guards. The warehouse loomed before them, its weathered exterior belying the high-stakes meeting about to take place inside.As they approached the entrance, a burly man stepped forward, his hand resting on the gun at his hip. "Weapons," he grunted.Luca's eyes narrowed. "You know the rules, Antonio. We keep our pieces."Antonio's lip curled into a sneer. "New management, new rules. Hand 'em over or turn around."Sofia felt the tension radiating from Luca. She placed a gentle hand on his arm, feeling the corded muscles beneath h
The soft glow of dawn was just beginning to stretch across the sky as Sofia awoke, her body nestled against Luca's warm chest. For a moment, she allowed herself to bask in the peace of the early morning, listening to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat.But reality soon intruded, bringing with it the weight of their current predicament. Detective Torres' words from the previous day echoed in her mind, a persistent reminder of the dangers they faced.Sofia carefully extricated herself from Luca's embrace, padding quietly to the bathroom. As she splashed cold water on her face, she studied her reflection in the mirror. The woman staring back at her was a far cry from the idealistic lawyer she'd been just weeks ago.A soft knock on the door startled her from her reverie."Sofia?" Luca's voice was rough with sleep. "Everything okay?"She opened the door, offering him a small smile. "Just thinking," she replied, leaning against the doorframe.Luca's eyes, still heavy-lidded from sleep, sear
The antiseptic smell of the hospital assaulted Sofia's senses as they walked through the sliding doors. The fluorescent lights cast a harsh glow over everything, making the world feel surreal and slightly off-kilter. Luca's hand on the small of her back was the only thing keeping her grounded.Elena led the way to the intensive care unit, her medical credentials allowing them to bypass the usual visitor restrictions. As they approached the nurses' station, a familiar voice called out."Well, well. The prodigal daughter returns."Sofia turned to see her older brother, Antonio, leaning against the wall. His eyes were bloodshot, his usually impeccable suit rumpled. The sight of him sent a pang through Sofia's heart – a reminder of the family she'd left behind."Antonio," she said, her voice carefully neutral. "How is he?"Antonio's laugh was bitter. "Oh, now you care? Where were you when he needed you, Sofia? Off playing house with the enemy?"Luca tensed beside her, but Sofia placed a r
The safe house was a flurry of activity when Sofia and Elena arrived. Giulia had assembled a team of lawyers, hackers, and what Sofia could only assume were some of Luca's most trusted associates. The air crackled with tension and purpose.Giulia looked up as they entered, relief evident in her eyes. "Thank God you're here," she said, pulling Sofia into a quick hug. "We've got a lot to cover and not much time."Sofia nodded, her lawyer's mind already kicking into high gear. "What do we know so far?"A tall, lean man with salt-and-pepper hair stepped forward. "Detective Torres is building her case on circumstantial evidence and a supposed eyewitness," he said, his voice gravelly. "We're working on discrediting both.""Sofia, this is Vincent," Giulia introduced. "He's our head of security and... information acquisition."Sofia understood the implication. Vincent was likely the one responsible for much of the dirt they had on their enemies. She filed that information away for later."Wha
The hospital corridors seemed longer and more oppressive than Sofia remembered as she made her way to her father's room. Vincent walked a few paces behind her, a silent but reassuring presence.As they approached Marco Russo's room, Sofia paused, her hand on the door handle. She took a deep breath, steeling herself for what was to come."I'll be right out here," Vincent murmured, taking up a position by the door.Sofia nodded, grateful for his support, and pushed the door open.The sight of her father, propped up in the hospital bed, hit her like a physical blow. Marco Russo had always been a larger-than-life figure in Sofia's eyes - powerful, intimidating, untouchable. Now, he looked small and fragile, his skin pale against the white sheets.His eyes lit up as she entered. "Sofia," he rasped, his voice weak but filled with warmth. "My little girl. You came."For a moment, Sofia felt like a child again, wanting nothing more than to run to her father's side and be comforted. But she fo
"Careful with that, it might be rigged," Vincent warned as Sofia reached for the handle of Luca's office safe.Sofia paused, her hand hovering inches from the cold metal. The office was dark, illuminated only by the city lights filtering through the floor-to-ceiling windows. Every shadow seemed to hold a potential threat."You really think Luca would booby-trap his own safe?" she asked, glancing back at Vincent.He shrugged, eyes scanning the room. "In our world, you can never be too careful. Especially now."Sofia nodded, turning back to the safe. She input the code Luca had given her during their coded conversation at the detention center. With a soft click, the door swung open.Inside, nestled among stacks of cash and various documents, was a single USB drive."This has to be it," Sofia murmured, reaching for the device.Suddenly, the lights flicked on. Sofia and Vincent whirled around to find Detective Anna Torres standing in the doorway, gun drawn."Step away from the safe, Ms. R