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The Heart of the Mafia Twin Artemis and Allie Again
Allie was seated at the counter, her fingers quickly flipping through the pages of the café’s accounting books. She was nearly done with her monthly earnings report, a task she had done countless times before, but tonight, she felt more exhausted than usual. Maybe it was because Klarisse wasn’t around as much, or perhaps it was just the weight of responsibility pressing down on her shoulders. Either way, she was more than ready to call it a night. Then, the doorbell chimed. At first, she didn’t look up, assuming it was just a late customer hoping for a last-minute coffee. But when she finally lifted her gaze, her breath hitched slightly. Artemis. Standing tall in the doorway, dressed in a sharp black suit that made him look effortlessly sophisticated, he exuded confidence. His presence alone shifted the atmosphere of the café, drawing attention without even trying. Allie blinked, momentarily stunned. Klarisse hadn’t mentioned that Artemis would be stopping by. In fact, Klarisse h
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-02-13The Heart of the Mafia Twin Allie’s Past
The Fowl Estate was unusually quiet that afternoon. Klarisse sat on the patio, gently rocking one of the twins in her arms while the other napped inside under the watchful eye of their nanny. A soft breeze rustled the leaves of the garden, offering a sense of peace—something she rarely got these days. With Alexander busy handling a road project and her parents doting over the twins, she finally had a moment to herself. That was until the unexpected guest arrived. Artemis Robinson. Klarisse had just taken a sip of her iced tea when she saw him walking toward her, his signature confident stride making it clear he wasn’t just here for a casual visit. She raised an eyebrow as he approached. “Artemis. Didn’t expect to see you here.” “I hope I’m not interrupting,” he said, stopping just short of the patio. Klarisse smiled knowingly. “You wouldn’t care even if you were.” Artemis chuckled. “Fair point.” He glanced down at the sleeping baby in her arms. “I see the little ones are keepin
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-02-14The Heart of the Mafia Twin Artemis Pondering
Artemis drove through the city streets, his grip firm on the steering wheel, yet his mind far from the road ahead. The city lights blurred in his vision as Klarisse’s words echoed in his head. *"She was orphaned at a young age... no family to call her own... bounced from one foster home to another..."* His jaw clenched. He had always sensed there was more to Allie than what she let on. She was sharp, independent, and resilient—traits that only came from surviving hardship. But now, knowing the full extent of her past, he understood why he was drawn to her. Because in many ways, she was just like him. The realization settled heavily in his chest as he pulled into the hotel’s parking lot. He turned off the engine but made no move to leave the car. Instead, he leaned back against the headrest, staring blankly at the roof of his vehicle, allowing himself to process everything. For most of his life, Artemis had felt like an outsider. Even before he discovered the truth about his adopt
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-02-15The Heart of the Mafia Twin Night Call
Artemis sat on the balcony of his hotel suite, the city stretching out before him in a sea of twinkling lights. A glass of whiskey sat untouched on the table beside him, his phone resting in his hand. He had been staring at the screen for the past ten minutes, his thumb hovering over Allie’s contact. Artemis Robinson was not the kind of man who hesitated. In business, in life, and especially in matters of the heart, he had always been decisive. But as he sat in his hotel suite, staring at his phone with Allie’s contact name on the screen, he found himself pausing. It was past ten at night. Would she even pick up? Would she even *want* to hear from him? He exhaled sharply and shook his head. *Since when do I second-guess myself?* He smirked bitterly, realizing that Allie was already affecting him in ways no one else ever had. Why was this so difficult? He had made countless business calls, brokered million-dollar deals, and faced ruthless competitors without breaking a sweat. And
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-02-16The Heart of the Mafia Twin Family Advices
The morning sun cast a golden glow over the Robinson Mansion, illuminating the grand estate in a way that made it feel even more like the powerful empire it was. But inside, the warmth of the morning light was nothing compared to the rare moment of brotherly bonding happening in the study. Artemis Robinson had arrived early, an unusual occurrence for him. He wasn't typically one for family discussions, preferring to keep his thoughts and feelings to himself. But today was different. Today, he had something important to talk about. Alexander sat across from him, his arms crossed, an amused smirk playing on his lips. Klarisse was beside him, sipping her morning tea, her expression a mix of curiosity and knowing. “So let me get this straight,” Alexander said, leaning forward. “You came all the way here, first thing in the morning, to ask for *dating advice*?” Artemis scoffed, running a hand through his dark hair. “I wouldn’t call it *asking for advice* exactly. More like… discussing
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-02-17The Heart of the Mafia Twin The Date
Artemis stepped out of his sleek black car, adjusting his cufflinks as he glanced at his watch. *6:59 PM—perfect timing.* He had told Allie he would pick her up at seven, and he had no intention of being late. His nerves were something new to him. He was used to confidence, to having control over every situation, especially when it came to women. But this was different. This wasn’t just a casual date—it was Allie. And for the first time in a long time, he actually cared about making a good impression. Taking a deep breath, he stepped inside Klarisse’s café. The familiar scent of freshly brewed coffee and baked pastries filled the air. The café was quieter at this hour, with only a few customers lingering. Allie was behind the counter, wiping down the espresso machine. She wore a simple yet flattering navy blue dress, her long brown hair falling in soft waves over her shoulders. When she noticed him, she smirked. “You’re punctual. I’ll give you that.” Artemis chuckled. “I told you
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-02-18The Heart of the Mafia Twin Marconi Shadows
The sun cast long shadows over the exclusive golf course, the pristine green stretching endlessly under the warm afternoon sky. Valentin Marconi stood on the edge of the course, dressed in a tailored golf outfit, yet his mind was far from the game. He tapped his club against his shoe absently as he watched his business associate take a swing, sending the golf ball flying across the open field. Beside him stood Enrico D’Angelo, the head of another powerful mafia family. Unlike Marconi, Enrico had no interest in golf, but he understood the importance of playing along with the charade. Here, among the wealthiest businessmen and politicians, deals were made under the guise of harmless sportsmanship. Marconi exhaled slowly, eyes narrowed. “Artemis Robinson… he wasn’t supposed to come back.” Enrico took a sip of his whiskey, his eyes sharp beneath the brim of his expensive hat. “Things don’t always go according to plan, Valentin. You should know that by now.” Marconi clenched his jaw. “
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-02-19The Heart of the Mafia Twin Alan Fowl Investigates
The dimly lit study in Alan Fowl’s private estate was filled with the scent of old books, mahogany, and the faint aroma of cigar smoke from years past. The room, usually a haven for solitude and quiet contemplation, now held an air of urgency. Alexander Robinson sat across from Alan, his sharp gaze locked onto the older man, waiting for him to speak. The tension was palpable, the weight of whatever Alan had uncovered pressing heavily between them. Alan, dressed in his signature tailored suit, poured himself a glass of bourbon before gesturing toward Alexander, offering him a drink. Alexander shook his head, his focus unwavering. “I didn’t ask you here for pleasantries, Alexander,” Alan said, taking a slow sip. “I asked you here because of Artemis.” Alexander leaned forward, resting his forearms on his knees. “What about him?” Alan exhaled sharply. “I know you and Klarisse have made an effort to bring him back into the fold. I understand your family’s wish to make amends. But you
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The Heart of the Mafia Twin Shadows Over Still Waters
The canals of Venice were quieter in the winter. Mists clung to the narrow alleyways like old secrets, and the silence that hung over the lagoon seemed sacred—untouched by the chaos that once roared through these ancient stone paths.It was here, on the edge of the lesser-known district of San Pietro di Castello, where **Valentin Marconi** had chosen to disappear. Not out of shame, but perhaps out of exhaustion. Grief had a way of silencing even the proudest names.The motorboat came quietly through the fog, its engine barely a whisper against the lapping water. Inside sat **Bronson Robinson** and **Alan Fowl**, their expressions sober as they approached the villa surrounded by overgrown cypress trees and guarded only by time and distance. No guards. No entourage. Just an unspoken understanding between old men who had outlived too much.Valentin was waiting for them. He stood on the balcony overlooking the canal, a cane in one hand, a glass of amaro in the other. His silver hair was t
The Heart of the Mafia Twin Soft Openings and Full Hearts
The scent of freshly brewed coffee wafted out onto the cobbled street, mingling with the warm mid-morning sun. The soft hum of chatter, the clinking of cups, and the occasional burst of laughter filled the air, a soothing balm after months of chaos and pain. The name—“Clara & Co.”—was painted above the counter in Allie’s own handwriting. A tribute to Klarisse, but also a quiet declaration of independence, had finally opened its doors for a quiet soft launch.It wasn’t a grand affair. There were no streamers, no major announcements. But for everyone who walked through those glass-paned doors, it was clear something special had taken root.Klarisse stood behind the counter, helping the barista learn the flow of orders. Her hands were deft, her movements calm—every motion reminding her of the early days when she and Allie used to dream of a place like this over late-night shifts and greasy diner food. Now, they were here. Together. Building something beautiful.Allie emerged from the bac
The Heart of the Mafia Twin Blueprints and Beginnings
The late afternoon sun bathed the quiet Venice street in gold, casting long shadows across the cobblestones. The building Allie had chosen wasn’t much yet—just a stone façade with boarded windows and ivy curling stubbornly around the frame. But where others might see a forgotten corner of the city, she saw potential.She sat across the street on a bench, sketchpad resting on her lap, pencil dancing lightly as she worked on the outlines of what the place could become. Her lips were slightly pursed in concentration, hair pulled into a messy knot, a coffee beside her now going cold. In her mind, the empty space had already transformed—soft pastels, arched windows, a hand-painted sign that read **“Clara & Co.”**Named not after herself, but as a nod to **Klarisse**—the friend who had once handed her an apron and said, “Just try. You’ll find you love it.”This café would be her own branch of Klarisse’s beloved shop, and Allie already imagined the menu, the soft clinking of teacups, the sme
The Heart of the Mafia Twin Where It All Began Again
The countryside rolled out before them in soft waves of green and gold, olive trees scattered like gentle sentinels across the hills. The villa stood like a warm promise—sunlit walls, terracotta roof tiles, and pale curtains fluttering at the open windows. Not opulent. Not defensive. Just... home.Klarisse stepped out of the car, her hand loosely gripping her daughter’s while Alexander carried their son in his arms, the toddler already pointing excitedly at the garden.“Mommy! Look, trees!” the boy exclaimed.Klarisse smiled, brushing back her daughter’s wind-blown curls as she murmured, “Yes, baby. So many trees.”They crossed the small stone path leading to the wide front steps. The air was fresh, the kind of quiet that invited stillness instead of pressing it upon you.Alex unlocked the door and gestured for them to go in first. “This is it,” he said simply.Inside, the villa was open and full of light. Large windows let the sunlight stream into a spacious living room that smelled
The Heart of the Mafia Twin A Place for Us
It started with a quiet morning.The twins were still asleep, tangled up in a nest of blankets and stuffed animals in the nursery suite. Klarisse had stepped out early for a walk with Kareen, leaving the estate unusually still. And in that silence, Alexander Robinson stood in the study with a blueprint spread across the desk.It was a property. A villa just on the edge of Venice—away from the noise and legacy of the Robinson estate, but close enough to feel connected to home.It wasn’t grand. Not by his family’s standards. But it was bright, surrounded by olive trees, with tall windows and a garden that would be perfect for growing wildflowers and a swing set for the twins.He traced the lines of the house with his finger, imagining it filled with laughter and warmth. A place not defined by old wounds, power, or politics—but by love. A place for healing. For them.For Klarisse.For the first time in weeks, he felt nervous in a way that had nothing to do with danger or strategy. This w
The Heart of the Mafia Twin After the Storm
The days that followed the wedding seemed to drift by like the slow current of the Venetian canals. With Luca’s downfall firmly in the past, the families were finally beginning to breathe—really breathe—for the first time in months. There were no whispers of war, no looming threats. Just silence. Just peace.It was a strange sensation.And in that silence, each of them began to reckon with the scars they carried—some visible, most not.---KlarisseThe garden behind the Robinson estate had become Klarisse’s refuge.The twins were playing in the distance, their laughter echoing like music through the hedges. She sat beneath the shade of a lemon tree, a book open in her lap but unread. Her thoughts wandered far from the printed words.She still dreamt of that room sometimes—the one Luca left her in. The cold floor. The flickering monitor. Alex's face as he chose someone else.But those dreams didn’t hold the same power they used to. Not since the wedding.Allie had said something that s
The Heart of the Mafia Twin The First Dance
The sun had begun to dip behind the Venetian skyline, casting a golden hue over the waters that shimmered in quiet celebration. The courtyard outside the Robinson estate had been transformed into something out of a dream—soft lights strung across olive trees, long tables draped with ivory linen, and floral centerpieces that echoed the chapel’s quiet elegance.It was a wedding unlike any other, not because of grandeur, but because of the people who filled the space—warriors who had survived storms, families that had known loss and loyalty, love that had been forged through fire. Now, they all gathered to celebrate something rare and sacred: peace.Laughter mingled with the gentle notes of live jazz that played from the corner of the garden, where a small band swayed to their own rhythm. Glasses clinked. Plates were passed around. Children danced between chairs, their giggles like chimes in the evening air.At the center of it all sat Artemis and Allie—finally able to breathe.Allie, st
The Heart of the Mafia Twin The Moment
The chapel stood as a picture of timeless elegance—high arched ceilings adorned with soft ivory flowers, pews lined with garlands of eucalyptus and roses, and candlelight casting a golden glow that made everything feel touched by magic. There was a hush in the air, the kind of reverent stillness that wrapped around everyone as they took their seats, waiting for something sacred to begin.Artemis Valen stood at the front, his hands clasped behind his back, every inch of him polished and regal in his tailored charcoal suit. But even as the strong face of a mafia heir, his eyes betrayed him. They searched the entrance again and again, restless, expectant. The man who commanded operations with a single nod now seemed like he was barely holding it together.Alexander stood beside him, proud and composed in his role as best man. His hand occasionally patted Artemis’s shoulder, grounding him. He leaned in, speaking low enough for only his brother to hear.“You’re not going to faint, are you?
The Heart of the Mafia Twin In the Quiet Before the Vows
The morning sunlight filtered through the lace-curtained windows of the Robinson estate’s bridal suite, painting delicate patterns on the floor. The house was filled with movement—florists arranging centerpieces, chefs preparing hors d’oeuvres, staff bustling about in well-rehearsed harmony. But inside the suite, there was a hush, as if the whole world had paused to take a breath.Allie stood before the mirror, wrapped in a silky white robe, her hair half-curled, makeup just beginning. Her dress hung nearby—sleek, elegant, with a train that whispered stories of power and grace.Klarisse knelt at Allie’s feet, gently sliding on the wedding shoes—blush-colored satin heels with tiny crystals stitched along the sides. She looked up at her best friend, smiling faintly.“Still fits,” Klarisse teased lightly, adjusting the buckle.Allie laughed softly. “You doubted me?”“I’ve seen how much cake you’ve stress-eaten this past week.”“I will *not* be shamed on my wedding day,” Allie replied wit
