The phone rang out but no answer. “There is only so much I can take in a day”, Carls ended the call in frustration. “Chill out. What is the problem now?”, Maria asked. There was a white powdery substance on her nose. “Don’t tell me to chill out, junkie. Our guy is not picking up. The Don must have caught him spying”, Carls said fearfully. “You call me a junkie and yet, you like my ideas”, Maria laughed. “You are a drug addict, no doubt. But you’re a much bigger psychopath. That is what I need you for”, he said. “I could say same for you”, she laughed and continued “The show must go on, regardless of who falls on the way to victory.” He felt attacked. “I won’t let you fall”, he said. Maria bursted into a fit of laughter and he stared at her in shock. “Do you think I am that stupid? I know you would drop me the very first chance you get as long as I’m no longer useful. I can’t blame you for that, Carls. Arya is having my Leonardo’s baby and it’s obvious he has gone
Rico watched the cabin from afar. He saw the guards protecting the cabin and he wondered where their spy could be. He decided to call Greg but he didn’t pick up. He wondered if the Don had caught him lurking around. His phone rang and he picked up. “What’s the update?”, Carls voice boomed from the other end of the call. “I just got here and I can’t find Greg”, Rico said. “Then get to work. We don’t need Greg”, Carls retorted. “Yes, boss.” “Good. I errr, I might be busy with stuffs but don’t hesitate to call me. I got a text from Greg a while ago. I tried calling back but he is not picking up”, Carls said. “Same here. I will give you updates, boss”, Rico said and Carls ended the call. Just as he tried to survey his surroundings, he heard a twig breaking not so far from him. He pulled out his gun. “Who’s there?”, he asked but there was no response. Just as he moved from the spot, he saw Greg standing at a distance. “Psst”, he said as he walked closer to Greg.
Arya! No. It could not be. Even though he believed it, his heart dropped to his stomach. He only just got her back. In his arms, his sister shook. It was obvious they both had same thoughts and fear. “Never mind, Don. One of the prisoners tried to escape”, a soldier said. His racing heart slowed down. “What is the problem?”, he asked. “It’s the Greg guy. Should we get rid of him now?”. He shook his head. He intended to get as much information as he could from them. Bianca sighed in relief. “Don’t worry too much. You know your health is still fragile”, he said and frowned in concern. “Like you were not worrying yourself. She’s just as important to me, you know. And so are the babies”, she retorted, trying to hide her tears. He held back his response so as to not hurt her feelings. “You do not have to worry anymore. They are alright now.” “For how long? How long before someone strikes again? I love Arya but she has changed you. I admire it too but these are dange
They got to the hospital and rushed Arya and the babies into their respective wards for thorough medical care. “What was that about, Dr?”, Leonardo pulled Doctor Lucy aside. “Calm down, Don. I think…..” “Don’t test me, Lucy. What was that about?”, he was slowly loosing his restraint. “I think whatever that is happening to her is a mental thing. Her hormones are all over the place right now not to mention her traumatic experiences. She’s okay. She just needs rest and lots of love right now”, Dr. Lucy said. “Are you sure about that?”, he asked. “Yes, Don.” Leonardo nodded and she left to tend to Arya. As he walked towards the room, he received a call. No caller ID. This should be interesting. “Who is this?”, he asked, picking up. “Hey, Don. It’s your love.” The voice was very familiar. He sighed. “Cut the crap, Maria.” “Crap? You call our love crap? I thought you were joking. I thought you wanted me to prove myself worthy of your love. Can you not see the length
“No. How could you say that? Never!”, Arya said. Leonardo turned to Rob. “Give us privacy.” Rob nodded and left the room. “Princess. I know I should not be asking you this but we don’t have a lot of time. Something big is coming and I want us to trash this issue once and for all”, he said and sat on the hospital bed. “I understand but there has to be another way”, she held her babies tightly as she cried. “We have no choice and there is no other way. I promise that nothing bad will happen to our babies. They’d be safe”, he said. They eyes met and she stopped crying. ******************* The couple quickly had to set their plan in motion. The just got to the cell building where Russo, Rico and Fin were held captives. She looked around as they walked into one of the cell. She recognized the man in chains. “I know this man. He works for my father”, she said. “Yes. He does”, Leonardo responded and kicked Rico’s face. “Oh, fuck!”, Rico cursed as he woke up. “Yo
Carls paced around in his secret establishment’s office. Maria had proven to be a bigger distraction than he would ever admit. He had to keep himself in line, in check, especially as he was this close to fulfilling his dreams. Bringing the Don to his knees. All he had to do was wait for Maria to return with the good news and it would be as easy as pie. Speaking of Maria, he admired her drive and mastermind. She knew what she wanted and was not afraid to go for it, no matter the cost. Too bad he had to get rid of her once the deal was done. This was the part of the plan he hated, waiting. He sat on his seat. Calling her in the moment was risky so he refrained from doing so. Rico was not picking up as well. They only had one shot and if they miss- Knock Knock! Yes!! The door opened and Maria stood there with an I-told-you-so smile on her face. “With a smile like that I can only say we were successful”, he started. “Extremely successful”, she said as she walked into the
Carls smiled. Maria was no doubt the best. He began to rethink killing her. Keeping her around would not hurt one bit, after all. One of the babies started crying, and Fin attempted to take him or her out to rock them to sleep. “Don’t do that. I hate babies. Rock the carrier instead”, Maria said. Fin did as he was told and the baby calmed down. “So what is the next step?”, Maria asked Carls. “What else but to make demands to the Don. With his twins here he’d sacrifice anything to get them back”, Carls responded. “Definitely. Do we need to send him a message?”, she asked. “Well, that would have been Rico’s duty but I don’t know where the fuck he is. I don’t want Leonardo to find out about this place”, Carls responded. “Yeah, about that. What is this place, though?”, she asked. A man entered the office. “Boss. The women have been moved to the owner’s location, including children. The disabled are going to be used as organ donors”, he said. Maria looked at Carls
Leonardo stood in the front of the building with Arya between him and Rob. He eyes scanned the area with scrutiny extra concerned for Arya’s safety. His eyes met with hers and his heart broke. Her entire life was about to be shattered by the coming events. “Remember that you won’t come back the same way you go in”, he reminded her. “It’s a good thing then”, she replied and walked into the building, kicking the dead body he knocked down out of the way. He watched as her hips swayed with every step she took and he got lost. She turned around to catch him drooling. “Are you coming?”, she asked. “Yes, Don. You can stare all you want after. The men have given us the signal to in”, Rob said. He was watching Don the whole time. Leonardo shook his head and went after her. Arya’s mind flashed back to their earlier conversation. FLASH BACK She came out of the bathroom to find the baby carriers gone. Her scream brought the nurses into her room. They looked at each other in
ONE YEAR LATER Leonardo watched her from the doorway, his arms folded as a soft smile played on his lips. Arya stood by the crib, gently stroking the twins’ hair until their breathing grew soft and even. A new mother in her element — flourishing. But he knew it wasn’t just because they were finally reunited with their babies. No, there was another weight lifted off her shoulders. Andrea’s body had washed ashore the morning after they returned to Italy. Whoever killed him had clearly found no more use for him. But Leonardo still wondered — was it Vito? He stepped forward, his voice low. “It’s been a year since we got back. The kids are happy, safe, and drowning in all the love we could give them. Are you finally ready for us?” Arya turned, eyes locking with his in that way that always made him feel like the only man in the world. “More than anything, Leo. I love our family — but throwing parties, decorating, smiling at guests — that’s not what I want to do with my life.” His smile
Arya placed her thumb against the sharp metal protruding from the mirror’s hidden safe. The prick was sharp and quick, a bead of blood welling up instantly. The metal retracted with a soft mechanical hiss, followed by a deep click as ancient locks gave way. The door of the safe creaked open, revealing what lay inside.Her breath caught.An old, thick book, its leather cover worn but unnaturally strong, sat beside a small, sleek device. The contrast between them — one ancient, the other unnervingly advanced — sent a chill through Arya’s spine.Isabel’s breath hitched. “I thought that was destroyed during the final battle between the Order and the Sisterhood — over fifty years ago.”Arya’s fingers hovered over the objects. “What exactly is it?”Dolores stepped forward, her face grim. “It’s a weapon. That device can override every military system on earth. Nukes, missiles, satellites — you name it. With the right codes, you could trigger wars from this room. The book holds those codes, a
The silence after Henry’s death was suffocating. Leonardo and Arya stood over his body, blood painting their hands and faces, their breath ragged and uneven. The room was littered with corpses, a battlefield stained with loyalty and betrayal.Ricardo and Roberto had finished off the remaining men, but Isabel barely had a moment to breathe before a rough hand seized her arm.“Let go of me!” Isabel struggled, but the man twisted her arm behind her back, dragging her toward the far end of the room. Leonardo’s gun snapped up, finger curling around the trigger — but before anyone could react, a single, sharp gunshot rang out.The man crumpled at Isabel’s feet, blood pouring from a hole between his eyes.Dolores stood a few feet away, smoke curling from her pistol. Her expression was calm, but her eyes betrayed years of unresolved rage. “No one touches another woman in front of me again.”Isabel stumbled into Arya’s arms, trembling. “It’s over,” Arya whispered. “You’re safe now.”But then A
“You remind me of him…” Andreas’ voice slithered through the tension like a blade through silk. Leonardo didn’t move, didn’t lower his gun. His heart was a hammer against his ribs, but his hand was steady, aimed straight at Andreas’ head. And yet, the Pope only smiled. “Vito. Your grandfather. You have his temper… his instincts.” A pause, measured, deliberate. Then, softer—“His arrogance.” “You were close to him,” Leonardo said. His voice was steady, but inside, something twisted. Andreas smiled. “Closer than you think. He would have been proud of you, Leonardo. If only he were still alive.” Leonardo’s jaw tensed. Andreas had been a ghost from his past, a man he had once admired, a mentor in a strange way. And now, he was standing against him, speaking about his grandfather as if— He didn’t have time to unpack it. Because in the next second, Ricardo’s gun cracked, the shot echoing through the chamber. Leonardo had silently given the signal, and Ricardo took the sh
Arya could barely believe her ears. None of this made sense. Isabel coming to this town had been a coincidence.Hadn’t it?Her pulse hammered in her ears, drowning out the distant creaks of the ancient walls.“Isabel having Adriana? Her coming here? You’re spewing nonsense,” Arya said, her voice sharper than she intended.Henry smirked. “I am here to ensure my predecessors’ wishes are met. Of course, her coming here wasn’t a coincidence. Neither was Stanley getting her pregnant. We ruined your life in ways that would bring you here. Not that we had to try too hard—Stanley was more than happy to do it and didn’t even come back for his pay.”Isabel gasped, her breath hitching. “Wha—”“I beg you, Isabel.” Henry’s voice turned colder, almost bored. “Don’t speak until you’re spoken to. Now that I’m no longer pretending, I can admit—I never could tolerate you. Always rushing to do the right thing for the church, as if doing good has ever brought you good luck.”Leonardo stepped forward, his
A second of stunned silence stretched between them. Then, as if a trigger had been pulled, everyone moved at once. Ricardo’s hand flew to his gun. Leonardo stepped protectively in front of Arya. Dolores unsheathed a hidden dagger from her belt, while Isabel squared her stance, ready for a fight. Roberto cocked his pistol, finger already on the trigger. But Henry didn’t flinch. Instead, he smiled. And then—the ground shook. A deep, guttural rumble echoed through the underground chamber, vibrating up their legs. Dust rained from the ceiling. The ancient stone beneath their feet groaned, as if something massive had just shifted deep within the earth. For a fraction of a second, everyone hesitated. And that was all Henry needed. A single, sharp whistle left his lips. A sniper’s laser appeared—red and deadly—right over Arya’s forehead. Leonardo’s stomach dropped. “Ah-ah,” Henry tutted, raising a single finger. “You know, I’d really rather not get blood all over these nic
Arya, Leonardo, Ricardo, Roberto, Isabel, Dolores, and Penelope, along with several others, entered the underground hideout and saw that Henry had already opened a secret door.“He left the door open for us to follow him? He’s either an egotistical moron or just plain stupid,” Leonardo said.Isabel was horrified. “I never even knew about this secret door—right here, in the very room where I trained my girls.”“Henry comes from a line of corrupt priests, each one worse than the last. They’ve been pitting you all against each other for years. Of course, he knew more than he let on,” Ricardo said.Penelope placed a comforting hand on Isabel’s shoulder.Dolores didn’t pause—she kept moving through the secret passage, and the others followed. The walkway was dimly lit by old, slow-burning lanterns, their glass clouded with dust. Cobwebs hung in thick strands, untouched for what must have been decades. The walls were covered in strange symbols, a forgotten language carved into the stone.“I
Smoke and dust hung thick in the air, swirling through the ruined convent like ghosts mourning the dead. The scent of burning wood mixed with the coppery tang of blood. The once-pristine courtyard was unrecognizable—bodies lay strewn across the stone floor, habits stained red, fingers still curled around the weapons they had fought with. Bullet holes riddled the chapel walls, and shattered stained-glass windows cast fragmented colors onto the carnage below. Flames crackled in the distance, devouring part of the east wing, their light flickering like dying prayers. Arya stepped over a body, careful not to let her boots slip on the slickness of fresh blood. She felt Leonardo’s presence beside her, solid and tense. Roberto and Ricardo moved with weapons drawn, scanning for any remaining threats. But the battle, for now, had paused. The dead had no more fight left in them. And in the heart of it all stood Isabel. She was drenched in blood, her gray-streaked hair matted with sweat. A
The doctor finished his examination, checking Leonardo’s pulse, pupils, and responsiveness. He pressed against his wrist, watching the steady beat, then moved a small flashlight across his eyes. Leonardo tolerated the prodding in silence, though his body ached from days of inactivity. Finally, the doctor stepped back and exhaled. “He seems clean. The drug is out of his system.” Arya sagged, as if the weight she had carried for days had been lifted just enough for her to breathe again. Her hands, which had been gripping the sheets so tightly her knuckles turned white, finally loosened. “Thank you, Doctor,” she said, her voice raw. The doctor gave her a small nod. “He may still experience some lingering effects—fatigue, confusion, maybe even nightmares—but the worst of it is over. His body will adjust in time.” Leonardo listened, barely absorbing the words. His mind was already moving forward, pushing past the haze of the last few days. He had woken up and gone back under so