The confrontation

CHAPTER 11

Alex's pov

The flight from Toronto to Naples stretched on, but sleep was impossible. The threat still echoed in my mind, pulsing with the steady rhythm of my heartbeat: Alice.Marcus Dared to threaten her life, like she was just another pawn in his endless game. This time, he'd gone too far.

Naples greeted me with its deceptive charm, bright and chaotic in the early dawn. But beneath the city's beauty lay a darkness, and Marcus thrived in that underworld. He'd built the largest gambling ring in Italy, trapping desperate souls with debts they could never repay. Those who failed him didn't just disappear; they were sold piece by piece, their bodies scavenged to pay back what they owed. I knew every ruthless detail of his empire, because I'd been his protégé, the weapon he'd shaped to secure his grip over this city.

But not anymore. Today, I was here for retribution. And Marcus, of all people, should have known better.

I reached Corte dei Leoni, his fortress in the heart of Nap