Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction, I do not condone or support any of the actions or behaviour that will take place in this book nor is this based on anything in real life. This is purely a work of imagination . This book is purely literature and does not represent me or anyone else who reads it. *********************************************
Matteo's POV: Jogging down the staircase of my private jet, I glanced up to see two of my associates standing next to a black Mercedes. I had just come back from a business trip in Italy, to make sure that products were still moving and that my uncle was running things correctly while my father and I took care of things in New York. The Russo's aren't just a family, we're an enterprise. We covered up the illegal side of our business by running legitimate ones like hotels and re
Matteo's POV: Sitting back in my chair, I pulled her to my lap and asked, "Oh really, what is it that you want?" Swinging her legs over my lap, she replied: "A job, as a nurse in the main house. I'm getting bored here, Matteo..."
Talia's POV: Walking up to Matteo, I pulled his hand towards the seat. Grabbing a bunch of skin wipes, I wiped across his forehead, cleaning off all of the blood that had stained his skin. Moving further down, I took another one and wiped across his tatted chest.