“This is an important lesson, figlio mio,” Father said, his heavy hand resting firmly on my shoulder. “That is why I wanted you to come.”“Yes, padre,” I answered, nodding my head with conviction as I fell into step beside him, keeping my posture straight and my movements deliberate, just like he had taught me.My father was a powerful man, one nobody dared to mess with, one whose mere name made people lower their eyes and cross the street. Everyone feared him—and by extension, they feared me too. It was a strange kind of power to wield at such a young age, and it made it harder and harder for me to do anything else but stand loyally at his side. There was no room for mistakes. No room for softness.This was one of my very first missions. Father had started bringing me along for more and more business dealings, each one a little heavier, a little more serious than the last. And I loved it. I craved the responsibility, the respect that came with it. I had overheard him once, speaking i
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