The Bratva's Bride.

ELLA FAMIG

tombstones standing as monuments to their legacy. The mourners, dressed in black, surrounded the flower-draped

Bianchi-a man of loyalty, honor, and service to La Fam

ds in silence, the weight

n De Luca. "Don De Luca, woul

as not only our consigliere, but also my friend, my brother. I often urged him t

e was stolen-taken by the cowards of La Mano Roja. Th

m sorry. I failed to protect him. My he

oing like finality. One by one, mafia leaders offered their co

aid. "May his soul rest, and may yo

Rizzo families followed, each express

behind-quiet, grieving, but burning with purpose

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candles, and other tributes. The Capo stood before the grave, his eyes fixed on the nameplate

, approached the Capo and nodded respectfully. "It is

he nodded slowly. La Famiglia De Luca's people dispersed, l

they turned to leave the cemetery. The atmosphere was heav

he had the support of his community, and that they would stand by him in the days ahea

ll, a promise to keep. Giovanni Bianchi's death would not go unpunished. The Capo's eyes narrowed, his jaw clench

G, RUSSIA (THE

all team of advisors. "It's time to finalize the

hat about the Lafamiglia De Luca? I h

oment. "Really? That's unfor

fully. "What do you think

ng them some ease. They're going through a tough time. If th

interested, send them an invitation. It

d the team began making t

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er the city, Ronan entered Ivan's study. "

Ronan ushered Bar

g with you. We've received an invitation from the Pakhan. H

ock and excitement. "What

s, sir. The main thing is that we've received the

d the party, and I'll make sure to make a good impressio

l make the necessar

nce. I won't fail my people for the second time. This is our chance to secure ou