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an expressionless face, as if he hasn't just told me to ruin my life. “Af

do anything to ensure that our fami

life away! To marry a woman I h

, is an old friend of mine, we built this town and our empires side by side. It is unfortunate that he has only been blessed with a daughter but that has wo

urn back to him, anger flooding through my veins. “Now of all days. You could have told me a

eem to be th

k. Fuck! Fuck you!” I snap as I whir

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one eve

dy thing h

amily from the ground up, des

ppled

ntry and set up a

wor

st deadly assassin's s

pro

have carried out impossible trials and i

day step in his shoes, first becomi

of celebrating my promotion, he te

t mar

co Bertelli, a girl that is rumored to have absolutel

rl to myself as I walk into the hall only to be sta

when the deafening cheers o

gh

celebrat

and man, cheers as he pats me on the back. “Now, Signore(M

reach for a c

mutter as I gulp the c

you were brilliant! Playing the French government like that and leaving them no re

turn to face him.“Then what is the issue?”

ays in a win

lla Be

ms before reducing his voice at the curious look

S

e USA? I heard a rumor that she had a fight with Rocco a

very

as he turns in agitatio

fore giving in and reaching for a

he as well as Enzo have been by mode all throug

cious, everything you wo

erfect sense for

her knew and still

f he knew he wanted me to end up with

it til

sed to break t

and tell her that I am going

he fa

ad sacrificed for, had giv

etray her

es of silence. “You don't need the Bertelli fortun

lly, I

ean? You are t

am not. Not until I have ti

a. But your fath

agr

our play? Are you goi

st. Not before I ta

doing?” he asks as he

et out of this… unwanted ultimatum. If he

chances he w

to n

topped you from achiev

it ha