They said I deserved the monster’s wrath…
And they were right.
I’m the traitor and the villain in my own story.
When I walked away from the Armanelli Family, I broke the oath that bound me to them.
By blood, I now belong to the enemy.
I'll inherit billions and solidify alliances where no one else can.
But, by love, I still belong to Rome.
The underboss of the Italian Mob.
And every time I see him, he glares at me with indecisiveness, like he wants to stand beside me, but also rip me apart.
The twisted part in me yearns for him to do both.
He is the one obstacle I must overcome.
Because he has a piece of my heart that I have to learn to live without.
Yet, can the monster in him leave me behind too?
There’s an undeniable tie that will always tether us, and I don’t think he can ignore the pull.
He's the monster after all.
And the monster always comes for what’s his.
