I turn to look at the man, jumping out of a black Maserati parked directly behind mine.

Deno Catelli is our underboss, today he fits the title well. His black suit has silver linings on the edges. His shoes glimmer under the nights sky. I tilt my head as the soldiers surround him, yet still keep their distance. Yes, he fits it quite well.

All the people around him stop and stare in awe as his presence surrounds everyone on the street. Deno Catelli is a man born to be Capo of the entire Famiglia. Maybe he could even be the Capo Dei Capi? I know my desire to know who is the man my father answers to and advises is not the smartest thing to know. Knowing such a secret in the 5th State is like getting infected with a fatal virus.

Deno’s strong jaw loosens as his gaze is drawn to me. He grins. I smile, aware it has been months since we have seen each other.

Not for his lack of trying, but the guys and I have been quite busy with our things these last few months. The last time I was in our future, Capo’s presence was an amusing memory. It involved me, a bottle of tequila and his bar counter. The thought makes my skin fluster.

Everyone knows Deno is next in line to be Capo. What I want to know is why Marco isn't.

Deno gets ushered away as the soldiers walk him inside.

“I don’t remember him being so heavily guarded before.”

“I heard Marco and Marcello flew in with a jet.”

I frown just thinking about him, Marco Catelli. He stole that touch from me, and now I hear his name wherever I go, why?

He isn’t a man I knew before today. Yet, he has crept his way like a thief into my thoughts. His black eyes, a haunting promise in my mind. I’ve only met him once, but it feels like I have seen him before today. An unwanted thought crosses my mind and I do well to push it back.

One time in that man's presence is more than enough to know seeing him again in one day will be too much.

quick sweep of the

sometimes ignorance is the most significant defense we have in this world if we want to stay a bit longer. Ignorance is

go." My stepmother holds my elbow, not giving

is his father’s sister, so like I do, he puts up with her shit. But Gabriel DeMarco is

you going to find a husband if you are always hugging different men?” She scolds me.

By looking

drops my elbow as

lady is close to

Aunt Fay always gives Guilia a lot of satisfaction when my stepmother shoots

to

about since she has arrived. In fact, my sister has hinted it a few times as well.

said I have

something I didn’t know?

are dimmed to a warm glow as the roof lights remain warm blue with a few bright lights in the center of the room creating a whimsical

arranged around the big hall area. The navy carpet creates a walkway to the stage in front that is currently occupied by a group of teenage girls on one side and two young boys on the other.

Guilia and I spying

separating the conference room have been opened to cater for the hundred and fifty people. Kids run in circles around the chocolate fountain on the left

make a mental note to offer Deno some help. I know he won't employ a

touches my shoulder. I stare at her, waiting,

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