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a Luc
ldhood
up at the high gates I can't help b
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father. "I will not be a p
you think you were able to attend all those prestigious art schools? Get all those connections?
a legal way! Why? Why do
is honest, no is as clean as you like to think, not if you want to m
at peace? That all those guards are not trained assassin's sworn to protect us from the en
n me and my father. "Apologize to your father, right
on't want to be involved
r your family then you are not a m
sps as she grabs his hand
ith us. Get out of my house, do not return un
I reply as I whir
ES
last time I s
ardens of the estate. Towering trees and long green
fitting for this sprawling estate that ba
he sky, meticulously manicured gardens, where vibrant flowers bloom in a mos
beyond the gardens, rows upon rows of grapevines promising a boun
nto the opulence inside to the ornate wrought iron details of the balconies, and as I look up, I see the elegant frescoes that decorate the
g at the mansion and only being brought out of m
s out tentatively as she comes out an
fraid to approach her, no
croons as she opens
I rush into them. "
t my love. It
he thought I hated him... the way I left
my love, that is ho
how di
gently leads me into the house. "She thought he was aslee
Carla?
new house
ppened t
She couldn'
s
m, I can hear the low din of
d rivals all present to
the curious stares as we wind our way t
te. Your father made a lo
that. There is no
re his coffin is placed, surrounde
r brokenly as I
t his business and yes, I said some rea
just..
it is
d I can't apo
nor speak to him, nor see his
lly is
o the floor, the numbness wears
t br
wrench
p only coming to reality when I fe
tly. "Come on, on your
egins leading me away when we ar
epest condolences on y
eople, but there are some that look l
d beard. Standing at about 6 feet tall, he has a broad-shouldered, athletic bu
for coming," my mother re
ano is my father, yo
off in my hea
afia, I must have been at least be fam
on't forgo titles except if they are fr
I will be damned if I let him
straighten my back as I
mark. "The nam
ther and mine are... were
e the
hing tone. "Luca is right. His father
gang and clawed their way up wh
ea
, not wavering as I look hi
nces at my mother and I watch a
er?"
e away, this time Luca following behind
what?"
he st
ugh the milling guests, past th
my eyes go to the leather chai
edi
e kill
ing around
mad rage, something I didn
ging my attention to her. "Before your father died, he and Signore Rom
M
es
... d
est choice for the family and for you. Your
t, d
ing up for the first time since he
use
ng has been finalized. From what your mother told me, it is even stipul
few seconds before
the