the future of the **Morano** empire. Tonight, however, the darkness felt oppressive. The walls of his father's mansion seemed to close in around him as he walked through the hallways, alone, his m

dangerous and precise. --- **The Hallway - Moments Later** Alessandro's bodyguard, **Luca**, appeared in the hallway seconds later. Luca was a mountain of a man, loyal to a fault, with a quick temper and an even quicker hand when it came to violence. He had served the **Morano** family for over a decade, and his loyalty had never been in question. Luca didn't need any further instruction. His eyes were already scanning the perimeter, his hand resting on the gun hidden beneath his coat. Alessandro's gut twisted with unease. The seconds ticked by like hours. Alessandro's mind raced, but his expression remained impassive. His thoughts weren't just with the SUV outside - they were with **Ava**. This could be the moment when everything came crashing down. She wasn't just the **Rossi** family's pawn. She had become a piece on the board that Alessandro had no choice but to keep moving, but how much longer could he keep her under control? How long before she decided she didn't want to play by his rules? The sound of a door slamming open broke his thoughts. **Luca** appeared in the doorway, his face as grim as ever. "They're here, boss," Luca said quietly. "I think they've come for more than just a talk." Alessandro's heart skipped a beat. His instincts had been right. The time for games had ended. This was no longer just about family politics or strategic marriages. It was war. And the **Morano** family was about to face an unexpected storm. --- **The Living Room - Moments Later** Alessandro strode into the living room, his posture commanding as always. The men who had entered his home were a dangerous breed. They weren't wearing suits like the usual businessmen or rivals he was used to; these men wore dark leather jackets and had the look of mercenaries - dangerous, hungry, and not afraid to get their hands dirty. They stood in a half-circle, each one with a look of cold calculation in their eyes. At the center of the group was a man Alessandro knew all too well: **Luca Rossi** - Ava's older brother. The man who was just as ruthless as his father, but far more unpredictable. "You've come to my house, Luca?" Alessandro's voice was ice-cold, laced with venom. "Do you have any idea how foolish that is?" Luca Rossi grinned, showing too many teeth. "Foolish?" he repeated, his voice smooth. "I don't think it