SYNOPSIS

The word “mafia” was taken from the Sicilian adjective mafiusu. In the 19th century, this term was used to describe an ambiguous, arrogant, fearless person; but also to refer to someone who is entrepreneurial, proud, courageous, daring, who was recognized for his own merits, qualities or talents, and, above all, for the supremacy of blood.

Meanings aside, it was in mid-1865, in Sicily, that the term “mafia” was first used to describe a criminal association with ramifications in the local government.

There are those who argue that these organizations have medieval origins, that their members were farmers and small landowners who came together to defend their goods from feudal lords; and some argue that the mafia emerged from the union of peasants in order to protect their lands from foreign invasions.

Regardless of the origin, it is certain that “mafia” is used to designate a criminal organization that uses unscrupulous means to defend its assets and, mainly, its people; and those requesting protection are required to pay taxes under pain of harsh reprisals.

Although the word "mafia" is derived from a Sicilian adjective, the term is not exclusive to Sicily. Italy is the country of origin of the various mafia organizations, the best known being the Cosa Nostra, which are the Sicilian buggiardos, the Camorra de Napoli, the Ndrangheta of Calabria, and the bloodthirsty Società Foggiana.

But it was in Vennidit, the birthplace of the most feared families in the mafia, and believe me, no organization was as feared and respected as the "Titolari dei segreti"
Anyone can wield a weapon and impose themselves on the other by force, but only those who know what everyone is trying to hide are able to make their knees voluntarily bend.
Men bow to arms, but governments bow to men's secrets.

My name is my legacy. I'm Ricardo Venni, the heir to the mafia.

VENNI - HEIR TO VENGEANCE

I heard when he came in, I kept my breathing steady, so he didn't realize I was awake. 


I wanted to scream at him, beat on his chest until a heart started to beat inside. 


How could he say sweet words, make me give myself to him, made me feel so wanted? I fed at that moment. 


He told me not to betray him and that I am his, but I am just the price paid by my family, I shouldn't wait any longer. 


I don't understand how it can hurt so much, no one has ever awakened something like that in me, not even Diego when he cheated on me. 


A dirty, filthy prostitute who had been used in the morning but was not suitable for the night. 


I felt him sitting in the same chair, his fingers ran across my face, still wet, 


— I'm sorry Principessa, I would not like it that way, but Jullius is right you do not belong in this world. I can't let you get hurt, and I can't keep hurting you. — I heard his words that sounded sweet to my ears but were like arrows in my heart. 


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