Nancy_Jim

What are the odds that a young man at the mercy of peasantry living for survival, would come to be the most affluent Hotel owner in one of the biggest cities in Italy? 
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Meet Santo Martini: 
A poor young man from Sarco Paraceno who finds himself in Palermo. His initial plans of getting a regular job at a restaurant get thwarted the moment he accidentally witnesses the death of the famous owner of the grandest hotel in Palermo —'Hotel Magnífico'. 

He makes a pact with death and in return, gets all the luxury and fame he always dreamed of. But with a mission to complete and a faceless mafia lord on his track, will he be able to cheat death for so long? 

Stay tuned with me as we unravel the mysteries surrounding the ominous death of the actual owner of the Magnífico. While, we observe Santo journey through the routes of deep-rooted secrets, brutality, life threats, guilt, love, and deceit, to attain the zenith of mouth-watery luxury and stability. 

Cover art not mine. [Temp. cover]

Love and Deceit

Mr Ghost guy is right. The fact that it had to be him who reminded me of this, is wrong. No, Santo! This is all wrong! How could I have escaped including Concetta in my speech just now? Am I that terrible a person for doing so?

Then as if some genie whispered some truths into my ears, my pupils dilated.

Shit! Santo! She really is in danger! Concetta is in danger, and it's all because of your large mouth.

All these times, I had totally neglected the fact that Belinda meant to stay true to her word to the latter. She just made things even more crystal clear with her utterances some minutes back. How could I have been so careless?

Thinking about Concetta in any way other than that which concerns her safety, is unwise at this time. I can't even consider the emotions I once had for her. Or maybe I still have those emotions for her. But what if I don't, readers? Does that make me mean?

Chapter 59