Alessandra Morino has spent her whole life as an assassin, always being a shadow in the dark. Luciano Moretti is a name that is feared all over America and Italy, the whole world in fact. He is the Don of the Italian Mafia. Both are people you do not want to cross. When Alessandra and Luciano team up to bring down a common enemy, sparks fly and not necessarily the good kind too.

She battles  demons that threaten to swallow her whole.
He  is the devil incarnate, searching for his angel.
This is the story of two people who are so different yet so similar, who intrigue each other as much as they intimidate each other. 

'A King is nothing without his Queen. You are far more than my Queen, tesoro.'

Note: This story breaks certain stereotypes surrounding mafia stories so please do give it a chance.

La Cosa Nostra

1-1, 1-1-2,1-6-3-2. I mentally count in my head as I pound into the punching bag. I'm dripping with sweat and my knuckles are all sore and red from hitting the bag so hard despite me taping my hands. 


Sergio and Giada's words run through my head like a song on repeat. 


Would you say yes if Luciano asked you to stay? 


I have never seen my son this happy and something tells me you've never been this happy either. 


I end my sequence with a strong roundhouse kick, sending the bag flying. I stare at the bag blankly for a few seconds before sinking to the floor, dropping my head down. 


Chapter 13