Shan R.K

The lines that blur between love and war are often the only thing keeping you alive.

I wasn't a full Italian. My mother was a Russian, a female of the Bratva. To create peace between the Famiglia her family, the Bratva gave her up. 

My father always said I was born lucky, I would never have to marry for power. I could choose. And for a while, I believed him. For a while, I thought I could marry Leonardo Catelli.

Until HE, Marco Catelli, eldest son of the Capo of the Famiglia lost his betrothed. Until he rose to be the Capo Dei Capi, The Boss of all Bosses. Until he needed an heir, a wife. Until he chose me. 

My name is Aliyana Capello, daughter of Consigliere Sartini Capello and this is my confession. 

"Bury him, mourn his death. But come Monday morning you mine Aliyana." Marco

The story follows Aliyana Capello and Marco Catelli's life and the events leading them to the alter.

When Lorenzo Catelli is murdered, Marco promises to avenge his brother's death with the help of Aliyana and his siblings. But as the answers are found, more people in the 5th State are murdered. When a cold past comes back, Marco finally sees some light in his corner. But all is not as it seems.
Enemies are never far and few in the 5th State.

Forced into a war he never wanted to protect the one he loves, Marco must choose the extent of the crimes he will commit and the enemies he will make especially if that enemy happens to be his future wife.

Boss of All Bosses

 We all will meet the same fate as the boy who now lies in the black coffin, his face cold, hollow, the mask of all that made him left for us to mourn. 


 Lorenzo Catelli was a boy filled with love and life. He made me believe I was more than just the face of a woman I never knew, yet so many feared and loved. 


 He made me see, I was deserving of my own identity, and he loved me regardless of who I found once I opened those gates and found myself lacking. Lorenzo Catelli looked at me and saw me with a knife in my hand, as the man who dared touch my sister laid beside my feet on the floor bleeding to death. 


 I am a monster, a killer, and I will kill again if it means I protect the ones I love, and Lorenzo, my beautiful friend, loved me regardless of what he knew. I couldn’t protect him, there was no way I would have known he was going to die. 


 After Marco left, I made a vow to end the one who did this to him. No matter what. 
