Red-handed.

Sol's POV

I can't believe this is happening," I cried, tears slipping down my face. "What the hell happened? Why did the Black Mamba Mafia kill my parents, for goodness' sake? To top it all off, my father was the Don of the Grande Mafia. How was it so easy for them to kill him and my mom?"

"Luna, please calm down. You've been crying for hours. You're going to get a headache," Dominick said, sitting beside me and wrapping his arm around me.

"What am I going to do, Dom? What…" I couldn't complete my words and burst into fresh tears.

Dominick pulled me closer to his chest, comforting me gently. Everything will be alright. I'll make sure they pay for what they did to your parents," he assured.

"I didn't even get to see my parents for one last time, to tell them how much I loved them," I sobbed.

"Let it all out, Luna. I'm here for you," Dominick said soothingly.