Chapter 68. That’s Gonna Be Special

Finally, it was a twist of fate that pulled us apart. One night, when I arrived at our usual meeting place, he wasn’t there waiting for me. Instead, I found myself face-to-face with one of the other mafia bosses, a man who had always seemed distant and cold, but who now wore a strangely gentle expression.

“Alessia,” he said softly. “I’m sorry to have to do this…but Riccardo is dead. The other bosses found out about your affair and had him killed.”

Shock coursed through me as I stumbled back, my heart pounding in my chest. This couldn’t be real, it simply wasn’t possible.

But the look in his eyes told me everything I needed to know that this was no cruel joke or twisted game, but a tragic reality that I would have to face.

For days and weeks afterward, I felt like I was moving through life in slow motion. Everything around me seemed to be dimmed and grayed out, as if the color had been drained from the world.

Even the thought of being intimate with anoth