Chapter 80. His Cold Demeanor

But when Riccardo gazed into my eyes with that look of pure adoration, any doubts or questions melted away. I knew that I was precisely where I belonged, right beside him, living a life full of passion and purpose.

Overall, it was love that had brought us together and kept us going through all the ups and downs of our crazy underworld existence. And I knew that as long as we had each other.

As Riccardo and I settled into our life together as ruthless mafia bosses, we faced new challenges that tested the strength of our love.

One of our most trusted allies had betrayed us, leaking critical information to our enemies. We knew we had to confront them and make an example out of the traitor to show everyone else that we could not be crossed.

As we sat in our elegant parlor, surrounded by our most loyal soldiers, Riccardo’s gaze burned with intensity as he tried to think of a plan. We had to send a message, but how?

Suddenly, his eyes met mine, and he smiled