The heavy metal gates creaked open just past midnight. Alessandro’s car rolled slowly into the estate, its headlights slicing through the silence. The moon hung high, casting a silver glow over the De Luca mansion.
He stepped out, the gravel crunching beneath his polished shoes. Before he could take another step, one of his men rushed toward him.
“Capo,” the man said urgently, “something happened while you were out.”
Alessandro paused. His eyes darkened immediately. “What?”
“It’s your wife, sir… Rose.”
His breath hitched slightly, only slightly but his voice turned razor sharp. “Speak.”
“She was slapped. Outside the clothing store. A man. It looked like it was someone she knows.”
Alessandro’s blood boiled instantly.
He didn’t wait for another word. He stormed through the doors of t
