Bound by blood and deception

rtuna Casino, the private gambling den that catered to the Moretti Family's elite. Inside, men whispered abo

t exactly 9 PM, played blackjack at Table 3, drank two glasses of Macallan 18, and then retired to the pe

d be the last ni

ough to let her blend into the casino's clientele. She had spent weeks training for this moment,

reath, she st

st the bouncers at the entrance. She had memorized their shifts, their faces,

be traced back to her if things went sideways.

e floor, Stefan Ricci sat at Table 3, exactly as expected. His fingers moved lazily over his cards, a half-smirk

a martini. She had no intention of drinking

r guest, she palmed a tiny vial from the hidden slit in her dress. A fast-acting

eded a way

avy suit, one of the casino's VIP regular

sed, stepping

arrassment. "Oh my God, I'

yes. Even Stefan Ricci's bodyguar

all she

s table, casually setting her martini down as she

ed as he picked up

sappearing into the crowd as she heard

e bar, pretending to check her phone. One minute. Th

. He coughed violently, grabbing at the table as his body started to convulse.

ack!" some

but Emily already k

nounced dead, Emily was already

in the safe house, a satisfied smirk play

id. "No evidence. No

her arms. "T

irk deepene

just took out one of Don Carlo's men in a heavily guarded cas

kill, but the Moretti Family doesn't just le

"And how do

er onto the table. Evel

birth certificate... all un

she rec

i... She's one of Don Carlo's cousins. She left for France years ago

re not Emily Moretti anymore. You'r

blood

e an actual member of the

Victo

of the family. I can go

the family, because Carlo will be suspicious of your sudd

d what happens if Don Car

k never waver

you be

, crossing his arms. "Because E

hung in

owed. "You

a trace. Just like you

ctor was capable of, but hearing it spoke

y in. You'll be close to Don Carlo. Close enough to destroy him

xhaled

s no tur

der, her fingers brushi

aid. "Elena M

idened. "Then le