Beneath the mafia's veil

r her to be given full access to his private quarters, where she would find the resources she needed to perfect

ough the estate's endless corridors until they reached the private gallery, a room hidden deep within the house. Inside, the walls were lined with portrai

in Italy at the time. Elena's breath caught in her throat. Caterina's beauty was undeniable, but there was something more in her eyes-someth

her thoughts. Elena turned to find Don Vincenzo st

de," Elena said, feeling a s

he said softly. "But the world we lived in... it has a way of taking the ones

uine concern or if his control over her was simply growing stronger by the minute. But the more time she spent with him, the more she saw the cracks beneath his s

" Elena whispered, loweri

to send a shiver down her spine. "You don't have to apologize. I've mad

do you

rule... it is filled with threats. Some of them will seek to use you

e was no turning back, she realized. She had already entered a world where loyalty, trust

Good. Keep your focus on your art. I will protect you. And if anyon

er entrap her in his world. But one thing was clear: the line betw