Chapter 4 part 2

Daniel POV:

As night fell, I took out my phone, quickly booking a dinner table at Turandot. It was the only place available on short notice. Unlike other Dons who relied on their Bratva status, I didn't resort to fear. Instead, I commanded respect and earned loyalty in return.

Upon reaching Bella's apartment building, I escorted Mrs. Vitale out of the car. Her eyes scanned the building with a nostalgic smile.

"She never loved the high life," she mused, lost in memories. We entered the building and stepped into the elevator. Pressing the button for the fifth floor, Mrs. Vitale retrieved a small velvet bag from her handbag, piquing my curiosity.

"Pearls," Mrs. Vitale said, her voice soft as she handed me the bag. I frowned, perplexed by its significance. We walked towards Bella's apartment, and upon reaching her door, I composed myself, brushing off imaginary dust. Satisfied, I knocked. After a few moments, the door jingled open, and I stepped aside, ensuring Mrs. Vitale was the firs