Alessandro’s pov:Her face tells me that she’s in shock. I take her in my arms and feel bliss. Pure bliss. But in a split second, she pushes me off, whispering, “Alessandro…You can’t be close to me…Harlow…”“I know what I’ve gotten myself into,” I utter. “But…How?” She questions a spark back in her brown eyes.FLASHBACKTen Hours Ago“Ken, what’s wrong?” Alessandro questions as he steps into Ken’s hotel room. “You were right, Harlow is the man behind this,” Ken utters.Alessandro keeps calm and takes a seat next to Ken. “Ever since I’ve set up my equipment in this room, all that I’ve done is observed the cameras, and I’ll show you the highlights,” Ken tells him.The CCTV camera displays Harlow instructing Amber about tomorrow’s clubbing activity, Alessandro clenches his fists as Harlow raises his voice at Amber. He hates seeing his woman helpless and at the loss of her fierce personality.“Turn it off, I’ve seen enough,” Alessandro stands up and walks away.“Alessandro, you’ve got to

“Of course, the bastard has perfect timing, he’s Santino bloody Martino,” Harlow squeaks. The blood seems to be drained from the face of the bodyguards as he carefully inspects each one of their faces. Bam! A bullet was fired at one of the bodyguard’s foreheads. She drops dead on the floor. “I don’t like people who betray me,” Harlow chuckles. “Clean the floor and dump the body,” he orders as he walks into Amber’s bedroom. “Diletto, rise and shine, it’s time for a ride,” Harlow hums in a tune. Amber wakes up and sits upright. “We’ve got some interruption,” Harlow growls. Amber’s heart thumps faster, worried that Alessandro has gotten himself into trouble. “Santino Martino has initiated an attack at the docks, the trading port that you are familiar with, yeah, that one, darling. So, we’ve got no choice but to delay this mission until I put his breath to rest,” Harlow utters. Amber keeps quiet knowing that if Harlow killed Santino, he would get himself into trouble because of the pac

Alessandro’s pov: “Brother, I need you. One last time, like the old times,” Harlow utters. “What for?” I question, my confusion genuine. “Let’s watch the destruction of Santino Martino, together,” Harlow says, surprising me with his words. “What do you mean?” I pretend to act a fool. “I will let you in on the details, where are you right now?” Harlow questions. “I’m at my workplace,” I lie. “Great, I’ll be there in twenty,” he ends the call with that. “What was that all about?” Ken questions me. “I’ve got no idea, but it’s time to find out,” I tell him as I adjust my tie and roll down my sleeves. “You’ve got no security with you,” Ken says. “I know, it’ll be a one-man show from my end,” I tell him. “That’s stupid, Alessandro, at least take a gun,” Ken hands me my shotgun, one that I haven’t touched since I shot Santino’s brother. “No, Ken. I’ll be fine,” I let him know. He rolls his eyes at me saying, “You’re walking into your doom.” “Maybe I am, maybe it’s what I deserve for ki

Alessandro’s pov: I stand there in silence. Knowing that words would do nothing to add to the moment. Harlow jerks me back even further. I don’t resist, a million thoughts flow through my mind. What if he harms Amber? What if he harms Ken? What if he- My what-ifs are cut off as soon as Harlow pushes me one final time and I feel the water at my feet. “Why?” The only question that can leave my lips. Harlow scoffs and turns his back to me. He walks a few steps straight ahead. “Why?” He whispers. I could feel his smirk grow. “Why?! I should’ve asked dad that when he assigned you, the younger brother, the role of capo when I was far more capable,” Harlow utters. I remain calm as he continues, “Alessandro Bianchi, the capo of the Bianchis…Ever since father uttered those words, I was set on proving him wrong, but how unfortunate is it that he died before he could understand anything?” “Alessandro, before you stands not only the one who separated you from the love of your life for the

“Harlow, regardless of all that had been going down behind the scenes, you have always been a good brother to me. I always looked up to you and learned so much from you. These twenty years have been one hell of a ride of emotions…” Alessandro lets out a sigh, “And I’d hate for you to die.” Harlow scoffs. “Even after all that I’ve done, you’re trying to make it seem like I’m not the bad guy, this is another reason why you were never a successful capo,” Harlow utters. Alessandro shakes his head, then says, “Maybe I was never meant to be one, Harlow.” Alessandro holds Harlow’s reluctant hand in his for a few seconds and then rests it back on his chest. “Goodbye, brother,” Alessandro utters and walks back to Amber. They then drive back home. On the way back, the taxi ride is filled with silence until Alessandro’s phone rings. “Ken?” Alessandro mutters. “Harlow had infiltrated your security system in every possible way, but I’ve got it back on track now, you and Amber have a great securi