**Under Review**
The world revolves around POWER.
Power brings the money.
Power brings the respect.
Power brings the control.
Power owns the people.
Dario Romano may have escaped death yet again but he is far from the clear. A blood war is on the...
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"At some point you're going to have to return home to Milan."
"I am aware of that Camilla, thank you."
"I'm just saying, it's been a couple of months Kiara. Your sons miss you, Dario misses you-
"I have been busy with everything here you know this."
"And that means you couldn't make time for them in three months?"
"If it makes you feel any better I already planned to return home later this evening."
"Wow, what brought that decision on?"
"I'm trusting the contractor to complete the rest of the renovation without my supervision. Besides I have business to take care of in Milan and I miss my sons dearly."
"I couldn't tell."
Nine months ago, I killed someone for the first time. I took Valentina Morreti's life. For a while, a few months actually I was in a bad place. It wasn't guilt though. I didn't feel bad for killing Valentina because she deserved it. I felt like a terrible person because I had no remorse.
Once I got over that confusing period and that numb feeling, it's like I was rejuvenated. I felt empowered realizing that I freed myself only from the shackles of Valentina but I had a newfound independence. Dario was proud and it felt good knowing it was because of me. My involvement in taking Valentina down and everything that followed truly pleased him.
For the first time in my life, I felt like I was apart of this. I felt like his equal. We were attending a lot of his meetings together. For the most part I was mainly observing, never making any decisions or really speaking a them but I was still at his side. Eventually he began trusting me to hear my opinions on certain matters or leaving me to attend the meetings on his behalf amongst other things.
Three months ago, I came here to the private island that Dario gifted me on my last birthday. Initially I was going to stay here for a week and put my plans of renovations on the house and developing the place into action. One week turned into two which turned into a month then three. I wondered why Dario simply never came here with our sons during that period since I knew he wasn't in favor of me being here for this long. However, I wasn't here doing nothing. A lot of work had been put in as I planned. Camilla is the only one who visited me throughout the months. Luca and Dante never left my side though.
"Dario would be impressed by what you've done with the place though."
"That much I know, I mean in less than four months a lot has been done."
Currently, the hotel is about 1/3 completed which is good considering everything I envision for it. It's going to have a lot of amenities for example, a theatre, a hair salon, a couple of restaurants, a gym, a dance studio and a few clothing stores. It's going to be a moderately sized hotel because I don't want too many people on this island. Also, there will be ferry services to bring the guests to and from the mainland to shop or do whatever they please. There will be proper schedules for the ferries though. I'm fully invested in this and want it to come out exactly as I want. It's my personal project.
