Luca's POV:
I stand rigid, my eyes fixed on the coffin as it's lowered into the ground. My father, the man who taught me everything I know, is gone. Murdered by the same enemy that took my grandfather from me.
The Velentinos. Their name is a curse in my family. Marco, the son of the man who killed my grandfather in front of me, is the one who pulled the trigger this time.
My mind is a maelstrom of rage and grief. I can't even look at the funeral procession, can't bear to see the somber faces and hushed whispers. They don't know the truth. They don't know that this is more than just a tragic loss - it's a declaration of war.
I feel a hand on my shoulder, but I shrug it off. I don't want comfort. I want vengeance.
My eyes scan the crowd, searching for any sign of Marco or his family. I'll find them. I'll make them pay for what they've done.
The priest's words are empty, meaningless. I don't need prayers or eulogies. I need justice. And I'll get it, no matter what it takes.
As the coffin disappears into the earth, I make a silent vow. I'll avenge my father's death, and I'll make sure the Velentinos pay for their treachery.
The funeral may be over, but my war is just beginning.
I need to get out of here. I need to escape the suffocating grief and anger that's choking me. I need to be alone.
I make my way to my car, my eyes fixed on the horizon. I can't bear to look at the mournful faces, can't bear to hear the condolences and apologies.
I start the engine and drive, not knowing where I'm going. I just need to move, to keep my heart from imploding.
The beach. I end up at the beach, the sound of the waves and the wind a welcome respite from the chaos in my mind.
I park my car and get out, walking towards the shore. The sun is setting, casting a golden glow over the water. I feel a sense of peace wash over me, a sense of solitude.
I sit down on the sand, my eyes fixed on the horizon. I can't believe he's gone. I can't believe bloody Marco took him away from me.
The waves crash against the shore, a constant reminder of the turmoil inside me. But for a moment, I'm at peace. For a moment, I'm alone with my thoughts, and that's all I need.
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The Wounded Bloodline
Mystery / Thriller"In the dark underworld of organized crime, loyalty is a luxury no one can afford. Luca, a ruthless and ambitious mafia heir, will stop at nothing to avenge his father's brutal murder and claim the throne. But when he meets Stelle, a beautiful and m...
