24. 𝕀 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕟𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕜𝕚𝕤𝕤 𝕪𝕠𝕦

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ՏOᑎᘜ: ᗷᑌՏՏIᑎᘜ ᙭ TᗩY ᗰOᑎᗴY

𝐃𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞'𝐬 𝐏𝐎𝐕.
She thought she could outsmart me, but she was wrong. I always get what I want. And when I heard the rumors of her loyalty and determination. I knew she would make the perfect wife for a Mafia boss like me. She may have thought she had a choice but deep down she knew she would be mine bound to me in marriage and in crime.

I could see the fear in her eyes as I made my proposal. She knew she had no choice but to accept. The whispers of my dominance and connections in the underground world were enough to make her realize that marrying me was her only option.

I am a man of power and control When she dared to defy me. I knew I had to make an example out of her I gave her an ultimatum: marry me or face the consequences. Her friends were my leverage and she had no choice but to comply. She always try to act strong but I can see the fear in her eyes whenever she looks at me. And that's exactly how I want it, I am the mafia boss and no one crosses me without facing the deadliest consequences.

It's almost comical that Miss Myra Morelli would think she could take on the likes of me. I am Dante Aldo Rocco leader of the Italian Mafia and she is just a mere mortal. She will soon regret ever trying to cross me.

The day was coming to an end and I was finally back in Italy after a long and productive trip to Egypt. As I drove towards my home, my mind was still fixated on business matters. But suddenly, a loud bang jolted me out of my thoughts. I looked ahead to see an elderly woman lying on the ground hit by a reckless driver who had quickly disappeared. I couldn't help but feel a sense of anger towards the careless driver and I made a mental note to have my men keep an eye out for them.

As the reckless driver hit the old woman on the road, I could feel the anger bubbling up inside me. But as I saw her lying there bleeding and in need of help my instincts as a leader kicked in. I immediately ordered my men to take her to the hospital making sure she received the best care possible. Despite my reputation as a ruthless mafia boss, I couldn't ignore the sight of an innocent OLD woman suffering. It was in that moment that I realized there was still some compassion left in me.

I made my way to the hospital.
Meeting with the doctor.

"How's she doing?"

"Her body is showing signs of improvement as her injuries are not as severe as initially thought. With proper rest and treatment she should make a full recovery."
The doctor answered and I nodded.

I never thought I'd see the day where I, a feared and respected mafia boss would be sitting in a hospital room keeping vigil over an old woman. But as I look at her wrinkled face and frail body, I can't help but feel a sense of admiration for her.

I glanced at my watch, I've been here for hours and she haven't woken up.
I guess I'd just leave.

"Wh.... who are y.. you?"
I heard her voice,I turned back to see her awake.

"You were hit by a car so I brought you to the hospital."

"Where's m....m..my daughter?"
She asked and I furrowed my brows,

"Your daughter? I don't know your daughter, ma'am."
I answered, holding her hands.
And she suddenly started coughing.
I called the and she treated her.

"She's fine, Sir."
The doctor said and left.

"Please call my daughter."

"How? I don't know her."
I said again.
Then her phone started ringing in the big bag of hers. I wonder how the phone did not get broken.

I took the phone and it shows noör calling.

"It's my daughter,tell her to come, please."
She said, weakly.

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