32 parte Kumpleto MatureRise of the Heirs
Years have passed since the bloodbath that reshaped the underworld. The reign of Richard and Luca brought an era of brutal order-merciless to enemies, loyal to blood. But the time has come for the legacy to continue.
Now standing where his father once stood, Nathan Moretti, son of Richard, is crowned the new King of the Mafia. The ceremony is held in the shadows-luxurious, sacred, and deadly quiet. The underworld bows not just to his bloodline, but to the calculated mind and devilish ruthlessness that mirrors Richard's own legend.
Nathan stands tall in his custom black suit, broad-shouldered, eyes sharp like steel blades. Black belt in multiple martial arts, fluent in five languages, master in finance, and a phantom in the criminal underworld-Nathan is no longer the little boy who once played at his mother's wedding. He is now judge, jury, and executioner.
The Poison Princess
On the other side of the throne room, behind a veil of diamonds and deadly grace, stands Isabella Moretti, daughter of Luca and Bianca. Her beauty turns heads, but her mind twists them. She's unpredictable, clever, and always two steps ahead. She dances in the arms of diplomacy and death-and her favorite weapon isn't a gun. It's poison. Silent. Slow. Agonizing.
Her father, Luca, watches her with both admiration and worry. Though she's born of royalty, the throne hasn't been passed to her-not yet. Luca fears her heart more than any enemy. Every time she's been heartbroken, she's broken more than hearts. She's torn apart safehouses, burned allies, and poisoned traitors without blinking.
Isabella doesn't look at Nathan like a brother anymore. She never really did, not after they both grew into their thrones.
They are always in sync-her poison, his bullets. If someone so much as lays a finger on Isabella, Nathan strikes. Quick, brutal, and surgical. If Nathan's name is whispered in danger, Isabella smiles and the wine you drink is the last you'll ever taste.