"Never Let You Fly"
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Last published Wed, Apr 30, 2025
Don Alessandro Morini was not a man greeted with smiles...
His name was whispered in the back alleys of Rome, where death lurked behind every corner.
He was born from the womb of fire, forged from blood and gunpowder.
He owned wealth, he owned men, he owned cities...
But he did not own the heart of Rosalia Morini.
Rosalia-a flower fleeing from tranquil gardens into the storms of cold cities-was a dental student who pulsed with tenderness, innocent as though she didn't belong to this world.
Her brown hair fell like evening curtains, her green eyes mirrored the forests of Tuscany, and her features were like a dream that crept into the heart of a beast... to awaken it.
He watched her in silence... then loved her with a voice that deafened his soul.
He wanted her willingly-she refused.
So he decided to take her by force.
Because in the code of the mafia, what he loves is never left behind... and what he owns is never allowed to escape.
I will break your wings if you think you can fly away from my cage.
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