𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐍 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐁𝐈𝐍𝐎'𝐒 𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑
❝𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐁𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐲❞
𝐃𝐚'𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐚 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐳 wished her family loved her the way most families loved each other. It was...
❝An eye for an eye only ends up making the world go blind❞ ⎯ 𝐀𝐧 𝐄𝐲𝐞 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐀𝐧 𝐄𝐲𝐞⎯
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"What is so urgent at the moment Nova when you should be trying to assassinate Kyan Chimbino."
"questo non è un gioco darius, I need you to tell me who the hell is Bianchi?"
Everything went silent as know everyone's eyes were on me. They had all stopped what they were doing.
"What did you just say, Nova?"
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Long ago in Sicily, Italy
A kingdom of great power was born. A kingdom of bloodshed, hurt, pain, betrayal. An empire, a secret society of criminals, drug lords, men, and women who stuck together until the end. It was more than just a simple empire. They were family through thick and thin.
"La famiglia e tutto"─ Family is everything
They lived by that code.
Common tourists were told the stories of the Mafia's empire that had secretly ruled Sicily in the early 1800s. It was a tale as old as time. Passed on and altered through generations.
Those who knew or had been in the mafia had only an ounce of information on who had been the current rulers of the mafia. All that could be given was a name.
Bianchi.
They ruled the empire mercilessly, and those who spoke ill were taken away from this sinful life, never spoken of again.
As the tale of time continued, the story was no more. Everything everyone had known about the Bianchi family was a myth of spoken tale.
It was told that if there were still living relatives of the family, they had only been hiding in the shadows, never to be seen. They lurked in the darkness, praying on the weak and feeding on the fear that they were still an empire once more.
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𝐃𝐀'𝐍𝐎𝐕𝐀 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐙
𝐂𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐫𝐨, 𝐂𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐠𝐨
Darius paced the floor of his office as I sat unworily at the chair in front of his desk. It had been a couple minutes of relentless silence as Darius had yet to tell me who these Bianchi people were.
