(5 Years Later)
Matteo' POV:
The shot of espresso I had just taken left a bitter taste in my mouth, I leaned on the ba
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Matteo's POV: Jogging down the staircase of my private jet, I glanced up to see two of my associates standing next to a black Mercedes. I had just come back from a business trip in Italy, to make sure that products were still moving and that my uncle was running things correctly while my father and I took care of things in New York. The Russo's aren't just a family, we're an enterprise. We covered up the illegal side of our business by running legitimate ones like hotels and re
Talia's POV: Sweet baby Jesus. Was that a threat? Did he just threaten me?
Talia's POV: Shit. He hung up. I don't blame him though, losing your father can't be easy.
Talia's POV:Don't freak out. It's okay Talia.Breathe in and then out.Alright, girl, you got this.
Matteo's POV:Today is the day.My adrenaline has been pumping all week in anticipation.
Talia's POV: Was that a gunshot? It sounded like a gunshot.
Matteo's POV: Sitting back in my chair, I pulled her to my lap and asked, "Oh really, what is it that you want?" Swinging her legs over my lap, she replied: "A job, as a nurse in the main house. I'm getting bored here, Matteo..."