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𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐧𝐠 (𝐓𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞)

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𝐃 𝐀 𝐍 𝐓 𝐄 • 𝐑 𝐔 𝐒 𝐒 𝐎

I threw another punch and watch as his face suddenly becomes disorganised and unrecognisable. I glance outside of the window and notice how the stars are already illuminating the pitch black sky, I roll up my black sleeves and my eyes gaze at my watch revealing the late time.

"I'm going to ask you again." I growl staring down at his bloody face. I usually liked doing these sorts of activities, but tonight... My adrenaline is all over the place, I am exhausted and unable to concentrate fully, my punches were sloppy and not precise.

"I'm not wasting anymore of my time tonight, I'll be back in the morning, by then I demand an answer." I sigh and turn to face him one last time, "And if you refuse to speak I will fucking force the words out of you the old fashioned way." I throw a smirk and lock up the door behind me, leaving the bastard downstairs to rot in the cell for the rest of the night.

I make my way up the stairs and suddenly see my brother standing a few feet away from the door. Expecting my presence he folds his arms and gives me a glare.

"You know now then." He sighs and runs his fingers through his hair, I scoff and ignore him, walking past him and making my way to the alcohol cart.

I pour myself a glass of whiskey and hear the steps emerge closer and closer behind me, waiting for any indication of annoyance. I offer my brother a drink but he shakes his head which only makes me wonder.

"What do you want Bruno?" I raise my eyebrow and place the rim of the glass between my lips, feeling the cold liquid slide down my throat in one go.

"Well, what are your thoughts? You usually get pissed when you find information out that you were unaware of." He glances at me and I scratch the stubble on my chin and take in a deep breath.

"What can I say Fratello? I'm tired." [Brother]

"So that's it? No 'how dare you do this to me without my knowledge Bruno'?" I sigh and run my hands down my face, I suddenly feel defeated. I found out the worst possible news tonight, finding out Luna is actually a cop... Probably here for the reasons on being a rat... But my mind can't think straight, I'm somehow not bothered by the announcement.

"Ask me again tomorrow, you may receive a different answer." I sigh and walk off to retrieve clothes in my bedroom to sleep in for the night, considering my bed is being taken by the blonde cop I decide its best if I take the sofa in the entertainment room, knowing all the men will assume I've gone 'soft'.

I make it up the stairs and watch as Luna's body has hardly moved from when I last was here, she sleeps peacefully but I feel the need to open up the duvet to check on her wound. She stirs lightly but doesn't wake up. I eye up the bandage and witness no blood seep through. I sigh in relief and throw the duvet back over her body. Suddenly leaving her be after I gathered my clothes. Fixing stitches if they had burst open is definitely not what I would've wanted to do at one o'clock in the morning.

I find myself in the entertainment room with a pillow and spare blanket, I spread myself on the sofa and let the remaining darkness conquer my body.

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I find my body being woken by stubborn men that want to hog the sofa and watch the TV. I roll my eyes and force myself up, carrying the blanket and pillow back to my room.

I take a deep breath and open the door slightly knowing I have a visitor in my bed. I stare at her and watch as her exposed legs begin to fidgit. She begins to mutter.

'No, leave her alone!' She begins to pant, moving around slightly before she rubs her eyes and faces the door.

"Dante?" She wakes and seems confused, I open the door wider and realease a small smile.

"Morning Luna." I stand up straight and allow myself to get comfy in my room.

"Why am I here?" She cocks her brow up at me, she attempts to sit up but suddenly groans leave her body. I drop the spare blanket and pillow that I used the night before and sprint towards her, helping her sit up. I rest the pillow up and lean her back against the headboard of the bed.

"Thank you." She mutters, I nod and begin to walk to the draws not far from the king sized bed.

"I take it that's why I'm here?" She sighs and I turn to see that she has found the white bandage around her stomach, I nod and she leans back. I watch as the frustration takes over her body, causing her to become distressed. But she doesn't cry.

"Where is Alessia?" She asks and runs her hands down her face, but as soon as that question leaves her plump lips the door opens lightly, revealing Alessia in her pajamas with a sad expression laced around her face.

"Mumma?" The little girls voice echos through the room and I approach her.

"Your Mumma is here, do you want to come and see her?" I ask, she nods and grabs onto my hand, cupping it around her small one. I sigh and take Alessia closer to the bed to see Luna.

She steadily gets onto the bed and looks at me for reassurance, knowing that it isn't their guest room. I nod lightly, giving her permission to settle down next to her mother.

Alessia wraps her arms around Luna's and begins to cry. Luna comforts her, smoothing her back and whispering nurturing things to her. I begin to walk away and leave them to bond and reunite.

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"Cazzo, rispondimi!" [Fuck, answer me!]

My clothes are now covered in his blood, I watch as he smiles brightly in the one bed cell.

I pick up the knife resting perfectly on top of the counter, I begin to play with the side and walk closer to him and hold the knife closer to his neck.

"Kill me, I don't care." He chuckles and I slice the knife along his hand watching as he yelps out in pain and agony.

"We will keep trying this until you're ready to talk, so what is more to your taste? Rusty nails pierced through the skin which leads to an infection? Or, more slices along the wrist until I meet your neck? Or even sewing your eyeballs open as you watch me rip every single finger nail off? Then I'll finish with your toes. And if you're still alive and want more, I'll simply cut them off. "

I watch as the sweat begins to drip from his forehead, he's scared. I chuckle and run the back of the knife along his forearm, waiting for a reply.

"What's it going to be?" I cock up my brow.

"Your Grandfather was a sick man, the one leader of a mafia who everyone had their eyes on to destroy." He chuckles. "He's always deserved to die, so when we heard about the funeral, we couldn't miss out on this opportunity to finally attack his loving family for them to feel the way we felt all those years ago." I find my knuckles flying across his face, letting the blood fly from his mouth.

I begin to go through and slice of one of his fingers anyway, I run the blade over the flesh and wait for it to cut straight through the bone, the satisfying crunch echoed through the room. His screams fly rapidly through the cell only encouraging my brother to step downstairs and wonder what is going on.

"What's going on?" He cocks up his brow in question and I punch the guy in the face again before turning around and facing my brother.

"Beating him up, what does it look like?" I snigger and watch as my brothers face falls to examine the guy in front of him, viewing his bloody state.

"Go upstairs Dante. I'll handle the rest." I wonder with curiosity with why my brother wants to continue, he only tortures people when he's in a bad mood. Maybe Violetta is being a cock block at the minute.

I walk out of the basement and drag myself up the stairs to see the mini officer standing in front of me with a smile on her face, she waves her hand at me encouraging me to move closer to her.

I bend down on one knee and gaze up to her familiar yet foreign orbs. "You alright there Piccolo fiore?" She looks at me with a faceful of confusion, but gives me a tight hug. Wrapping her small arms around my neck and sniffing my scent. I chuckle and hug her back with hesitation.

"What does Piccolo fiore mean?" Her pronunciation was so off and sour, I look at her and watch as the orbs of hers smile at me.

"Small flower."

I hear the sudden clearing of someone's throat just behind Alessia's small figure, I glance up only to see her mother stand there with a smile sewed onto her face.

"Can I speak to you please?" A sudden wave of confusion hits me at first, the annoyance from last night and the information I found out is boiling back up inside of me, but I manage to force out a nod.

Alessia runs away and knocks on Violetta's door to go and play, I chuckle and get up and dust off my knee watching as the observing sapphire orbs piercing through my soul, trying to reveal something.

I allow her to follow me into my office, a more private area to where no one will come into disturb, the pain in her eyes reveal that she clearly doesn't want to discuss this matter in front of a crowd of people, especially when we have a busy day today with my grandmother forcing Bruno, Dante and my father for dinner, I have no idea why, but its a matter we'll discuss later.

She closes the door behind her and I take a seat in the black leather chair, the familiar scent of the room washed over me while the cotton scent is now trapped.

"Everything okay?" I ask, trying to keep my cool with the secrets revealed from yesterday.

"I need to tell you who I am..." She sighs and wipes the singular tear that has ran from her eye.

"But, before you judge me you need to understand that I'm probably in as much danger as I was before this situation blew up in my face. Okay?" She questions me and all I can do is nod lightly and wait for her to begin talking, she takes in a deep breath and takes a seat on the chair opposite me, making herself comfy.

"I'm an undercover officer." She blurts, but her eyes wander, questioning why I have no surprise.

I state the obvious with a simple. "I know."

"And you're not angry about that?" She looks up at me and her eyes are already bloodshot, her sapphire orbs seem brighter now with the red rings smothering the white of her eyes.

"Of course I am." I don't lie, even though I am hiding the aggression beneath my skin. "But I want to hear why you decided to attempt to spy on us before I lose my shit, don't get me wrong I'm boiling up in here watching you, as if you're some sort of rat in my mafia." I scoff, "But everyone has a reason, am I right?" I cock up my brow and almost get whiplash with my words, I don't understand why they flew out of my mouth but for some reason Sofia's voice is penetrating my mind with pressuring words.

"It's all for Alessia." I nod in agreement knowing it was all down to her daughter. "We live in an apartment, I work all the time and the money in all honesty... Is shit, and my boss... Is a dick." She sighs.

"The job was to spy on you, 'Russo and sons' the business, I needed to go undercover and see if you were actually involved in the mafia." My gaze meets hers and I feel the sudden wave of coldness wash against my skin.

"I am meant to report back everytime I found something out... But its hard to keep him up to date when I'm getting attacked all the time." She tries to laugh off the pain she feels deep inside and all I can do is just sit there, taking all of the honesty in.

"Why so honest Luna? Why don't you just keep hiding your identity?" I scoff not revealing my soul going all soft on me now.

"Well I'm here aren't I? You guys are protecting my daughter and I, you're risking your lives by holding us here, especially as I'm unaware of who shot me that day and I'm pretty sure you don't know either." She folds both of her arms over her chest and begins to lean forward,"I appreciate and trust you guys, even though I don't want to. So it's about time you know who you're actually protecting."

I take in a deep breath and decide to stand out of the leather chair, I look at the window behind me and watch as the orange leaves begin to fall and crunch to the ground. My fingers play with the excess hair that lays at my nape knowing I need it all cut. My hands travel over my stubble that is also over-growing. But all I can think about is the shitty situation that we're all in.

𝐋 𝐔 𝐍 𝐀 • 𝐆 𝐎 𝐌 𝐄 𝐙

I watch as Alessia and Violetta run around and play on the swing set whilst Sofia speaks to her husband just before he leaves, all of the men including Bruno and Dante's father are going out for a meal with Dante's grandmother, but my mind keeps replaying the conversation I had only moments ago with the big bad wolf, but he really wasn't that bad. He spoke to me like he understood. And should he? Probably not, I doubt he is seeing anyone, he definitely doesn't have children and there is no caring side to Dante what so ever. But maybe, just maybe I'm revealing the caring and understanding side of him, or is it my daughter who is doing this? I'm simply just the witness.

I hear a sudden knock on the garden door that jolts me from my thoughts, I turn to see Justin with a faceful of anger, I raise a brow as that man always seems to have a period along with the hormones.

"I know!" He growls between gritted teeth. I stand tall and witness the anger only grow more furious. I step back as he waves some kind of paper in front of my face, but the writing is facing towards him, not me. What a dick.

"I don't understand Justin." I simply say, "Would also help if I could see what you're looking at." I mock and watch as the paper with the writing is now shoved right in my face, I scan the lines and disbelief and betrayal hit me like a ton of bricks.

Hey everyone! How are you liking the book so far? Sorry about the cliffhanger! (Not)... However I do apologise that this chapter is a bit longer... But I had to put all of this in! I hope you enjoyed!