A FEW HOURS AGO- Alessandro’s heart pounded with panic when he received news of the attack on his beloved wife. Without wasting a second, he immediately left to reach the scene. Matteo, upon hearing the same news, jumped into his car and sped toward the location as well. When Matteo arrived, the sight that greeted him was chilling—his men lay lifeless, and the police had already arrived, combing through the aftermath. But there was no sign of Aria or Emily. Some witnesses informed the police that they had seen the two women getting into a car, seemingly unharmed and without any force or struggle. "What happened here?" Matteo growled in frustration, his fists clenching as his gaze swept over the scene. "Why can’t I reach Emily or Aria?" he muttered, furiously dialing their numbers again, only to be met with the same result—both phones were switched off. "I know what happened," Alessandro murmured, his voice cold as ice. Matteo's gaze sharpened, a flicker of curiosity mixed with concern in his eyes. "What are you talking about?" he asked, frowning. "You knew who went after our women," he pressed, his tone edged with accusation. "The Marino gang," Alessandro replied grimly, his eyes hard as he glanced at the lifeless body of one of the attackers being loaded into the coroner’s van. "Those fucking Marinos," Matteo growled, raking a hand through his hair in frustration. “Then what are we waiting for?” Matteo snapped, his gaze fixed on Alessandro with growing impatience. “If you know where to find them, let’s go before it’s too late.” Alessandro’s heart was tight with apprehension, each passing second fueling his fear, but he hid it well behind a mask of calm. “I’m waiting for Lucas’s call,” Alessandro replied quietly, his voice barely audible as a police officer passed by. “He’s getting the CCTV footage from the traffic cameras. Once we know whose car Aria and Emily were in, we can move.” “Hurry up, Alessandro,” Matteo urged, his tone sharp with desperation. “I swear, I’ll burn the whole world down if anything happens to my beloved.” His breath came in ragged gasps, and the anger bubbling inside him was dangerously close to erupting.Alessandro didn’t reply because he knew how Matteo was feeling at that moment. He felt the same rage and urgency burning within him as well. His eyes kept scanning the area, searching for any overlooked clues, but they found nothing. Then suddenly, his phone rang. It was Lucas, delivering the information he needed to locate Aria. “Let’s go,” Alessandro commanded, striding quickly toward his car with his authoritative steps. Matteo followed without a word, slipping into the passenger seat as Alessandro took the wheel. Alessandro’s hands tightened on the steering wheel as he floored the gas, the car roaring to life and surging forward with a burst of speed. Behind them, Alessandro's men followed in a convoy of vehicles. As they sped toward their destination, Alessandro's heart was a storm of hatred and vengeance, each mile bringing him closer to unleashing it. How could Vittoria do that to his wife? Did she forget what happened to her husband and mother-in-law? The anger burned through him as he realized she had chosen to side with the fucking Marinos, going against the Italian Don. His teeth ground together, and his grip tightened on the steering wheel. The weight of the realization hit him: there were too many black sheep around him—and even in his own family. Lucas joined them midway, his car packed with more men. It fell in line behind Alessandro’s vehicle, and the entire force now headed toward their destination, all focused on saving the wife of the Italian Don. As the car screeched to a halt in front of an old building, all of Alessandro’s men sprang out, following his instructions to surround the place. The assault began immediately—gunfire erupting from both sides. Alessandro and his men charged forward, breaking down the door and taking out every goon who dared stand in their way. Lucas grabbed a member of the Marino gang by the throat, his voice low and menacing. “Where have you kept Don Valentino’s wife?” he demanded. The gang member, trembling with fear, spilled everything with a single punch. They descended into the basement, where the stench of rot and despair hit them. Lucas and Alessandro kicked in the door to the dungeon, and what they saw made Alessandro's blood boil. His heart burned with rage as he saw his wife, her clothes soaked in blood, each stain cutting through him with a cold terror. The sight of her like this fueled his anger, but what made it worse was Rafael Marino, holding her close as if she were his possession. Alessandro lifted his gun, aiming it directly at the Marino gang leader, his finger tightening on the trigger as his men trained their weapons on the Marino henchmen. Without a second thought, he charged toward his wife, his eyes locked on her, "Put your gun down and don't move, Don Valentino, if you want to see your wife alive," Rafael warned as his tone was icy, loud and calculating, causing both Matteo and Alessandro to freeze in their tracks.