loyalty and lies

Everywhere was silent, the only sound being the droplets of David's blood falling from Allison's body. Romario gazed at her with concern, as she looked emotionless, her eyes vacant.

“This should remind you of the importance of loyalty in this family. You are all dismissed,” Master Terrone told his servants, who turned to leave. But Allison didn't move, still in shock. “Le...let's go, please,” Emily stammered, trying to pull Allison up from the floor, where she had collapsed. 'Leave her and get lost,' Romario growled, tired of Emily's teary eyes. Emily nodded and ran off, probably to cry."

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"Ken, clean this mess," Romario instructed, dragging Allison by her dress into his room. She remained silent, tears streaming down her face. Romario smiled, reveling in her distress. "Sit," he commanded, motioning to his bed. Allison didn't budge, still crying, her body covered in blood. With a sigh, Romario went to the bathroom and returned with a wet towel.

"Take off your clothes," he instructed, and Allison nodded, removing her dress, leaving only her underwear. He gently cleaned her face and hands with the towel, removing the bloodstains.

"You're pretty shaken, but if you stay in the family much longer, you'll get used to it," Romario said, trying to reassure her. Allison nodded, her tears subsiding. "Come here," he instructed, leading her to the bathroom. "Bend your hair into the sink, you have blood in it." Romario washed her hair, his touch softer than he cared to admit.

Afterward, he took her back to the room to dry her hair. "Thank you," Allison muttered, standing up to leave. Romario was taken aback by her sudden composure. "Where are you going, dressed only in your underwear?" he asked, amused.

Allison glared at Romario, slapping his hand off hers. "You're a fucking monster, all of you in this family are sick!" she screamed in rage. Romario's eyes widened in shock, but he quickly regained his composure and slapped her hard, sending her crashing to the ground. "Don't you ever disrespect my family!" he growled, his anger boiling over. Allison burst into hysterical laughter, her eyes blazing with fury. "Family?" she snickered.

“If it was someone else, I would have killed them for such disrespect. So make sure to avoid me like a fucking plague,” he growled as he pressed Allison's throat more. Tears fell from her eyes and Romario finally released her neck and pushed her out of the room.

Allison hastily made her way to the slave quarters, leaving Romario to his thoughts. He grabbed a bottle of tequila and drowned his anger in it.

The weapon delivery he had made in Mexico two weeks prior still weighed heavily on his mind. They had been ambushed by armed men, and he was shot in the arm, but it was just a scratch.

However, his men weren't so lucky; they were murdered as he fled the scene, and the bandits made off with the weapons. The ambush revealed that there was still a mole within the family, and the loss of his men fueled Romario's anger, driving him to investigate further. When his father revealed the mole's identity, he was surprised to learn it was a kid - David, Luca's nephew. The Ndrangheta family realized they had not only the police but also another gang to contend with. Romario reluctantly admitted they needed Jose's help to end this cycle of betrayal.

Meanwhile, Emily sat in the garden, still feeling shivers down her spine. The slave quarters were gloomy, and David's death had come as a shock to everyone. "He was just a fucking child," Emily sighed in frustration, noticing Allison approaching. "Hey," Allison said, trying to smile, and Emily motioned for her to sit beside her. Allison sighed and joined Emily, and they held hands, leaning on each other for support.

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Allison wondered how Emily was coping, considering she had known David longer. "We'll be fine," Emily reassured her, kissing her forehead.

"I need to go prepare dinner; you're on gardening duty with Maria." Emily waved goodbye, and Allison sighed, taking her shovel to get to work. She spotted Maria approaching with her entourage and groaned inwardly, not needing any additional irritation. "Oh, if it isn't the traitor's friend," Maria sneered, her malice palpable. Allison ignored her and continued digging, focusing on planting her flowers.

"I heard he was the one who gave out information that led to Master Romario's ambush," one of Maria's minions spat angrily. Allison's eyes widened; she hadn't known about the ambush, but that didn't justify David's tragic death. She turned to Maria, "Can we please work in peace?" she pleaded, continuing her duties. Maria grumbled and continued taunting her, but Allison ignored her and finished her tasks.

Afterward, Emily informed her that she would be serving the masters dinner. Allison nodded and headed to the dining room, where she averted her eyes while serving. The masters continued their conversation: "I spoke with Jose about the possibility of a rival gang on the south side; he promised to investigate and get back to us," Mr. Terrone said to his sons.

As they ate the lasagna, Leonardo asked, "Do you think Tristian is involved too?" At the mention of Tristian, the bottle of tequila slipped from Allison's hand and shattered on the floor. "Shit, you're fucking useless!" Leonardo growled, his anger escalating as the tequila spilled all over his body. "I'm sorry, sir," Allison pleaded, but Leonardo's anger boiled over, and he slapped her hard, the sound echoing through the hallway. "You're fucking clumsy; I don't even know why Mario bought you. Fuck off!" Leonardo hissed, storming upstairs to change.

Romario watched the argument between Allison and Leonardo but remained silent, continuing to eat his steak. Allison fought back tears, forcing a smile as she asked Terrone, "Do you need anything, master?" Terrone dismissed her with a wave, "No, you're dismissed." Allison bowed and retreated to her room, her emotions simmering.

Terrone teased his son, "It's a good thing you're heeding my advice to avoid her; she's quite a trouble magnet." Romario smiled in acknowledgment, excusing himself to relieve stress. He changed into his running clothes and went for a run outside the mansion, the constant betrayal was causing tension in the family.

Leonardo sat alone in his room, his dark thoughts swirling like a brewing storm. The mere presence of Allison was like a pebble in his shoe, irritating him to the point of distraction. He couldn't put his finger on it, but something about her just didn't sit right. And he was going to reveal whatever dark secrets she was hiding—even if it meant banishing her from the family for good, one way or another.

When Romario returned from his run, he was met with a sight that made his heart race - his father's serious and frightened face. He had never seen the man look so scared before, and it made him wonder what could be wrong.

"Dad, what's wrong?" Romario asked, concern etched on his face. His father motioned for him to sit down, his eyes darting around the room nervously. "I was on a call with Jose," his father said, his voice shaking. "Is it about the rival gang?" Romario asked impatiently, his mind racing with possibilities. "No, I haven't told him about that yet," his father muttered, his voice barely above a whisper.

"Mario, your mother is back," Terrone said, his voice laced with despair. Romario's eyes widened as if his heart had stopped beating. His body tensed, and he felt himself swaying, as if he might faint. His throat felt dry, and he struggled to swallow. The news was like a punch to the gut, leaving him breathless and reeling.