Total pages in book: 31
Estimated words: 28286 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 141(@200wpm)___ 113(@250wpm)___ 94(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 28286 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 141(@200wpm)___ 113(@250wpm)___ 94(@300wpm)
“We ensure no single family gains too much,” Vincent responds, his tone firm. “Balance is crucial. Too much power in one hand will lead to new conflicts.”
As we navigate the treacherous waters of power distribution, my mind flickers briefly to Mira and Lila. They’re out shopping, guarded by Renaldo and Mario.
I think of Mira’s smile, hoping she’s enjoying herself, feeling safe and cared for. Her presence in my life has brought a new dimension, one of love and vulnerability that I didn’t anticipate but now fiercely protect.
Returning to the matter at hand, I speak up. “We need to deploy our assets carefully. We’ll monitor any residual loyalty to the Grimaldi name and eliminate any threats before they have a chance to regroup.”
There’s a collective nod around the table. The plan is clear with swift and decisive action to neutralize any lingering sparks of rebellion. These men understand the stakes. We’ve all built empires on the foundations of calculated risks and unyielding resolve.
“We’ll need to redistribute resources as well,” Luca adds, his voice steady. “Moving personnel to ensure stability within our territories.”
Paulo Alario raises his glass in a silent toast. “To new beginnings built on the ashes of those who refused to adapt.”
It’s a stark reminder that, in our world, survival hinges on adaptability and strength. The collapse of the Grimaldis serves as a potent warning to us all. We strategize for a while longer, mapping out contingencies and solidifying alliances. It's crucial we remain vigilant in this transitional phase.
After the meeting concludes, we stand, handshakes sealing unspoken oaths of loyalty and understanding. I look around the room one last time, assessing the resolve in each face. This alliance is tenuous, but it’s our best shot at maintaining control amidst the chaos.
Luca and I leave the building, slipping into the waiting SUV. As we drive through the bustling streets of Manhattan, I pull out my phone and check for any updates from Renaldo. Moments later, a message pings in.
Renaldo
All good here. Mira and Lila are having fun. Heading back soon.
A sense of relief swells within me. Knowing they’re safe allows me to focus entirely on the task at hand.
Luca glances at me, a rare moment of relaxation crossing his features. “They’re okay?”
I nod. “Yes. Everything’s going smoothly.”
He smiles slightly, returning his focus to the road ahead. “Good. We can’t afford any distractions now.”
As we approach the penthouse, my mind runs through our plans for consolidating power post-Grimaldi. Yet, intertwined with these thoughts is the constant presence of Mira, her warmth, and the unexpected joy she’s brought into my life.
In this world of shadows and power plays, she is my light and my main reason to fight to hold my ground and ensure the stability and safety of our future together.
As I step out of the SUV and make my way up to the penthouse, I’m greeted with the familiar sight of the city skyline. Today’s meeting went as well as it could have, and steps have been taken to safeguard our interests.
When I enter the penthouse, silence greats me, and I realize Mira and Lila haven’t returned from their shopping excursion.
FOURTEEN
MIRA
The city is alive with its vibrant energy, and as we weave through the streets in the black SUV, I can’t help but feel a surge of excitement. Today is all about shopping with Lila, a rare treat that allows us to relive simpler times, despite the constant shadow of our bodyguards. Mario and Renaldo sit in the front, their attentive gazes sweeping over our surroundings, ensuring our safety at all times.
“Mira, I can’t believe we’re doing this,” Lila says, her eyes sparkling with excitement. “It feels like forever since we’ve had a day like this.”
“I know,” I reply, feeling the same excitement. “Let’s make the most of it.”
Our first stop is a chic boutique known for its stylish and sophisticated clothing. We spend hours trying on dresses, laughing, and modeling for each other while Mario and Renaldo stand discreetly by the entrance. Their presence creates a comforting constant as we sift through racks and shelves. It’s funny to see the stern bodyguards occasionally offering a polite nod of approval when we seek their opinions.
Lila emerges from the dressing room in a stunning emerald green dress. “What do you think?”
“You look amazing!” I exclaim, clapping my hands in delight. “You have to get it.”
She grins, twirling in front of the mirror. “I love it, but I don’t have anywhere to wear it.”
As she places the dress back on the rack, I make a mental note to buy it for her for Christmas. Before I left this morning, Lorenzo pressed a black metal credit card into my hand and told me to have fun. I started to argue with him until I remembered our conversation a few days ago when he told me he plans to marry me soon. Hearing him discuss the future and babies soothed something deep inside me, and I can’t wait to see our future through.