Chapter 79 What A Woman Wants

• It was late evening, and Alessandro was deep in a meeting at the mafia headquarters. The air was thick with tension. They had a lead on the traitor feeding information to the rival gang, but the informer’s tip was proving worthless.
• Alessandro’s patience wore thin. “You come to me with this?” he growled, his voice low and menacing. The informer stammered, trying to explain, but Alessandro’s glare silenced him.
• “You’re wasting my time with these baseless rumors,” Alessandro said coldly. “Do you know what happens to people who waste my time?”