Chapter 8 - Fire and Blood
The night sky over Lake Como exploded into a inferno as Lorenzo's forces launched a heavy assault on the Moretti fortress in Bellagio.
Rockets shattered the reinforced gates, and automatic gunfire echoed across the hills. Lorenzo led the breach himself, moving through the halls like the angel of death, cutting down every enemy combatant who dared stand in his way.
In the central courtyard, Lorenzo finally faced Eduardo Moretti—the elderly, ruthless Don who had ordered the hit on his infant son.
"You think you've won, Lorenzo?" Eduardo spat, bleeding heavily from a gunshot wound to the chest as he leaned against his burning sports car. "Even if I die, my men will hunt that bastard child of yours to the ends of the earth!"
"My son is protected by the strongest army in Europe," Lorenzo said coldly, raising his custom silver pistol. "And more importantly... he has a mother who would tear the world apart to keep him safe."
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Bang.
With a single shot, the Moretti family empire collapsed into dust. The war that had plagued Northern Italy for generations was officially over.
