Aliana’s POV

The initial blast shook the mansion, vibrating the ground under my feet.

The windows shook forcefully, and the noise of gunfire resonated through the corridors. My heart raced within my chest as I clenched the cold metal of the gun that Freddy had forced into my grip.

Yells broke out outside.

Freddy’s crew was already confronting those who had the audacity to assault his residence.

Freddy's jaw tightened, his whole body transforming into something menacing. At that moment, he was more than my husband—he was the Mafia King.

The merciless, unyielding individual who governed this city.

And at this moment?

Someone had confronted him.

"Remain behind me," he...