Ginevra tried desperately to calm her mother down after she broke down in tears upon hearing the news of Sullivan's death.

I, on the other hand, sat frozen in my seat, entirely unmoving. The announcement of my brother's passing coming directly from Bianchi was something I would never have wished for even my worst enemy.

"Adam..." Angelina whispered softly beside me.

To anyone watching, I looked like a brother fighting with everything in him to hold back tears, refusing to believe the devastating words spoken by the older Don. After all, Bianchi was still a former enemy of Sullivan, and just because I was married to his daughter didn't mean...