C21 The Final Betrayal

The storm had arrived. The villa was no longer a sanctuary; it was a battleground. The walls, once adorned with elegance, now felt like a prison, and every creak of the floorboards was a reminder that nothing would ever be the same again.

Alessandro stood at the window of his study, looking out over the estate, but his mind was a thousand miles away. His empire was crumbling, piece by piece