The Inferno

SANDRO:

They assigned me an idealistic attorney who thinks I belong behind bars. Emilio Rossi walked into my courtroom wearing righteousness like armor and a fading wedding ring tan line that tells me everything I need to know. He’s vulnerable. Brilliant. Completely wrong for defending a man like me.

I should’ve requested different counsel.

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MATTEO:

I caught him infiltrating my club wearing a disguise and carrying a wire. Stefan Romano—the forgotten son of my enemy, sent on a suicide mission by his own father. I should have killed him. Should have sent him back. Instead, I kept him.

Locked him in a comfortable room and told myself it was strategy. That I’d use him as leverage...

JULIAN

I ran three states to escape an arranged marriage to a monster. I had nothing but wet clothes and desperation when I walked into Inferno nightclub begging for sanctuary.

I didn’t expect Elio Marino to see me as dangerous instead of fragile. Didn’t expect the head of security for New York’s most powerful crime family to look at me like I...

LUCA:

I built an empire on fear and control. Cold. Calculating. Untouchable.

Then I saw him. Valentino Russo, investigative journalist with fire in his eyes and a story that could destroy me. I should have eliminated the threat. Instead, I made him an offer: write what I want, or face the consequences.

I told myself it was about control. About...