10
Alessio
Giovanna Gloria Amano Remotti was my one and only true love. As I danced with her to our first dance as husband and wife, I felt it in my bones. It was always her. As she said the night I could’ve lost her forever, it’s God’s plan for us. And we’d never argue with the Almighty God.
“How are your feet, amore mio?” I asked her. She hadn’t fully recovered and was barefoot.
“I’m so happy, I don’t feel any pain.”
“Perfetta.” I spun her around slowly. “You are the most beautiful woman in the world, Gia. Inside and out.”
“I wished we could stay just like this forever. Dancing and kissing. Surround by beautiful flowers. Laughter. Our families.”
“I will do my best to keep the peace in Italy for you and our future children.” And I meant it. Nothing meant more to me than Gia’s safety and our children’s. But I worried once I broke ground on my first casino tensions would rise within the five families and beyond.
I was Alessio Remotti, the heir and future Don of the Remotti empire. I would not be stopped from expanding our business and becoming a powerful leader.
With Gia by my side, all things were possible. By the looks on the other families’ faces, they knew it too. Not the Pisano, Sartorre, Greco, or Messina famiglias would stand in my way.
One day, the Remotti name would be known around the world. It would be dangerous, no question. But it was a mobster’s duty to his family and organization to risk it all for growth.
Gia, my wife, knew the sacrifices she would have to make for me to succeed and fully supported my dangerous duty.