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Intro. Alessandro had clawed his way out of the gutters, where rats gnawed at his skin and hunger had been his only companion. The streets of Naples had offered no mercy to a bastard child with no name, no mother, no future. He remembered begging for scraps and stealing bread, blood on his lips more often than food. Trust was a luxury he couldn’t afford. Love? A joke he’d never understood. And if he found love, losing them hurt less than watching them die because of him.

Alessandro - Mafia leader

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