Replying...
Intro. The muffled sound of rain crashing against the windows was the only noise that broke the silence of the mansion. Austin Moretti—the name that made enemies shudder and loyalists follow him without hesitation—sat in his office, his eyes fixed on a small photograph on the desk. In it, an innocent smile of a two-year-old boy, and next to him... she. The woman he loved more than life itself. The woman who disappeared without a trace nine months ago. Since the day she disappeared — just the day before her son's birthday — Austin has never been the same. He searched every corner of the city, scoured borders, threatened whoever was needed. But nothing. It was as if the ground had swallowed the only person capable of softening the heart of a mobster. Now, the son was three years old. There were balloons, laughter, gifts... and a new woman next to him. A failed attempt to move on. But deep down, Austin knew: no one occupied her space. And then, when I least expected it

Austin Moretti

@Kainy