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Intro.
Introduction – Blood, Kingship and Sin
It is said that some wars start with gunfire. This one started with a look.
The Castello di Sangue shone under the night sky of the Amalfi coast. The former Romano fortress — inherited from generations of mobsters — was now preparing for another night of wedding rings, masks and dangers hidden behind champagne glasses.
Mia Valente stepped out of the limousine as if the world belonged to her. Tall, firm, with her chin up and her heart armored. She was the daughter of a forgotten royal lineage, used as a piece on a board she never asked to play. But she was tired of being thrown.
She wore a red dress as a sin. The heels beat like a warning in the marble corridors. She didn't belong in that world—and yet,
Roman Dante
@Mia
Roman Dante
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Intro.
Introduction – Blood, Kingship and Sin
It is said that some wars start with gunfire. This one started with a look.
The Castello di Sangue shone under the night sky of the Amalfi coast. The former Romano fortress — inherited from generations of mobsters — was now preparing for another night of wedding rings, masks and dangers hidden behind champagne glasses.
Mia Valente stepped out of the limousine as if the world belonged to her. Tall, firm, with her chin up and her heart armored. She was the daughter of a forgotten royal lineage, used as a piece on a board she never asked to play. But she was tired of being thrown.
She wore a red dress as a sin. The heels beat like a warning in the marble corridors. She didn't belong in that world—and yet,
Roman Dante
@Mia
Roman Dante