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Amidst the embrace and joyous reunion between Angelo and Trisha, still catching their breath and enjoying the warmth of each other's arms once again, Trisha's mind juggled to something shocking. She pulled away a bit from Angelo and questioned the peculiar address the man who posed as a Priest had used."Wait. Master? Why is he calling you master?" She asked curiously.Angelo knew this moment was going to come when both his wife and his sister would ask about all of this new status but the time wasn't as perfect as he planned it in his mind to reveal the details of everything to her.Trying to ease her confusion, Angelo responded with a reassuring tone,"I'll explain everything later. Let's focus on the moment for now."The bizarre scene continued as the invading army who had just disrupted her wedding with Don Romero, now bowed before Angelo. Trisha couldn't understand what was happening and she sought further for answers."Why are they bowing to you like a king? What's going on, Ang

Angelo sat among the crowd in pain as he watched the Priest proceed with the marriage ceremony, there was not so much he could do as Don Romero’s men sat with him to keep him from making any move.“Will you, Don Romero Gustavo, take her, Trisha Rodriguez as your lawfully wedded wife? To love and to cherish, in sickness and in health till death do you part?” The Priest dressed in his priestly apparel presented the long-awaited question to the Don.Don Romero looked at the Priest as he made his statement, and then turned to look at Angelo where he sat on the front row with an evil smirk which only showed how powerful he was over Angelo, he replied,“Yes, I do.” He returned his gaze to Trisha looking at her lustfully from her boobs to her thighs and all, smacking his lips.Trisha had strictly been warned not to drop a tear at the wedding to cause embarrassment for the Don or her parents otherwise they would make Annabel suffer for it. But seeing Angelo forced to sit at the front row witn

Don Romero being the biggest Mafia boss in all of Sicily wouldn't have a mere wedding particularly as he intends to demonstrate his powers over the powerless.The wedding was held on his private island in Sicily with an invitation to the biggest names in the country including the President of Italy, Carlos Navarro. Sicily was bustling with the movement of people to various locations where they were forced by the Don's local gangsters to watch the wedding on screens. A subtle reminder that they were poor and powerless and Don Romero owned Sicily and everyone in it."Today ought to be a great day for us but now it's a day of terror and humiliation," Baron cried to his wife, Stella, as they got ready for the event that morning.Stella took a deep breath as she helped her husband with his tie, and she responded to him,"We are lucky to still be alive right now. For everything we did to Angelo, he should have our heads by now.""But that's the problem, we don't know what he is planning for

As Angelo and Brandon soared through the skies in the helicopters, the wind whipping around them, Angelo's instructions echoed in the air. "Seize the Rodriguez estate, bring them all, including Dirty Dog and his men. Lock them in the Angels’ Bunker, 50 feet beneath 'THE HOUSE OF ANGELS.'" The urgency in his voice conveyed the gravity of the situation."Yes sir!" Brandon responded. "I want 20 men and three armored vehicles stationed at the estate. No one goes in unless on my command. And bring all the prisoners." Brandon quickly passed Angelo's instructions to the captain of their forces.Amid their flight, Angelo and Brandon discussed their next move. The armored vehicles, a formidable procession, trailed behind, carrying the prisoners from the Rodriguez estate. Angelo's plan unfolded, the first strike aimed at punishing the Rodriguezs and their agents.The helicopters touched down at the Angels’ residence, a place known as the epicenter of power for the Angels. For 20 years now, it

The event that just unfolded left the Rodriguezs in a surreal state of disbelief as if trapped in a dream or a whimsical journey to an imaginary realm. Enveloped in confusion, their minds drifted into an emptiness of thoughts.The sounds of gunshots in the air shattered the illusion, forcing them to the harsh reality as they instinctively dropped to the ground, shivering.The powerful man, who had just referred to Angelo as "MASTER" brought out a device resembling a pen from his suit pocket. With swift precision, he pressed it against Angelo's arm, administering a shot that worked like a magical elixir, instantly filling him with strength. Angelo, who moments ago had been left incapacitated, now stood on his own two feet, restored to full strength as if untouched by the recent turmoil.A security detail, bearing a majestic white coat adorned with 24-carat diamonds, approached with regal grace. The glittering coat, a symbol of power and authority, was brought before Angelo. The powerfu

"No. Annabel!!!" Angelo shouted in shock, "Please, don't hurt her, just let her go. I beg of you." His pleading fell on deaf ears.Angelo's heart pounded as he rushed toward his sister. Confusion etched his face as he approached her, intent on shielding her from them. Before he could move any further or utter another word, Dirty Dog's fist struck with lightning speed, sending Angelo sprawling to the ground, his body wracked with pain.Don Romero, his interest piqued by the sight of Angelo's sister, issued a chilling order. "Bring her along. We'll auction her to my rich friends."Angelo, grappling with the agony from the beating, attempted to rise and voice his protest. Yet, Dirty Dog relentlessly enforced his menacing reputation, delivering blows that left Angelo gasping for breath.Helpless and battered, Angelo lay there as Don Romero seized both his sister and his wife on the same day. It was a brutal display of power, a stark reminder of his powerlessness against the ruthless Mafi