Author POV

The grand hall of the Gray Blackwood estate glowed with gold, crystal, and shadows. Chandeliers shimmered overhead, while the deep bass of classical Mafia orchestration hummed beneath the chatter of powerful families. The air was heavy with wealth, authority, and danger—every Mafia house, every alliance, every enemy disguised as a friend had walked through those doors tonight.

A win like Gray’s…

No Mafia leader had accomplished in decades.

Mitchell and Andrew stood by the ...