Chapter 47 Shadows and Crossroads

The night sky above Florence was velvet-black, dotted with stars that glimmered faintly beyond the city haze. From the terrace of the penthouse, Alessandro watched the Arno River glisten like a dark ribbon. The city seemed peaceful-an illusion that mocked him. Beneath the calm façade, alliances were crumbling, betrayals brewing.

And he knew the st