And the funniest part of all this was when she said she hasn’t seen any hate being sent toward the Famiglia and has only seen hate toward the Camorra, after being asked if she hadn’t seen the hate directed at the Outfit and Famiglia fandom and how Camorra fans only stand up for themselves.
Honestly, I wasn’t even surprised because, at the end of the day, that’s always going to be the response from someone in that fandom. 😭😂

She defended everything she said about Aria as “just her opinion,” while simultaneously tearing her character down for me. At the end of the day, I’m just glad I saw right through her bullshit because imagine if I hadn’t and actually accepted everything she was saying???

We would never have seen her true feelings about Aria. 😭😂 It’s just so funny how she pretended to understand Aria and claimed she loved the Famiglia, only to turn around minutes later and completely tear down Aria’s character. Like, girl… you had me in the first half. 😭😂😂😂

Anyways, I deleted all my comments from my page. I should’ve done that from the very first comment she made because it’s not like I didn’t already know where that conversation was heading. 😭😂

“Fabi found his own brothers with the Falcones” but when those brothers wanted to hurt his woman it was the awful sister he wanted to send her too🤡🤡🤡
Apparently she also hates Kiara with passion 💀😭

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 ᰔ
𓏲ּ𝄢 𝘚𝘤𝘶𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘪 𝘚𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴 ⋆˚࿔
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ᯓ Aria hated arguments, tried to keep people together with her beautiful smile and kind words. Fuck. The slow smile that began
with a soft curl at the corners of that perfect mouth, then spread until it broke across her entire face, wide and stunning. ᯓ

-`♡´- -`♡´- -`♡´-

ᯓ Her face was mostly covered by her unruly hair. I felt the irresistible urge to see her expression. Slowly, carefully I sat up and brushed a few strands away with my free hand. Gianna looked like a fucking angel in sleep. Too beautiful to be real. Her thick lashes rested on her pale skin. I trailed a fingertip over her high cheekbone, enjoying the softness of her skin. ᯓ

-`♡´- -`♡´- -`♡´-

ᯓ As I stood over Lily, I watched her for a moment. She lay on her back, her blonde hair spread out on her pillow, and her brows drawn together. Even in the throes of a nightmare she was fucking beautiful. Damn it. ᯓ

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 ᰔ
⋆. 𐙚˚࿔ 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐎 & 𝐋𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐍𝐀 𝜗𝜚˚⋆
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ᯓ Neither of us said anything. From the corner of my eye, I saw him reaching for my cheek. I backed away. Bracing myself, I lifted my gaze.
“This was a mistake,” I whispered.
Shock crossed Romero’s face, then it became emotionless. “A mistake.”
“I’m going to marry Benito soon. We can’t do this again.”
Romero gave a terse nod, then he turned on his heel and walked off. I had to resist the urge to run after him.ᯓ

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 ᰔ
𐙚⋆. 𝘔𝘢𝘳𝘤𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢 𝘝𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘰 ₊˚ෆ
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ᯓ Marcella is tough as nails. If our father expected her to suffer pain for the cause, she’d do it again and she wouldn’t break, because she’s a Vitiello. And taking a tattoo doesn’t make you more loyal. Marcella lives and breathes for our family, and our family is the Famiglia. ᯓ

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 ᰔ
⋆. 𐙚˚࿔ 𝐌𝐀𝐗𝐈𝐌𝐔𝐒 & 𝐒𝐀𝐑𝐀 𝜗𝜚˚⋆
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ᯓ Sara touched my cheek now too. “I want today to mark not just Ambra’s birth but also the day when we finally let the past be the past and focus on what we have now and our beautiful future ahead. ᯓ

⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘

Literally my babiessss🥹❤️

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 ᰔ
⋆ ˚｡⋆୨ 𝘍𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘨𝘭𝘪𝘢 𝘎𝘪𝘳𝘭𝘴 ୧⋆ ˚｡⋆
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ᯓ She pressed her lips together, obviously not believing me. She looked fucking beautiful, and her skin was like velvet under my fingertips. ᯓ

-`♡´- -`♡´- -`♡´-

ᯓ “I almost laughed. That’s what everyone expected. Most men in our world even thought she deserved it. I turned to her, my gaze tracing her beautiful face. Even more beautiful than my memory had made me believe. ᯓ

-`♡´- -`♡´- -`♡´-

ᯓ Lily, you are stunning. Of course I find you attractive. Look at you, you are too fucking beautiful for words. ᯓ

-`♡´- -`♡´- -`♡´-

ᯓ She looked like a porcelain doll: big blue eyes, chocolate hair and creamy white skin; breakable beautiful ᯓ

⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘
They mog the men soo hard 🤭

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 ᰔ
𐙚⋆. 𝘎𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘝𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘰 ₊˚ෆ
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ᯓ Dressed in tight black leggings, an oversized black pullover with a huge glittery Kiss tongue and black boots, she looked like a rock band groupie. I doubted she owned a single piece of clothing that wasn’t black. Gianna had really found her own style, and most women in the Famiglia didn’t approve of it. ᯓ

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 ᰔ
⋆. 𐙚˚࿔ 𝐋𝐔𝐂𝐀 & 𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐀 𝜗𝜚˚
˗ˏˋ 12ᴛʜ ᴀɴɴɪᴠᴇʀsᴀʀʏ ˎˊ˗
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ᯓ She put her head down on my chest. For some reason, it felt as if it were meant to be like this, as if Aria had always and would always belong right there—close to my cold, cruel heart. ᯓ

-`♡´- -`♡´- -`♡´-

ᯓ Those words on your back, I mean them, Luca. I will follow you anywhere. Your darkness doesn’t scare me. I love you, your strength and loyalty, your tenderness and protectiveness. I love your gentle side, but just as much I love your darkness. I’ll love you in your darkest hour, I’ll love you even when you are weak, and if you need me to
be your light, I will. I love every piece of you, Luca.” ᯓ

-`♡´- -`♡´- -`♡´-

ᯓ I suckled Aria’s ankle. “Mine.” I kissed her calf. “Mine.” Then her knee. “Mine.” Her thigh. “Mine.” Until I finally reached her pussy. I dragged her panties down before I wedged myself between her thighs. I planted a kiss on her folds. “Mine.” ᯓ

-`♡´- -`♡´- -`♡´-

ᯓ His gray eyes softened, and that sight always got me. That look, that side of him, nobody got to see it but me. Perhaps Luca had been the first and only man to claim my body, but I was the first and only person who had that part of him, his soft side, his gentle side. That was all mine.ᯓ

⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘

Happy anniversary to the couple that made me believe that sometimes the greatest love stories begin with two strangers who simply refuse to stop choosing one another.

Forever my legendary lovers. ❤️🥂

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 ᰔ
𐙚⋆. 𝘈𝘳𝘪𝘢 𝘝𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘰 ₊˚ෆ
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ᯓ I pushed my palms against his chest when he stopped in front of me. “Take your proposal back. Tell my father you don’t want Gianna.”
Matteo laughed. “Why would I? I want her. I always get what I was want. Gianna shouldn’t have played games with the big boys.”
I lost it and slapped him across the face. My stupid Italian temperament. I usually reigned it in, better than my other siblings at least, but not today.ᯓ

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 ᰔ
-‘๑’- 𝘓𝘶𝘤𝘢 𝘝𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘰 °˖➴
˗ˏˋ ᴛʜᴇ ᴠɪᴄᴇ ˎˊ˗
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ᯓ I was focused only on Junior. I was going to crush him to fucking dust. I wrapped my second hand around his throat as well then squeezed as hard as I could. “You fucking traitor,” I snarled. Did he think he could kill me? His eyes began bulging, and I squeezed even harder until the veins in his fucking eyeballs began to pop and his bones crumpled under the force of my grip. He jerked one last time, and I dropped him to the ground. My fingers were covered in his blood. ᯓ

-`♡´- -`♡´- -`♡´-

ᯓ Father barely glanced our way before he headed for my cousin. “You crushed his throat?” he asked, inspecting what remained of Gottardo Junior. I caught the hint of pride in his voice. I didn’t want his fucking approval. I nodded. “I didn’t have any weapons because I assumed I was among family and not a fucking traitor. He choked on his traitorous blood.”
“Like a Vise,” Matteo commented.
“Luca, the Vise,” Father said with a strange smile. ᯓ

-`♡´- -`♡´- -`♡´-

ᯓ “I shoved the massive table away and grabbed my uncle by the throat, lifting him from his chair and throwing it over. I thrust him against the wall and clamped both my hands down on his neck and squeezed as hard as I could. His head turned red, eyes bulging. He clawed at me, beat and scratched, but I didn’t loosen my grip. Nobody dared coming to his aid as he fought for his life. I stared into his eyes as I had done many years ago when I’d killed his son. His bones gave in, pierced his carotid and esophagus. He choked, blood spurting out of his lips. He coughed, choked on his own fucking blood. Blood hit my face and shirt as he wheezed. I didn’t ease up until the light left his fucking eyes, then I unfastened my grip and let his corpse drop to the ground at my feet. It had become dead quiet around me. ᯓ

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This one action that had everyone on a chokehold, it was some men’s dream to do it like him🙂‍↕️

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 ᰔ
⋆.˚ 𝘝𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘰 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘺 ₊˚ෆ
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ᯓ I don’t want trouble within my family. For me and my wife, family is everything.ᯓ

-`♡´- -`♡´- -`♡´-

ᯓ Marcella is tough as nails. If our father expected her to suffer pain for the cause, she’d do it again and she wouldn’t break, because she’s a Vitiello. And taking a tattoo doesn’t make you more loyal. Marcella lives and breathes for our family, and our family is the Famiglia.ᯓ

-`♡´- -`♡´- -`♡´-

ᯓ We’ll make a bloody statement and force them to follow our command. We’re Vitiellos, we don’t bow to anyone’s whims. ᯓ

-`♡´- -`♡´- -`♡´-

ᯓ “Of course you did,” Valerio said aghast. “They are dead. And we Vitiellos showed them who’s boss.” I nodded, but still felt emotional. ᯓ

⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘
The best family in Cr verse, argue with the wall 🙂‍↕️

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 ᰔ
𐙚⋆. 𝘊𝘢𝘳𝘢 𝘛𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘴𝘢𝘯 ₊˚ෆ
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ᯓ I curled my hands to fists and stared up at the night sky. I’d never found the sight calming or even inspiring. For me it had always looked too vast, too uncertain. Something I couldn’t control or comprehend, not even begin to.
Cara, she, too, was like the night sky. As beautiful, there was no doubt about it.ᯓ

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 ᰔ
⋆. 𐙚˚࿔ 𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐀 & 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀 𝜗𝜚˚⋆
────୨ৎ────
ᯓ Amusement flashed across Aria’s face before Marcella asked another question about the butterfly featured in her book. They both focused on the image with a small frown and pursed lips, looking so much alike in that moment, my fucking heart throbbed harder. ᯓ

-`♡´- -`♡´- -`♡´-

ᯓ Her eyes seemed to see all the way into my soul. She wanted to see for herself who I was and if I deserved her daughter. And fuck it made me more nervous than Luca’s murderous glare ever had. ᯓ

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 ᰔ
-‘๑’- 𝘔𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘰 𝘝𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘰 °˖➴
˗ˏˋ ᴄʀᴀᴢʏ ғᴜᴄᴋᴇʀ ˎˊ˗
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ᯓ Romero grimaced. “Few people stab themselves in the brain.”
“There’s always a first time for everything.” I chuckled but fell silent at a look from Luca. “Oh, come on,” I said. “It was funny.”
Luca’s lips twitched but he was too stubborn to admit I was right. ᯓ