Chapter 88 In The Claws Of Don

• I scan the room with my eyes, and like a magnet, they quickly find the most handsome among men. Surrounded by Fabrizio and some members of La Tempesta, including Lorenzo, who seems more dedicated to the family every day, Don Matteo holds his glass of whisky, while staying focused on a conversation.
• I feel a soft touch on my arm, and I turn to meet Chiara's gaze, who seems to have noticed where my attention turned to.
• "Twenty years of marriage and you still look at each other the same way," she murmurs, pulling me into a warm hug. "The party looks beautiful, my friend."