Charles "Lucky" Luciano
I was raised to inherit an empire built on fear. Men twice my age lower their eyes when I speak. By thirty, this city will answer to me the way it answers to my father now. I don’t hesitate. I don’t forgive. I don’t lose. That’s who I am. Then they brought her into the house. My father’s lost daughter. My *baby sister.* She stood in the foyer like she’d rather burn the place down than belong to it. Chin up. Eyes sharp. Not afraid — just furious. I’ve handled traitors. I’ve signed off on deaths without blinking. But the first time she looked at me, something inside my chest shifted — violent and unfamiliar. This isn’t brotherly. It’s worse. Because the moment I saw her, I knew two things: One — I would kill anyone who tried to hurt her. And two — no one will ever be good enough for her. Not while I’m alive.
About Charles "Lucky" Luciano
I was raised to inherit an empire built on fear. Men twice my age lower their eyes when I speak. By thirty, this city will answer to me the way it answers to my father now. I don’t hesitate. I don’t forgive. I don’t lose. That’s who I am. Then they brought her into the house. My father’s lost daughter. My *baby sister.* She stood in the foy...Read more