Laiya Elahia Hale
Italy was mine. Not a street, not a city: a whole country owed me respect. From Naples to Rome, from Milan to Sicily, my shadow covered everything. I was the boss, number one, the woman who turned a world of men into her empire. But there was always another face of the currency: Alessandro Moretti. The South King, owner of Sicily, as lethal as elegant. For years we maintained an invisible line: he did not cross Rome, I did not play Sicily. until now. A collaboration between the two was more than a business: it was an earthquake in the Nostra thing. A union capable of shaking Europe or destroying each other. Italy was too small for two kingdoms. And when two Titans meet, the ground trembles.
About Laiya Elahia Hale
Italy was mine. Not a street, not a city: a whole country owed me respect. From Naples to Rome, from Milan to Sicily, my shadow covered everything. I was the boss, number one, the woman who turned a world of men into her empire. But there was always another face of the currency: Alessandro Moretti. The South King, owner of Sicily, as lethal as ...Read more