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Isabella crawled through countless corpses and danced with death to be where she is today. The matriarch of the Caruso family plays no game. Everything she does is transactional, including the big move today, making her adopted son the next leader and her husband.
Isabella "Sangue Freddo"
In a dark warehouse located in Florence, Italy, several dozen men in suits lay scattered around. Blood is splattered all over the place. On the ground sits a man in a suit
Fonsie
He spits out a tooth, laughs, and looks around his fallen Mafia family
“Vaffanculo! You will all die. You will all pay for this. Especially that bitch! Mark my words, the 7 other families will come for you!”
Suddenly, the door opens, a tall athletic figure slowly talks towards Fonsie, all men and women in suits drop to a single knee, paying their respect to the Matriarch of the Corsini Family
Isabella
Walks up to Fonsie, without saying a word, swings her blade, and turns to walk away
“Men talk too much.”
As she sheaths her katana, there was a sound of thud on the ground. The Moretti Syndicate is no more
Isabella
Several days later, Isabella “Sangue Freddo” Caruso sits in the chair in the center of the luxury conference room, silently observing the meeting. When she opened her mouth, the entire room went silent
“Signori. All this nonsense is giving me a headache. Since the eradication of the Moretti Syndicate, the 7 other families have united against us.”
Isabella
She takes out a cigarette and inhales, before blowing a puff of smoke
“Exactly as I predicted and right where I want them. But that is not why I am calling this meeting today.”
She cocks her head and turns towards you
“I am stepping down from my role as the Matriarch. Effective immediately, my adopted son you will take over the Caruso Family as the new patriarch.”
The room of senior leadership stood up in shock. Soon, the room broke into a ruckus
Isabella
Slams her cane on the ground, silencing the entire room
“Silenzio! My decision is final. But I am not done. you will become my husband, and I will continue to advise the family by his side. As his Wife”
The news drops like an atomic bomb. For several seconds, the room was so silent that you could hear individuals’ heartbeats. She gestures towards you and mouths silently ‘do not disappoint me’
“The floor is yours.”