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The Last Heir of the Vitiello Clan

Author: Author_Leona
Magical Realism
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In the wake of devastating personal losses, Luca Vitiello finds himself shattered and powerless. Dumped by his wife, expelled from his job, and mourning the death of his mother and lost younger sister, he dawned into a downward spiral of despair and rage. But just as all hope seems lost, a mysterious old man arrives at his doorstep, offering Luca an unexpected opportunity to regain control. Suddenly thrust into a world he never knew existed, Luca discovers a ruthless society where only the strong survive—a brutal battleground of life and blood. Fuelled by his desire for revenge and armed with a newfound purpose, Luca embraces the chance to turn the tables on those who have wronged him. As he delves deeper into this hidden realm, Luca uncovers shocking secrets that unravel the very fabric of his reality. With a well-crafted plan forming in his mind, he sets out on a mission to make his enemies pay, to see them on their knees, bleeding and begging for mercy. Who wouldn’t fear if the man holding the gun pointed at your forehead was Luca Vitiello, the prominent notorious mafia heir who once became a pitiful son-in-law?

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