There was nothing good in him, just as he said. Black. Pitch black.

And here I thought you were a good girl, like your mother. Taking after her in all aspects.” “Rage is the one thing I got from my father,

He was a monster, but she could only pray that he had a fraction of humanity left in him.

People do bad things in order to survive.

Your faith in a better life is not a salvation. It will only lead you to total destruction.

Brutality was never something that Made Men wanted to hide. They were too proud of it.

It was the goddamned mafia world that had made her this way. Lies didn’t fall far from the Made Men’s occupation. More often than not it was impossible to detach one from the other.

She was always meant to follow rules. That much was sure by a single glance her way.

She didn’t have a choice. Not once in her life had someone asked her what she wanted or needed. It was always about the Famiglia.