The De Luca estate was ablaze, gunfire echoing through its halls. Alessia clung to Marco, her heart racing.
"Marco, what's happening?" Alessia cried.
Marco's eyes scanned the chaos. "The Morani family has betrayed us. They're destroying everything."
Alessia's mind reeled. "Why?"
Marco's jaw clenched. "Project Eclipse. They think we deceived them."
Suddenly, Giovanni appeared, his face grim. "Marco, we've lost the Rossi alliance. They're siding with the Morani."
Marco's expression darkened. "Traitors."
Alessia's fear intensified. Were they surrounded?
As they fought to regain control, Alessia realized the true extent of Project Eclipse's consequences.
The Morani family's vengeance knew no bounds.
Their loyalty, once steadfast, now shattered.
The De Luca family's future hung in the balance.
Marco's phone buzzed. "What's happening?" he demanded.
"It's Alessandro," his consigliere replied. "He's returning to Italy. With Sophia."
Alessia's heart skipped a beat. Alessandro and Sophia?
Marco's eyes locked onto hers. "Alessia, this changes everything."
As the battle raged on, Alessia wondered:
Would Alessandro and Sophia's return tip the scales?
Or would the Morani family's vengeance consume them all?
The hours passed in a blur of gunfire and screams.
Alessia's world narrowed to Marco's presence.
Together, they fought for survival.
For their family.
For their future.
As dawn broke, the chaos subsided.
The De Luca estate lay in ruins.
Alessia's heart heavy with grief.
Marco's eyes searched hers. "Alessia, I—"
"I'm with you, Marco," Alessia said, her voice firm.
Marco's expression softened. "Together, we'll rebuild."
But as they surveyed the damage, Alessia realized:
The Morani family's attack was only the beginning.
The true challenge lay ahead.
Rebuilding trust.
Restoring power.
Protecting their family.
From the shadows, a figure watched.
Francesca Rossi.
Her eyes narrowed.
"The De Lucas may have survived," she whispered. "But their downfall is inevitable."