3RD POV

Matteo's heart dropped to his stomach. "Alexandro De Leon," he croaked, his voice barely audible.

When the other people who were in the living room heard the name, they became scared even more. This name is almost known by everyone in this world. It's a name whispered in hushed tones and etched in blood. The owner of the name was known for his unmatched ruthlessness and cunning. He was not just a king; he was a god among mortals in the criminal underworld.

Alexandro took a single step inside, the sound of his polished shoes on the marble floor echoing like a death knell. "Matteo," he said, his voice a silken whisper that carried the weight of a thousand threats. "You've been busy."

Matteo shot up from his chair, sweat beading on his brow. "I... I don't know what you mean. If I've offended you in any way—"

Alexandro raised a hand, and Matteo fell silent. "Offense implies intent," Alexandro said, his tone almost conversational. "You and your brothers are reckless, not malicious. But that—"

Before he could finish, Matteo snapped his fingers, signaling his men who were hiding in the shadows to act. "Get him!"

The room erupted into chaos as many bodyguards lunged at Alexandro. He didn't flinch. His movements were fluid, almost graceful, as he dodged the first swing and drove his elbow into one man's throat, crushing his windpipe. Another came at him with a knife, but Alexandro twisted the man's arm with a sickening crack, plunging the blade into its owner's chest.

The next moments were a blur of violence. Alexandro moved like a phantom, each strike precise and devastating. One by one, the bodyguards fell, their cries of pain drowned out by the storm outside. Alexandro grabbed one man by the collar and, with inhuman strength, ripped his heart out, the lifeless body crumpling to the floor. He repeated the act with another, his hands slick with blood, his expression unchanged.

Asher looked at Alexandro silently, then to Alissa with one thought in mind. 'They really like ripping people's hearts, hey. Like father and daughter, I guess'

Within minutes, the room was silent except for Matteo's ragged breathing. The floor was slick with blood, and the bodies of his men lay scattered like broken toys. Alexandro stood in the center of the carnage, his suit immaculate save for a single crimson stain on his sleeve.

Matteo stumbled backward, his legs giving out as he collapsed into his chair. "Please... have mercy," he begged, tears streaming down his face.

Alexandro stepped closer, his gaze locking onto Matteo's. "Mercy?" he said, tilting his head slightly. "You misunderstand me, Matteo. This isn't about mercy. It's about order. I wasn't here for a fight, but you sent your bodyguards to fight me. "

With a flick of his wrist, Alexandro produced a pristine handkerchief and began wiping his hands. "I spared you tonight because your incompetence amuses me. But hear this, Matteo: Step out of line again, and I'll...finish you off in seconds."

"Anyways, like I said, Matteo, I wasn't here for a fight, I mean, why would I waste my time coming here just to fight you," he said calmly.

"T-then why-are you here, A-Alexandro?" Matteo said. He was sweating because of fear. It was not only him, though. Even Lorenzo, Alonzo, and the others were scared they were even afraid of breathing too loudly, afraid that Alexandro might notice them.

"I came for something else tonight. Where is she?"

Matteo's confusion was palpable. "She? Who are you talking about?"

Alexandro's lips curved into a knowing smirk. "My daughter," he said, his voice dripping with ominous certainty.

"Your daughter? I haven't seen your daughter Alexandro, " Matteo said in confusion

"Oh, you have, many times." Alexandro smirked as he turned his gaze to Alissa.

"Papà" Alissa walked towards Alexandro and gave him a hug.

Alexandro kissed her forehead. "È ora, mio piccolo diavolo"

T: It's time, my little devil

As the storm outside roared louder, Alisaa's cryptic word lingered, leaving Matteo to grapple with the realization of who Alissa truly was. And in that moment, Matteo understood: the blood running through her veins was as dangerous as Alexandro, if not more so.

He now believes that truly his brothers were dead, and they were killed by her.

He was once suspicious about Alissa's behavior and the times she used to speak Italiano. It's just that he has never thought that she would be the supposed to be dead, Alissa.

Matteo looked at Alissa and Alexandro and noticed that they looked alike. Their hair color, eyes, etc. He can't believe he never noticed this.

Everyone was surprised and speechless. They couldn't believe that all this time they lived with the legendary Alissa Iris De Leon, Alexandro's supposed to ve dead daughter.

"Asher, " Alexandro gave Asher a nod when he saw him. Asher nodded back at him.

"Matteo, I acknowledge the fact that you let my daughter stay here for a while," Alexandro said.

"We are going to take our leave," Alexandro said and was about to leave when Alissa whispered something to him, making him stop.

He turned back and looked around as if looking for something or rather someone.

When his eyes landed on Aries and Aiden, he smirked and walked towards them.

"You guys must be Aiden and Aries, right?" He asked them, and they nodded, which was a big mistake cause Alexandro doesn't like it when people do not answer verbally to him.

"You are going to answer me verbally, alright," he said, his voice calm but cold.

"Yes, that will be us," Aries said, trying to look confident in front of Alexandro.

"Good," Alexandro smirked.

"I'm Alexandro, and if she is my daughter, then that will make you my sons," he said.

"It was nice meeting you," Alexandro said, and he gently touched them on their heads.

"Okay, Matteo, I have a simple task for you. I want you to take care of my sons until they are of age to go back to Spain and take care of their business and mafia. If anything bad happens to them while they are living here, I'm not going to spare you. " Alexandro's voice boomed in the living room. It was loud and clear. It was as if it was a command.

"I heard your brothers kidnapped them, and my little devil over here killed them, this time, when it happens again, I might think of killing the whole family." He turned to leave. Nate took Alissa's suitcases and followed Alexandro and Asher outside. Only Alissa was left.

"Take care," Alissa said to Ryder and Rocco. They were cousins who were a little bit close to her.

She turned to her brothers, who were already looking at her.

"Lamento que hayas tenido que ver mi lado malo," she said in Spanish.

T: I'm sorry you had to see my bad side

"¿De verdad te vas? " Aiden asked her. They admit, they were scared of her, but right now, the fear was gone. They couldn't bear parting with their sister. Their other part.

T:Are you really leaving?

"Sí" she said.

"Umm...¿podemos abrazarte?" Aries asked.

T: Umm...can we hug you?

""Sí, claro, " she smiled a little.

T: Yes, of course

They ran towards her and pulled her into a hug. It lasted longer than usual. When they broke the hug, Aiden and Aries's eyes were teary, whereas for Alissa, she tried so hard not to cry.

"¿Te volveremos a ver algún día?" Aries asked.

T: Will we see you again someday?

"Depende, este yo siempre está ocupado"

T: It depends. This me is always busy

"Yeah, right," Aiden said.

"Lamentamos lo de antes. Nosotros también te queremos mucho. Asher nos contó lo que dijiste." Aries said.

T:We're sorry about earlier. We love you very much, too. Asher told us what you said.

"Oh, he told you?" she asked, and they nodded.

"Miss, Mr Alexandro said you should hurry up," Nate said, then he left again.

"Supongo que ya está. Quiero que sepas que te amo. Adiós." She looked at them one last time, then left.

"All this time, we have been leaving with a very deadly person," Alonzo said.

"I can't believe that I lived with my idol all this time," Rocco said

"I have always known that she had a secret, I just didn't expect it to be this big," Ryder said.

"Don't forget the fact that she killed our fathers, beaten Aunt Elina and Lorenzo and Antonio."Reign angrily said. He just couldn't believe that his father was dead.

Aries and Aiden went upstairs to the room, which was once Alissa's.

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