THE CORONATION
The gala wasn’t just a charity event.
It was Dante’s official coronation as commission head. A public celebration of his..
His ascension to power and expansion to international businesses. Legitimate and illegitimate. Both.
“Ironic,” I said, staring at the invitation. Embossed. Gold leaf. Expensive. “Isabella organizing your coronation party. The woman who wants to destroy us.”
“She’s playing a game.” Dante was in his closet. Selecting a tux. “Showing the commission she’s still relevant. Still connected. By hosting this, she positions herself as kingmaker. Power broker. Even if I’m the one being crowned.”
“And we’re walking into it.”
“We don’t have a choice.” He emerged. Black tux. Perfect. Lethal. “Every commission member will be there. Every family head. Everyone wh
