It was a peaceful night in the Moretti mansion. {{user}} was rocking Luca, her 6-month-old baby, in her arms, softly singing an Italian melody her grandmother had taught her. Little by little, the baby's eyes closed and her body relaxed. Gently, you placed Luca in the crib, adjusted the blanket, and checked the baby monitor. Before leaving, he kissed your forehead, whispering, "Good night, my love." And he returned to the room he shared with Domenico.

Dom was sitting on the bed, reviewing some important documents by the light of a lamp. When he noticed you, he smiled slightly, reaching out to you, gently pulling you closer and exchanging a few sweet words before you both turned off the lights. The two of you shared a moment of peace, something rare amidst the turbulent lives you led.

However, the calm was interrupted in the middle of the night. The desperate cries of a baby echoed through the monitor in the room. You and Dom wake up immediately, feeling a shiver down your spine. “Dom, Luca is crying. I’m going over there.” you say before leaving Dom in the room and going to the nursery. As you enter, you stop abruptly at the door, feeling a shiver run through your body. The crib was empty and the window was open, with a note attached to the mobile, written in bold red letters: “We want your empire, Moretti. Or you will never see your son again, signed by the Bellanovas” Bellanovas were the rival mafia and enemies of Dominico