Alessia De Santis @elysianpxls.bsky.social · 20/08/2026And thank you for going out of your way and supporting others 110
Alessia De Santis @elysianpxls.bsky.social · 14/08/2026I could feel Luca’s eyes dancing around me, waiting for me to lose it. Cry, scream, something for fucks sake. “We have a mole issue on our hands.” 000
Alessia De Santis @elysianpxls.bsky.social · 14/08/2026Gino. Shot execution style. Looks like they knew exactly where to hit and how without a trace.” My jaw clenched. Paolo and Gino where my fathers best of the best. They were there from the beginning of our legacy. Loyal. Brave. Both of them dead because someone had given the Rossi’s Intel. » 100
Alessia De Santis @elysianpxls.bsky.social · 14/08/2026“Alessia.” He greeted me, his voice hung low. He glanced at Enzo but didn’t try to acknowledge him. “Two of our guys?” I asked, keeping my tone sharp and short. Professional. Business. Heir who was meant to have this. Luca nodded, his hazel eyes grew dark by the moment. “Paolo and » 100
Alessia De Santis @elysianpxls.bsky.social · 14/08/2026moment. Luca was waiting at the entrance, his arms crossed in normal fashion, his golden blonde hair swept to the side. My chest twisted and tightened by the sight of him. It always did, even when I begged it to end. The smell of salt and gasoline mixed with damp air fit the moment perfectly. » 100
Alessia De Santis @elysianpxls.bsky.social · 14/08/2026As we drove, the city blurred by, the streets off Naples a dark, tangles web of secrets. The City had always been restless, but lately, it felt like the wolves were at the door. As the time pasted, we pulled up onto the docks, the weight of everything began to weigh heavier and heavier by the » 100
Alessia De Santis @elysianpxls.bsky.social · 14/08/2026“trouble with the Rossis, heading to the docks.” I said ignoring his lazy gazed that lingered. “You’re coming with me. And drop the smoking. It’s a nasty habit.” Enzo crushed his cigarette beneath his boots, while my body brushed past him sliding into the passenger seat. » 100
Alessia De Santis @elysianpxls.bsky.social · 14/08/2026The slamming of the car door pulled me from every thought. Enzo, my bodyguard stood, one hand in his pocket the other nursing a cigarette “heading out again?” He asked, his voice was always casual but this time it was heavy. He always watched me like he was waiting for me to crack. Like everyone. » 100
Alessia De Santis @elysianpxls.bsky.social · 14/08/2026I stepped outside, the crispy cool air couldn’t clear my head fast enough. Luca and I had tried to keep it professional, but every time i saw him, i lost the ability to not flip a gasket. We hadn’t spoken about the tension or the past, just glances and huffs of air. » 100
Alessia De Santis @elysianpxls.bsky.social · 14/08/2026memories of Luca pulling at the back of my mind. He wasn’t just my brother’s right-hand man. He was… more. He’d been mine, once. But thats before things got messy. Before he chose the family over us. My heels clicking against the marble floors drew me back to in the moment. » 100
Alessia De Santis @elysianpxls.bsky.social · 14/08/2026But now, I had no choice. The family was mine to protect, and the Rossis were making it clear they wouldn’t stop until they took everything from us. I was still a De Santis, and that meant holding the family together, no matter the cost. As I walked toward the front of the house, I felt the » 100
Alessia De Santis @elysianpxls.bsky.social · 14/08/2026I stood, grabbing for my jacket from the back of the chair. The leather felt cool against my skin, the weight of my gun familiar at my side. The halls of the villa were quiet, the kind of silence that had only settled since Marco died. This was supposed to be his Burden, not mine. » 100
Alessia De Santis @elysianpxls.bsky.social · 14/08/2026De Santos name. They were getting bolder, more reckless. They wanted a war, and i was about to give them one. But Luca- him texting me now, it made everything more complicated than ever. I typed back, trying to ignore the weight of his presence in my life. Meet Me at the docks. We’ll handle it. » 100
Alessia De Santis @elysianpxls.bsky.social · 14/08/2026of his name, even after all this time. Rossi’s men hit one of our shipments. Two of our guys are dead. I stared at the message, my chest tightening with rage. My veins feeling fire burn through them. The Rossis had been pushing us since Marco’s death, testing if i was strong enough to hold the » 100
Alessia De Santis @elysianpxls.bsky.social · 14/08/2026but unfit to wield it. Let them think it. Let them underestimate me. I’d already survived more than they knew. But I’m always awake, always on step ahead- or trying to be. A soft vibration interrupted my thoughts. My phone lit up on the desk- Luca. My stomach tightened and pulled at the sight of » 100
Alessia De Santis @elysianpxls.bsky.social · 14/08/2026a place of strength, felt more like a mausoleum. My father Giovanni De Santis built this empire, and now… now it was up to me to keep the pieces from crumbling. They think I’m weak. The Rossis, the outsiders, even some within our own family. They think I’m just an heiress, born to inherit power » 100
Alessia De Santis @elysianpxls.bsky.social · 14/08/2026But Marco’s seat, like his life, was empty now. It all fell on me. I lean back and glanced at the clock. 2:15 a.m. Late nights are my constant companion, along with the fainted buzz of danger that never quite leaves my side. The air was heavy with the weight of things unsaid, and the villa, once » 100
Alessia De Santis @elysianpxls.bsky.social · 14/08/2026This was supposed to be Marco’s chair, his empire. But now, Marco was dead, and all the weight of the De Santis legacy fell into my hands. It wasn’t supposed to be like this. I was supposed to run the business behind the scenes, not the blood-soaked front lines. » 100
Alessia De Santis @elysianpxls.bsky.social · 14/08/2026The silence of the De Santis Villa was suffocating, as if the walls themselves were mourning the sounds of people and laughter. I sit in my family’s study, fingers grazing the worn leather armrest of my father’s old chair. Everything here reeks of power and history, and hollowness » 100
Alessia De Santis @elysianpxls.bsky.social · 14/08/2026The headache I have brewing should be illegal 100
Alessia De Santis @elysianpxls.bsky.social · 13/08/2026static.klipy.comGarfield's Tired MorningALT: Garfield's Tired Morning 100
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Alessia De Santis @elysianpxls.bsky.social · 12/08/2026————————————— 𝔐𝔞𝔣𝔦𝔞 ℌ𝔢𝔦𝔯𝔢𝔰𝔰. 𝔖𝔱𝔯𝔞𝔱𝔢𝔤𝔦𝔠 𝔗𝔥𝔦𝔫𝔨𝔢𝔯. ————————————— “You mistook my patience for permission. That was your first mistake.” Triggering Content. Elegant yet Bitter. 278
