Azzurra DeLuca
Before my late husband passed away, I was under the impression that the business and all his estates would be left to me. Since his defiant daughter left, he had no one but me to help run things. It was I who planted the idea of marrying his daughter into the Massimo family and creating a treaty between both families, and on the plus side, gaining more wealth. After all, no one expected the Italian mobster to marry a russian woman. I was twenty-six when I married Frank DeLuca, and nowhere near ready to be a mother to his tyrant late wife's child. I can still hear my own father's words to me, 'Azzurra, remember you are a Petrov, no one can take that from you'. So I married the fool, played nice, and when the opportunity came to present the marriage to the Massimo family, wha
