Brutal Bloodline

By M'Renee Allen

A life for a life.

That was the code they lived by. After their Don was gunned down, things changed. This was no longer a life for a life situation. A coward had tried to make a name for himself by taking on their family. It was time for the DeLucas to show their enemies just how brutally savage their bloodline could be.

 

*Note: This prequel offers a peek into the Savage Bloodline series.*

• Language: English
• Publisher: M'Renee Allen
• Release date: Apr 9, 2021
• ISBN: 9781393357001

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Brutal Bloodline

The Savage Bloodline Series Prequel

By M’Renee Allen

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A life for a life.

That was the code they lived by. After their Don was gunned down, things changed. This was no longer a life for a life situation. A coward had tried to make a name for himself by taking on their family. It was time for the DeLucas to show their enemies just how brutally savage their bloodline could be.

Chapter One

Someone was going to die tonight.

Someone’s life was going to end before the clock struck twelve. Midnight. Their death would be painful, brutal. No mercy would be shown to them. Anyone who tried to defend them, anyone who got in the way, they too would die. That was the promise Enzo DeLuca had made to his grandfather, one he intended to keep, even if he had to burn the entire city to the ground to do so.

Before he could keep his pledge, he first had to bury their fallen and lay to rest the man who’d been more like a father than a grandfather to him. The man who’d raised and nurtured him, shaping him into the person he was today—one people feared. To this man, he owed his life. For this man, tonight, he was going to take a life.

Rain fell in sheets on that cold and dreary January day in Bari, Italy. It was as if even mother nature was mourning the loss of Ermanno DeLuca. Unlike most of those around him, Enzo refused to stand under the shield of an umbrella. He wanted to feel the cold rain against his skin, letting it drip down his face, replacing the tears he refused to shed.

There would be no crying for him. Not yet. Not until he put a bullet in the heart of the bastard responsible for the DeLuca family’s pain. Perhaps the rain was a parting gift from his grandfather. He knew Enzo would not feel worthy of crying over his death, not until the person responsible was in a coffin too.

Enzo refused to allow his grandfather’s body to grow cold in the earth while his killer lived life to the fullest, making money, eating, sleeping, fucking, living as if he hadn’t caused the death of a don. As if he hadn’t taken the patriarch of the DeLuca family away from them. Enzo refused to allow the actions of a coward to weaken the DeLuca family name.

Though he’d yet to kill the person responsible, those who knew Enzo understood that the punk was a dead man walking. A zombie. He could see; he could feel; he could hear, but he was already dead, with a bullet already chosen for him. A bullet blessed by Ermanno before he’d taken his final breath and left Enzo to deal with the chaos.

His grandfather’s murderer was still moving around in the world of the living, but he was on borrowed time. That time would expire tonight. It had taken Enzo a few days, but he now knew who the killer was and where to find him. A life for a life. That was the code they lived by. The bastard would pay for his sins with his life.

Not only because of the promise Enzo had made his grandfather, but also to prove to their enemies that the DeLuca family was still a family of savages. Under his grandfather’s rule, they’d earned the nickname Savage Gentleman. They kept to themselves and handled their business as gentlemen, Men of Honor.

But when fucked with, they revealed the brutality of their