Finding My Home

Niccolò
My first real memory is watching my papà gunned down in front of me. I was only five years old. I've spent my life waiting for things to fall into place, and now we have the means to avenge him. But the woman I love is caught in the middle. I have to keep her safe, but I can't just walk away. I need this too.
Mirabelle
When I was two, my father killed my mother and then himself. Luckily, I don't remember that at all. My sister raised me the best she could and made sure we stayed together. I have finally met the man of my dreams, but being with him means dealing with things I don't understand. Will he find a way to protect me or will he be too late?