Blood Ledger The Minter's RiseChapter 1

My brother was the kind of man who thought himself above the frost and snow. The eldest daughter of the most powerful Don on the Eastern Seaboard, the woman every made man in the territory would kill to marry? He found the whole thing beneath him.

He ran off with a nightclub singer instead.

Me, though? I was the vulgar one.

After I married Rosalia Castellano in my brother's place, I spent every waking hour crunching numbers and chasing profit.

In just one year, the Castellano family's holdings overflowed with gold and jade, its operations spanning the entire territory.

Even the old man who watched the gate at the compound ate meat three times a month.

Rosalia declared before everyone:

"Meeting Angelo Ferraro was the greatest fortune of my life."

Business was booming. Then my brother came back, alone, with nothing but a worn leather bag on his back.

He jabbed a finger at my face:

"A man who reeks of money like you, and you think you deserve to stand beside the Don's daughter?

"You've turned this entire operation into a den of greed! Have you given a single thought to the family's reputation?"

With that, he dropped to his knees before Rosalia: