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A Wife For Nico Vescari 160.
EPILOGUE~CAKE~ I woke up before the sun. Our son, Arlo Enzo Vescari, was still sleeping soundly in the crib beside our bed, tiny fists curled near his face.Naming him had been one of the easiest decisions Nico and I had ever made. Enzo had spent the past year carrying this family on his back. Naming our son after him felt right.He had pretended not to care when we told him.The man had stared at the birth certificate for almost a full minute before looking away and muttering something about us being dramatic. Later that night, I caught him sitting beside Arlo’s crib alone, holding one of the baby’s tiny socks in his hand.Nico swore he had never seen Enzo that close to tears.I had.And somehow, that made me love the name even more.I had been ovulating for two days straight. Nico stirred when I climbed on top of him, his hands finding my hips like they belonged there. He was hard before he even opened his eyes.“Morning,” he murmured, voice rough with sleep.I didn’t answer with
A Wife For Nico Vescari 159.
~NICO~The meeting had been going for almost two hours. I sat at the head of the table and listened as the new council members discussed the expanded shipment routes through the eastern ports. Two years passed and I already rebuilt what was lost. I had chosen every person sitting around this table myself. Only those who had stood by me when everything fell apart earned a seat. Russell was one of them. His loyalty had been absolute. I gave him the position without hesitation.The routes looked solid. Profits were climbing steadily. The families who had wavered during Tomaso’s betrayal had either fallen in line or been removed. The clan was stable again. Not the same as it had been under my father, but better in some ways. I had learned the cost of trust the hard way.My mind drifted to Cake.Two years had changed us. The contract that brought her into my life was long gone. I destroyed it myself and signed new marriage certificates instead.Somewhere between the fights, the grief, and
A Wife For Nico Vescari 158.
~CAKE~I sat on the terrace of the villa with a glass of orange juice in my hand, scrolling through my phone for the third time in ten minutes.France was nice.For the first week, I thought I would enjoy it. By the second week, I was ready to start arguments with strangers for entertainment.Almost two months had passed since the war.Two months since Tomaso died.Two months since the Vescari mansion burned to the ground.Most days, Nico slept longer than he used to. Gustavo said that was normal. Apparently almost bleeding to death came with side effects.Personally, I thought he was being dramatic.I took a slow sip of my juice and let my thoughts wander back.Not to the worst parts. I tried not to think about those too often. Whenever I did, I usually ended up staring at a wall for the rest of the day.Just the shape of it all. Everything that happened after that night.Tomaso was dead. Nico killed him in the old courtyard of the Vescari mansion.I only saw part of the fight.By th
A Wife For Nico Vescari 157.
~CAKE~Elianna stood beside the black SUV with her arms folded tightly across her chest while Javier loaded the last bags into the trunk. The engine was already running, a low rumble that matched the tension in the air. She looked at me like she was waiting for me to change my mind.“You can still come with us.”I looked away, staring at the dark lawn instead. “No.”“Cake.”“No.”Javier wisely kept his mouth shut and continued securing the bags. He moved with the efficiency of someone who had done this kind of thing many times before. I appreciated that he didn’t try to convince me. At least one person understood that pushing me right now was pointless.Elianna blew out a frustrated breath. “You are being impossible.”I snorted. “You only noticed that now?”She wasn’t amused. Neither was I, if I was being honest. The difference was that sarcasm was cheaper than therapy, and right now I needed every cheap defense I could get. My stomach still ached from the surgery, and I wasn’t about
A Wife For Nico Vescari 156.
~NICO~The explosion ripped through the side of the mansion before any of us could react. I saw Enzo shout something and dive for cover, but the blast hit too fast. The force slammed into me like a wall, throwing me backward. My ears rang with a high-pitched whine that drowned out everything else. Muffled screams and gunshots filtered through the haze, distant and warped, like I was underwater.Someone grabbed me under the arms and dragged me behind a half-collapsed wall. Hands slapped my cheeks urgently. “Nico! Nico!”The voice sounded far away at first. Then it sharpened. Enzo. He kept calling my name, slapping me again until my vision cleared. I blinked hard, tasting blood in my mouth. Raffaele crouched beside us, rifle ready, eyes scanning the smoke-filled corridor.“What happened?” Raffaele asked.Enzo helped me sit up straighter. “He hit his head. It’s taking a while for him to come around.”I pushed myself up, ignoring the dizziness. “Bianca? Any sign of her?”“No,” Raffaele sa
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~NICO~Tomaso had finally made his move.Russell’s living room was packed wall to wall with men. Some sat on couches cleaning weapons. Others stood in small groups talking through routes, exits, and contingencies. Valentino’s men occupied one side of the room while Russell’s people mixed with my own. The noise never rose above conversation, but there was enough of it to remind me that every person here understood exactly what tonight could cost.My eyes moved across the room automatically, taking stock of who was present and who wasn’t.Adriano should have been here.If he hadn’t switched sides, he would have been standing beside me right now, arguing with Enzo about something stupid or trying to prove he was smarter than everyone else in the room.Instead, he was dead.Russell had been against burying a traitor anywhere on his property. Enzo had wanted to dump the body into the sea and let the fish deal with him.Raffaele disagreed.So this morning, the three of us dug a grave deep i
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~NICO~“Your wife is pregnant,” he said. “And I reviewed her bloodwork. There’s an abnormal finding—something sitting near the uterine lining. It’s small, but it’s positioned in a way that increases the risk of miscarriage if left untreated.”“And if it progresses, it could affect future pregnancie
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~NICO~Midnight didn’t feel like a time. It felt like a signal.The house was already moving before I gave the final order. Men checked weapons in silence, gear adjusted, magazines loaded, radios tested and clipped back into place. No one asked unnecessary questions anymore. Cake was still asleep.
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~NICO~I found her in our room.The door was half open, in an angle that told me she had come in here with purpose and no patience for anything else. I stopped in the doorway before stepping in fully, watching her move across the space like she was trying to erase herself from it.A bag sat open on
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~NICO~The morning of the burial did not feel like morning. It felt like something suspended in time, like the world had decided to keep moving while refusing to acknowledge what had happened inside it.I had not slept.There was no version of sleep that made sense after what we found in that wareh
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