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0055: A Message Delivered In Person

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ALESSANDRO’S POV

“What happens now?” Adriana asked. “What becomes of him?”

I drew a slow breath and felt the pull of the stitches across my chest. Killing him would have been the simplest answer. One clean decision and the problem is gone. Yet the situation refused to stay simple. Cassian belonged to Antonio Mancini’s bloodline. Striking him down would open a war with the Mancini syndicate, that wasn’t a path I was ready to take now, especially now that the De Santis family are circling like s
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    ADRIANA’S POV The man in the plain black mask took one step toward me. Two of Alessandro’s men materialized from the shadows as if the darkness itself had shaped them. They closed ranks in front of me, silent and solid. The stranger paused, tilted his head in mild acknowledgment, then melted back into the crowd. I told myself it meant nothing. Guests had stared at me all night, some looks burned with open hunger, while others stayed colder, harder to name. But his looks belonged somewhere between the two, and the uncertainty left a cold trail down my spine.I took another glass of champagne from a passing server and drained half of it in one swallow. The bubbles scraped my throat and did nothing to quiet the tightness under my ribs. Across the floor my father stood with a man I did not know. Both of them looked my way more than once while they spoke. The fake love and concern he had offered earlier in front of Alessandro now felt like theater staged for an audience. On the opposite

  • AFTER FIVE YEARS, HE FOUND ME   0063: Debts Collected In Silence

    ALESSANDRO’S POVI left the main floor with Rocco at my shoulder and the image of that plain black mask still sharp in my mind. When Adriana had drawn my attention to the man watching us I had turned out of habit more than concern. The moment our eyes met across the crowded hall the years fell away. Raffaello Orsini stood among the guests as if death had never claimed him. The same arrogant set of the shoulders. The same cold measurement in the way he looked at what belonged to me. I knew he was still alive. But I had not expected him to walk into the same room tonight wearing a mask and staring at my fiancée as though he already owned a piece of the future. I did not make any move to confront him. The time and place were wrong, and I had other blood to settle first. I knew Raffaello had paid a traitor to poison the food meant for Luca and Adriana, but that debt would be paid another day. For now I kept my pace even and my expression unreadable as Rocco guided me through a side corr

  • AFTER FIVE YEARS, HE FOUND ME   0062: Beneath The Masks

    ADRIANA’S POVAlessandro did not answer my question. The silence that followed felt heavier than any spoken reply. Even he seemed uncertain of the ground we were about to walk on. I watched the dark road slide past the window and kept my hand in his, drawing what steadiness I could from the simple contact.Rocco turned slightly from the front seat and passed two masks back to us. Alessandro took both, then he handed me one and kept the other for himself. The one he offered me was elegant rather than stark, shaped in deep charcoal silk edged with fine silver thread. “Let me do it,” he whispered, taking the mask from me. He lifted the mask and settled it carefully over my eyes, securing the ribbon at the back of my head with steady fingers. When he was done he fixed his own mask. His mask was simpler, matte black, and once it covered the upper half of his face the familiar lines of his expression became something sharper and less readable. The drive lasted longer than I expected. Whe

  • AFTER FIVE YEARS, HE FOUND ME   0061: Blood and Mystery

    ALESSANDRO’S POV Adriana’s question hung between us while the rest of the room continued its busy preparation. I had rolled the sleeves with care and believed that the stain would stay hidden. Rocco had warned me to bring a second shirt before we left that morning. He had known the man we were meeting would push me too far to the point where I would kill him. I had refused the extra clothing because I had not planned to end a life before breakfast. But the plan changed the moment the traitor opened his mouth and lied.“It is nobody important,” I told her. “Forget it.” Her eyes narrowed. “We are not done with this conversation, Alessandro.” I stared at her as I chuckled at her authoritative words. Just then the lead stylist appeared at her elbow. “Mi scuso per l'intrusione, Don Orsini e la signora Orsini,” she said in rapid Italian. “Stiamo finendo il tempo. Lei deve prepararsi.” “My apologies for the intrusion, Don Orsini and Mrs Orsini. We are running out of time. She needs to ge

  • AFTER FIVE YEARS, HE FOUND ME   0060: The Woman Beside The Don

    ADRIANA’S POVI woke up to an empty space beside me on the bed. The sheets still held a faint trace of his warmth and the clean scent of his skin, proof that Alessandro had slipped into the room sometime after midnight and left again before dawn. I had fallen asleep alone after waiting for him to finish whatever kept him locked in the study with Rocco. And in the quiet hours of the morning he must have returned, got under the covers, and pulled me close. The evidence said he had done exactly that, yet now he was gone again. Upstairs the house felt unusually calm. I checked the clock on the nightstand, it was eight thirty already. By this hour Luca normally would have bounced through the door demanding attention and breakfast. The silence made me sit up faster than usual. I pulled on a robe and stepped into the hallway. His bedroom door stood open and the bed was empty. Curiosity mixed with a low thread of unease as I started down the stairs. The moment I reached the ground floor t

  • AFTER FIVE YEARS, HE FOUND ME   0059: Becoming A Father

    ALESSANDRO’S POVI woke up to silence instead of the steady beep of monitors and the distant rattle of carts. For a moment my mind still expected the hospital ceiling and the sharp scent of antiseptic. Then the quiet of my own bedroom settled around me, and I realized the warm weight against my side was not a dream. Adriana was still asleep with one arm draped across my waist and her face turned toward my chest. My own arm rested around her shoulders as if it had found its place during the night and refused to move. I lay still and watched the slow rise and fall of her breathing. Five years of waking alone had trained me to expect an empty space all the time. But now she was here, real and warm, and somewhere down the hall our son was sleeping in a room that finally belonged to him. The simple fact of it felt heavier and more solid than any victory I had ever claimed in the streets. Her eyes opened after a few more minutes. She blinked up at me and offered a soft smile. “Good morn

  • AFTER FIVE YEARS, HE FOUND ME   007: Broken Fire

    ALESSANDRO’S POVI strode down the dimly lit west wing corridor, my footsteps echoing against the marble like distant gunshots. The meeting with my capos had stretched well into the night, leaving a sour taste in my mouth that no amount of whiskey could wash away. “Don, the evidence is clear, Vale

  • AFTER FIVE YEARS, HE FOUND ME   006: The Cage

    ADRIANA’S POVI followed Alessandro out of the club on legs that felt like they belonged to someone else. The rain had slowed to a miserable drizzle, but my clothes remained cold and heavy, plastered against my skin like a second layer of shame. The words I had spoken earlier still echoed in my mi

  • AFTER FIVE YEARS, HE FOUND ME   005: The Only Option

    ALESSANDRO’S POV“Looks like the ground is crumbling faster than you expected,” I said quietly, my voice echoing across the deserted space. “Now tell me, Adriana. Are you ready to reconsider my offer?”I watched her spin around in the middle of the empty club floor like a broken doll caught in a st

  • AFTER FIVE YEARS, HE FOUND ME   004: No Place Left

    ADRIANA’S POVI shoved through the club’s back door and ran straight into the pouring rain without looking back. My heart hammered wildly as Alessandro’s cruel words replayed in my mind with every splash of my heels through puddles. The way he had stared at me with such hatred, the degrading offer

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