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Author: Lumi
last update publish date: 2026-07-14 16:09:42

Hidden Eye

The door clicked shut behind Valentina, and the silence of her suite settled around her like a heavy blanket. She slipped off her heels with a tired sigh, rubbing the ache from her feet as her gaze drifted toward the window.

The portrait.

The little girl.

Those hazel eyes that mirrored her own.

No matter how hard she tried, the image refused to leave her mind.

She crossed to the wardrobe and unfastened the delicate buttons of her blouse. Alessandro hadn't spoken to her s
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  • BETROTHED TO THE CRAZY DON   chapter 14

    Hidden Eye The door clicked shut behind Valentina, and the silence of her suite settled around her like a heavy blanket. She slipped off her heels with a tired sigh, rubbing the ache from her feet as her gaze drifted toward the window. The portrait. The little girl. Those hazel eyes that mirrored her own. No matter how hard she tried, the image refused to leave her mind. She crossed to the wardrobe and unfastened the delicate buttons of her blouse. Alessandro hadn't spoken to her since the west wing. Their paths had crossed twice that day, yet each time he had walked past without so much as a glance, his expression locked behind the same unreadable mask. She frowned at her reflection in the mirror. Then...... A shadow moved behind her. Her breath caught. She spun around so quickly the silk blouse slipped from her fingers. The room was empty. Only the soft glow of the bedside lamp warmed the polished floor. Valentina let out a shaky breath and pressed a han

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    The Ravens Don Vittorio lay motionless beneath crisp white hospital sheets, the steady rhythm of machines filling the room where his commanding voice had once ruled. Clear tubes disappeared beneath the blanket, while the heart monitor traced fragile green lines across its screen with relentless beeps. Marco stood beside the bed, his father's cold hand clasped tightly in his own. "Dad..." The word barely escaped his lips. There was no response. Only the soft hiss of the ventilator. The doctor adjusted the chart before meeting Marco's weary eyes. "The next forty-eight hours are critical." Marco gave a stiff nod, though the words barely registered. His father's strained whisper echoed relentlessly in his mind. "She's safe... because she's with him." Why Alessandro? Why trust the man they had spent years calling an enemy? Unable to bear another second, Marco stepped into the empty corridor. He had barely reached the elevator when his phone buzzed sharply in hi

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    The crazy Don The west wing was sealed within minutes. Armed guards moved from room to room, pulling dust-covered sheets from forgotten furniture, checking beneath loose floorboards and inside aging cabinets. Their radios crackled with short, clipped reports that echoed through the abandoned corridor. Captain Lorenzo approached Alessandro and lowered his head. "We searched every room, Don. Nothing appears to be missing." Alessandro said nothing. He walked deeper into the gallery, his footsteps slow against the weathered wooden floor. His gaze settled on the portrait of the little girl. For a long moment, he simply stared. Then his eyes narrowed. His fingers brushed the edge of the gilded frame before stopping at a faint scratch carved into the wood. Fresh. His jaw tightened. Someone had pried the painting away from the wall. Behind it, a narrow compartment stood open. Empty. No jewels. No cash. Only the outline of a document that had rested there for y

  • BETROTHED TO THE CRAZY DON   chapter 11

    The West Wing The call ended with a quiet click. Alessandro lowered the phone, but his gaze remained fixed on the rain crawling down the tall windows of his study. The room was silent except for the steady crackle of the fireplace. A sharp knock never came. The door swung open. Captain Lorenzo stepped inside, water glistening on the shoulders of his dark coat. Alessandro didn't turn. "Double the guards around my wife." Lorenzo nodded. "Seal the west wing." A brief pause. "No one enters without my authorization." The hesitation behind him was almost imperceptible. Alessandro finally looked over his shoulder. "What is it?" Lorenzo's jaw tightened. "One of the motion sensors in the west wing activated shortly after midnight." Alessandro's expression didn't change. "Which guard responded?" "No one, Don." A heavy silence settled between them. "No patrol reported seeing anyone." The warmth left Alessandro's gray eyes. His fingers slowly curled

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    The Scream Back at Russo Manor, nothing had felt familiar since the wedding. The silence that once settled over the estate each morning had been replaced by whispers behind closed doors, unanswered phone calls, and servants who flinched whenever the front gates creaked open. Every sunrise seemed to deliver another problem, another reminder that the peace the Russo family had fought to preserve had slipped through their fingers. Then came the scream. It ripped through the sleeping mansion without warning. Not loud enough to reach beyond the iron gates. But loud enough to wrench every soul inside from sleep. Bedroom doors flew open one after another. Housemaids hurried into the corridor, their night robes brushing against the polished marble as panic spread from face to face. A silver tray slipped from trembling hands. Porcelain shattered. The sound echoed through the grand hallway. Then the scream came again. Longer this time. Raw. Desperate. Marco bol

  • BETROTHED TO THE CRAZY DON   chapter 9

    The Mansion The silence woke her before the sunlight did.Valentina opened her eyes to a room she still couldn't bring herself to call hers. Golden morning light spilled through towering windows, stretching across polished hardwood floors before climbing the edge of the bed. It painted everything in warmth, yet the air felt strangely cold.She lay still, listening.No traffic.No students hurrying to class.No familiar sounds of Russo Manor.Only the distant ticking of an antique clock and the muffled footsteps of guards changing shifts somewhere beyond her door.A home shouldn't sound like this.She pushed herself upright, the wedding ring catching the sunlight. The diamond flashed brilliantly, drawing her eyes to the finger that still felt unfamiliar. She turned it once, then twice, but it refused to feel like it belonged there.Her gaze drifted to the bedside table.The black envelope waited exactly where she had left it.A knot tightened in her chest.She reached for the photogra

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