LOGINVincenzo’s brows lifted slightly. “Your grandmother?”Anna nodded at once, desperation flickering in her eyes.Vincenzo stared at Anna for a moment, his expression blank. Finally, he sighed and spoke. “Alright. You may see her once the contract ends and you have your freedom.”“No!” Anna shouted, her voice echoing through Vincenzo’s office.She hadn’t meant to yell. Panic had taken over, her reaction driven purely by instinct.When Anna realized what she had done, she covered her mouth and sank back into her chair, shrinking into herself.“I’m sorry… I didn’t mean to shout. I just… I want to see my grandma. As soon as possible,” she muttered.Vincenzo studied her, his cold eyes fixed on her trembling form. "When?"“Tomorrow…” Anna whispered, her voice breaking. “Please.”“Why tomorrow?”Anna removed her hand from her mouth and slowly met Vincenzo’s gaze. “I… really need to see my grandma. I haven’t seen her in a long time, and I miss her so much. She’s the only family I have.”“Alrig
Anna’s eyes widened as she stared at Vincenzo, her mind struggling to process what she’d just heard."What?" The word came out before she could stop it."You heard me," Vincenzo growled."I… I don’t understand, Boss," Anna said, shaking her head.“This is a marriage contract,” Vincenzo said, tapping the black folder with a single finger“Once you sign it, we’ll be officially married.”“Married? You mean… I would be your wife?” Anna whispered, the words foreign and terrifying as they left her lips.“Yes, you will be my wife. You are carrying the Romano heir, and the Romano heir cannot be born out of wedlock.” He leaned back. “After the child is born, you will nurse it for three months. Then the child will be taken to Italy to be raised by my family.”Anna stared at him, completely bewildered. “I… I can’t marry you, Boss.”“You don’t have a choice.”“We can’t get married,” Anna said, shaking her head. “It doesn’t make sense—we don’t even love each other.”Vincenzo leaned forward, his c
The door clicked shut behind Anna, leaving Lucy alone in the hallway with Marco. Lucy’s body trembled as she took a step back, ready to turn away.“Lucy,” Marco called, stopping her in her tracks.Marco paused, studying her for a moment before asking, “How are you doing?”“Fine,” Lucy muttered, forcing the words past her lips.Marco took a step toward her. Instinctively, Lucy stepped back, putting more distance between them.Marco's shoulders slumped slightly. "Are you still scared of me?"Lucy turned her head away, her jaw tight, refusing to meet his gaze.“Please answer me, Lucy,” Marco said softly. “Don’t leave me in silence.”"I have nothing to say to you," Lucy replied, her voice trembling despite her effort to steady it.Marco stepped closer, his hand reaching for hers. The moment his fingers brushed her skin, Lucy flinched as if burned and jerked her hand away.“Don’t touch me,” she sneered.Marco’s hand hovered in the air for a moment before he finally dropped it. “Lu—” "I
The kitchen fell silent as Vincenzo stepped inside, his imposing frame filling the doorway and blocking the light from the hall. Anna and Lucy turned to the doorway and froze, their eyes widening in shock as they saw Vincenzo. Vincenzo stepped further into the kitchen, his cold eyes locked on Anna and Lucy, the room growing tight and tense with his presence. He stopped directly in front of Anna and Lucy, so close that they could smell the faint, expensive scent of his cologne, mixed with a hint of tobacco. Instinctively, Anna and Lucy stepped back, their backs pressing against the cold kitchen counter. “I won’t ask again,” Vincenzo growled, closing the distance. “What did I just hear you say?” Anna’s eyes flicked to Lucy, before snapping back to Vincenzo’s burning gaze. Her lips trembled as she tried to speak. “It’s not—” “And don’t you dare lie to me,” Vincenzo snarled, his eyes locking onto Anna with a predatory glare. Anna’s chest tightened, and she swallowed hard
~A FEW HOURS AGO~Vincenzo’s Mercedes-Benz AMG GT63S, escorted by his convoy of SUVs, pulled away from the mansion driveway, but his gaze remained fixed on the rear window.Vincenzo watched Anna and Anthony shrink into two small, blurred figures in the distance, their shared laughter lingering in his mind and fueling his anger.His hands tightened into fists on his knees, the leather of his gloves groaning under the strain.Vincenzo didn’t understand why a cold, burning fury had coiled in his gut, or why he felt this way, but it was deeply unpleasant. The memory of Anthony tucking Anna’s hair behind her ear, of him holding her bandaged hand so gently, kept replaying in his mind over and over.The drive to the city was quiet or tense. After about twenty minutes, Vincenzo’s car finally came to a stop in front of the towering office building. The name ‘ROMANO’ gleamed in bold steel above the entrance.Vincenzo stepped out, his expression stern and cold. Marco and the guards fell in b
A sudden knock came on Anna’s bedroom door.Both Anna and Vincenzo jolted in surprise. Anna’s eyes darted to Vincenzo’s chest, and a rush of heat flooded her cheeks as she suddenly realized just how close they were.“Oh my God—sorry!” Anna blurted, scrambling to her feet in a rush.Vincenzo rose from the floor, brushing dust from his shirt. The air between them felt tense with awkward silence.Vincenzo stared at Anna, saying nothing.She quickly smoothed her hair, tucking a loose strand behind her ear before running a shaky hand through it. “Uh… I—”Another knock sounded at the door.Then Lucy’s voice followed. “Anna? Are you in there?”Anna swallowed hard and turned toward the door. “Y-yeah, I’m coming!” she called.She glanced back at Vincenzo, who stood at the foot of her bed, watching her in silence.Clearing her throat, she muttered nervously, “I… I’ll get the door.”Anna hurried across the room and opened the door just as Vincenzo turned toward it.Lucy stepped into the room,

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