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Claimed By My Ex’s Mafia Father in-law Chapter 223
Chapter 223: The Last Whisper Valerio’s POVThe villa on the Amalfi coast had become our true anchor as the years stretched longer. Sofia was twenty-three now, living in Milan most of the time, working as an art restorer in a small studio near the Brera district. She came home every few months, bringing stories of fragile frescoes she had spent weeks coaxing back to life and photographs of the city lights reflected in the canals. She had her mother’s steady hands and quiet determination, her laughter still bright enough to fill a room, but she carried a calm independence that made Elena and me watch her with the same mixture of pride and quiet ache parents feel when their child no longer needs them to hold on.Elena and I had the house mostly to ourselves these days. The clinic in the village had grown into a small network of three locations, staffed by doctors and nurses she had trained herself. She still worked there three days a week, but the rest of her time belonged to the garde
Claimed By My Ex’s Mafia Father in-law Chapter 222
Chapter 222: The Unbroken Circle Valerio’s POVSofia turned eighteen on a clear September morning when the air still carried the last warmth of summer but already hinted at the crisp bite of autumn. She had grown into a young woman who carried Elena’s grace and my quiet intensity, her dark hair falling in loose waves past her shoulders, her gray eyes sharp with curiosity and a stubborn streak that made us both proud and wary. She had spent the previous year traveling through Europe with a small group of friends, studying art history in Florence and then Rome, sending us photographs of sunlit piazzas and ancient statues that made Elena smile and me quietly proud. Now she was home, back in the villa that had always been her anchor, ready to decide what came next.We threw a small celebration in the garden the night before her birthday. Lanterns hung from the olive trees, their soft glow mixing with fairy lights strung across the pergola. A long table held platters of grilled vegetable
Claimed By My Ex’s Mafia Father in-law Chapter 221
Chapter 221: Forever in the Quiet Valerio’s POVThe villa on the Amalfi coast had been Elena’s idea. She found it during one of those late-night scrolls through real-estate listings she thought I never noticed, a white stone house perched on a cliff above the sea, terraced gardens tumbling down to a private cove, rooms filled with light and old tile floors that stayed cool even in August. She showed me the photos one evening while Sofia was at a friend’s house for the night, her voice soft but certain when she said she wanted a place that was only ours, somewhere the world could not reach. I kissed her then, slow and deep, and told her to buy it the next morning. She did. We signed the papers in a sunlit office in Positano, then drove up the winding road to see it for the first time together.That first summer we spent there felt like stealing time from fate itself. Sofia was fifteen, all long limbs and sharp opinions, spending most days on the beach below the house with friends she
Claimed By My Ex’s Mafia Father in-law Chapter 220
Chapter 220: The Endless Flame Valerio’s POVTime softened the edges of everything except the way Elena and I still looked at each other. Sofia turned ten that summer, tall for her age, all long legs and quick laughter, her dark curls bouncing when she ran across the lawn with the dogs trailing behind her. She had started asking questions about the world beyond the compound gates, about school friends she met during the few carefully arranged playdates, about why her grandmother’s stories always ended with someone leaving and never coming back. Elena answered with gentle honesty, never hiding the scars but never letting them define the day. I watched them from the terrace, coffee in hand, feeling the weight of years settle into something warm and permanent.Elena had taken over the clinic completely now. She hired two more nurses, expanded the hours, started a small program for expectant mothers who could not afford care. She came home smelling of antiseptic and fresh bread from the
Claimed By My Ex’s Mafia Father in-law Chapter 219
Chapter 219: The Endless Flame Valerio’s POVTime softened the edges of everything except the way Elena and I still looked at each other. Sofia turned ten that summer, tall for her age, all long legs and quick laughter, her dark curls bouncing when she ran across the lawn with the dogs trailing behind her. She had started asking questions about the world beyond the compound gates, about school friends she met during the few carefully arranged playdates, about why her grandmother’s stories always ended with someone leaving and never coming back. Elena answered with gentle honesty, never hiding the scars but never letting them define the day. I watched them from the terrace, coffee in hand, feeling the weight of years settle into something warm and permanent.Elena had taken over the clinic completely now. She hired two more nurses, expanded the hours, started a small program for expectant mothers who could not afford care. She came home smelling of antiseptic and fresh bread from the
Claimed By My Ex’s Mafia Father in-law Chapter 218
Chapter 218: Legacy of Light Valerio’s POVYears passed with the quiet certainty of seasons folding into one another, each one leaving its mark on the house, on us, on the life we had fought so hard to claim. Sofia grew into a girl with Elena’s storm-gray eyes and my stubborn jaw, her laughter ringing through the halls like music that never tired of playing. She chased butterflies in the garden, climbed the low branches of the old olive tree, and asked endless questions about everything from why the sky turned pink at sunset to why her grandmother sometimes stared into the distance with a look that made Elena’s hand tighten around mine. We answered as truthfully as we could, never hiding the past but never letting it cast long shadows over the present.Elena’s clinic in the village had become a small cornerstone of the community. She worked there four mornings a week now, delivering babies, stitching wounds, listening to old women talk about aches that had no cure but time and kindne
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