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Bad Switch

Author: Maria-Grace
last update Last Updated: 2025-11-01 18:22:14

CLEO GARCIA

Today was shaping up to be a long, demanding day.

When Marco and I woke up this morning, we hit the ground running, getting ready for everything ahead.

We each had our tasks, and everything needed to go smoothly. If even one thing went wrong, we risked losing everything we’d been working toward.

At some point, Isa called me. She had a lot of questions about Enzo.

“I’m all alone, Cleo. I don’t even have you anymore,” Isa had said over the phone, her words sharp with hurt.

I had felt a pang in my chest and quickly left the room, searching for a quiet spot to talk. I stepped into the library, and closed the door softly behind me for privacy.

“Why would you say that?” I’d asked Isa, my voice soft but confused, as I leaned against the door. “Ethan’s been in the hospital for two weeks, Cleo. Have you even come to see him? You know who else hasn’t shown up? Enzo. And Ethan keeps asking for him, over and over,” Isa said, letting out a heavy sigh.

Her words hit hard, and gu
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    ENZO MORETTIIsa took off her shoes as soon as I turned off the engine.She had been quiet for most of the ride to the funeral home. She hadn’t answered her mum’s calls either, but now she was dialing a number.I could already guess who she was calling.“We’re here, love,” I said, taking the keys out of the ignition and catching them in my hand.Isa hushed me and showed me her screen. She was calling Emiliana.My throat tightened as I leaned back in my seat.Her mother’s voice came through the speaker.“What did I ever do to you as a kid, Isabella?” Emiliana asked, clearly frustrated from not getting to her daughter sooner.The silence of this neighborhood was so heavy that even a pin dropping would have been loud.Isa kicked off her trainers and curled up in the seat, folding her legs beside her.She pressed her phone’s side button until her mum’s voice was too faint for me to hear.“A lot of things. Do you want to get into them now?” Isabella said.Her lips quivered, reacting to som

  • Claimed By The Mafia Boss   Blindfold, You’re Worthless

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  • Claimed By The Mafia Boss   Feel Something

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  • Claimed By The Mafia Boss   Family in Business

    MARCO MARTINS “Let’s go, baby,” I said to Cleo, resting my hand on the small of her back. Cleo turned to Isa. “Are you sure you don’t want me to stay with you?” she asked. The thing was, Isa hadn’t said a single word about her son’s death and it had been hours. Isa turned around, her hands tucked deep into the sleeves of her kitten cardigan. With every passing second, she seemed to shrink further into herself. It was hard to watch, even for someone who didn’t like her. Isa shook her head, waved at Cleo, and we started toward the car. “Babe,” I called, but Cleo’s eyes stayed fixed on the back of Isa’s head even as I led her away. “If you guys had gotten here on time, you would have saved him,” Cleo told me. Her voice was low and sharp. She turned and glared at me as she freed herself from my grasp. “Where did you keep your phone, babe?” she asked with a smile that made me swallow hard. She “We were in a meeting,” I said, frustration slipping into my voice. “I’ve

  • Claimed By The Mafia Boss   Rocking Knees

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