After being scorned and emerging stronger, Bianca Rossi has returned to New York City, prepared to confront her previous experiences. She had abandoned a loveless marriage with billionaire Matteo Ricci years ago, trading luxury for independence. A random meeting reunites her with him as she accompanies a charming stranger named Alessandro Moretti to his wedding. Bianca faces Matteo, the man who crushed her hopes, igniting sparks. However, her heart remains unwilling to forgive. Alessandro's mysterious appeal and undisclosed tie to her history provide an enticing opportunity for a getaway. Meanwhile, the revelation of Luca's biological parents forces Matteo to confront his past errors. Amid the media frenzy, Bianca faces a decision. Will she be able to forgive, or will she strike back at the man who betrayed her before? Is Alessandro truly connected to her, or is his past linked to her heartbreak? Will Bianca's revenge bring satisfaction, or will it serve as a painful reminder of her past losses when the truths come to light?
View MoreGIOVANNI’S POVI trailed the man with measured steps, keeping a healthy distance while still ensuring I wouldn’t lose him. He moved with a certain odd confidence, radiating an aura that should be reserved for the owner of the building herself.He stopped at a sleek black door that led to one of the private offices. The building was huge and full of mysteries, and who was I to resist investigating things that weren’t my business? I watched from a shadowed corner as he swiped his card to unlock it. His card was surprisingly also gold-plated.This meant he was on the same level as Darren, as no other person I had seen so far had a gold-plated card. The woman from earlier had probably automatically assumed I was Darren when she saw my gold plate because I was a bit too short to be mistaken for the man’s height. How important. It was interesting that there was someone as valuable to Bianca as Darren was, yet I hadn’t seen or heard about him since I’d been sitting through their random serio
GIOVANNI’S POV"Giovanni, I absolutely need your help!""What is it? What's up?" I asked, my tone filled with worry. Did someone from the Crimson Hand come back for revenge? Was my brother alright? Countless scenarios ran wild in my head, and I stood rooted to the spot, bracing for his words to be my order for operation."I want to take Charlie around the world for a bit. What are the most romantic spots you know?" he asked. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. If he had been in front of me, I would have strangled him for using such a serious tone over something so trivial."Hello? Giovanni, are you there?" he asked again. I was this close to hanging up and blocking his number."You made me worry for no reason, you absolute dumbass!" I whisper-yelled.Fortunately for him, he seemed chagrined, so I could at least consider forgiving him in this lifetime.“I’m sorry. So, any idea for the most romantic spots?” he asked again, like a stubborn monkey. I supposed he wasn’t aware of just
GIOVANNI’S POVWhat Bianca needed to do, unfortunately, involved Darren, and they both strolled into her office, talking about something I obviously didn’t understand. Business etiquette demanded that I shouldn’t enter along with them.“Toss me your employee card, Darren,” I said, making grabby hands. He looked at me in confusion, and I rolled my eyes, walking toward him to remove it myself.“Hey, wait, what do you need my card for?” he asked, guarding it like it was a million-dollar check.“I want to explore, and they’d think I’m a customer if I don’t use your card,” I replied, still trying to pry it out of his tightly closed hands. Bianca smiled mischievously, and I became slightly worried.“If you let him take it from you, you can forget your Christmas bonus,” she said, folding her arms and grinning. I glared at her. What kind of sister-in-law did this to her beloved brother?“If you touch my bonus, I’ll smother you in your sleep,” Darren shot back, stepping away with his hands wou
GIOVANNI’S POVFor some reason, Bianca had stopped letting me drive, so I had to sit in the passenger seat and glare outside the window when all I actually wanted was to do something with my hands. I hated having nothing to do.“I saw your biggest fan yesterday,” Bianca said, snapping me out of my restlessness. Biggest fan? Who could that be? I had a lot of fans—people enjoyed my travel blogs, and I was a Moretti; things like that tended to happen—but I didn’t know how Bianca judged them well enough to determine that one was the biggest. Well, except Luca. He was the only one I’d believe to be my biggest fan.“Who? And how do you know they’re my biggest fan? I have millions,” I subtly bragged. Bianca made a face at me before answering, her eyes steadfast on the road. I always wondered why people treated driving like a serious job. To me, driving was like walking—it should be casual and relaxing, without the need to monitor the road so much.Everyone I’d ever driven with complained abo
GIOVANNI’S POV I hated the waiting period of an ambush. Bianca was, yet again, meeting someone ominous, and my brother had decided to make me head the mission because of how good a job I did the last time. Thankfully, it had been a false alarm, and Bianca and I ended up sitting outside a fancy-looking café that overlooked the gorgeous view of Lake Garda. Bianca was silent, with a small smile on her face, like she was enjoying the view and everything life had to offer. I wondered when I would get that kind of look on my face too. I always knew I’d enjoy hanging out with Bianca. She was basically my brother, with fewer death threats and a better eye for fashion. Not to say there was anything wrong with Alessandro’s style, but he just couldn’t compare to someone who actively owned an entire fashion brand. The clothes she bought were easy to wash and comfortable to put on, just as I liked them. They were also dark-toned, and I gladly chalked that up to her slight color blindness. I h
BIANCA’S POVGiovanni turned around before me, and the only other time I had seen his face so cold was when I first met him. He held my arm just as I was about to follow, as if telling me it wasn’t someone I needed to acknowledge—like I didn’t already know that.“You’ve moved on from my man, and now you’re leeching on his little brother?” Sophia’s voice was filled with mockery. I cursed the patience and peace in my bloodstream that prevented me from smashing her head into the glass window beside me. I could already picture the scene vividly in my head.She dared to target my precious little darling and stand in front of me. I couldn’t get over it no matter how hard I tried. What would I have done if Alessandro’s men hadn’t been there to save my baby all those times she sent men after him? I could have lost my baby. That thought always recurred every time I even thought about her.“She’s not worth your time, G—”“If my name fully drops from that swamp-hole you call a mouth, I will muti
BIANCA’S POVThe bouncers didn’t ask for our IDs, but they did bow—I'm sure they knew who we were, especially Gio. I mean, it’s easy to recognize Gio as a Moretti. From the outside, the club looked just okay, but inside, it was buzzing with energy. No wonder people had been flocking there since 8 p.m.The air was thick with the scent of perfume and sweat. It was strangely bearable because it was wide enough that I didn’t have to smell everyone dancing within a three-foot radius. Neon lights were flashing in sync with the heavy bassline thumping from massive speakers, temporarily dyeing the crowd in shades of blue, violet, and red.This was the first club I had been to that didn’t serve alcohol at the bar. They had what looked like soda, and that was all. No wonder the crowd was bearable; it was probably an all-ages club, or the owner simply wanted his club to be a place for people dancing high on sugar instead of alcohol.There was laughter and shouting, and as the beat of whatever so
BIANCA’S POVAs I stepped out into the fresh air, I finally let out a breath of relief. I hadn’t known the guild members had replaced Toria’s men without her knowing; all that kept me calm in that room was the unrelenting faith that Alessandro wouldn’t fail.Giovanni stepped out of the coffee shop and came up behind me, no doubt coming to gloat about how awesome his acting was. His acting was too awesome for my liking; that gun had been right behind my head. I had been utterly terrified.I turned around and glared at Giovanni, arms crossed, eyes narrowed in irritation. He had removed the mask covering his face and now grinned down at me like a mischievous puppy, his face entirely too relaxed for someone who had just put a gun to my head again.“For the love of God, Giovanni,” I scolded, delivering a light smack to his shoulder. “You have to stop doing that.”Giovanni let out a dramatic sigh, rubbing the spot where my hand had connected with his body. “Doing what, sister-in-law? Saving
TORIA'S POVThe sight of Bianca flustered and touching that ridiculous ring like it was some sort of safety blanket, filled me with a smug satisfaction I hadn’t felt in a long time. She’d come in so sure of herself and continued bantering with me like she had the upper hand. But the truth was, I had her exactly where I wanted her.Bianca’s face was the perfect picture of forced calm as she looked at me, her fingers still brushing over that ridiculous ring. I watched as her bravado crumbled, piece by piece. Her confidence, that irritating little smirk, was all fading now, leaving nothing but raw fear. It was intoxicating.I allowed a small, satisfied smile to curl my lips as I leaned back in my seat. She had banked on the people she told bailing her out, but if my men were too strong, what use were her puny useless friends? There was no one who could swoop in and rescue her. The power was mine, as it was meant to be.“I’m going to give you one more chance, Bianca,” I said, my voice ooz
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