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Chapter Nineteen

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The urge to scream clawed its way up Alessandro’s throat, tightening it until breathing became a struggle. For a moment, he genuinely thought he might choke on it—on everything he wanted to say but couldn’t.

His chest rose and fell unevenly, each breath shallow, restricted… like the air itself had turned against him. It was Saturday. He wasn’t supposed to be here.

And yet, the second Giovanni called, he had come running—like he always did. Like he always would.

Now he stood there in a perfectly
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    Just when Alessandro decided that the evening couldn't get any worse, Viviana broke their unspoken truce.He should have seen it coming. He should have planted himself somewhere unreachable — a corner, a terrace, the bottom of the Atlantic ocean— anywhere that wasn't here, in this gilded room that smelled of old money and older grudges. But he hadn't, and now she was sidling up to him with that Cheshire smile carved into her face and a glass of champagne held between her fingers like a prop in a play she'd been rehearsing all evening.Of course. He took a slow breath. Of course it's her."Anything I should know?" Viviana asked, her tone vague in that deliberate way of hers — the kind of vague that meant she already knew everything and simply wanted to watch him squirm.Alessandro cast her a dirty look. He knew she was up to no good. He knew, the way a man knows when a storm is rolling in off the water — not because he can see it yet, but because the air changes. Everything about Viv

  • Entwined With You    Chapter Forty Two

    The evening moved forward, as evenings at Giovanni Guidotti's events always did — with precision, with momentum, with the sense that each element had been sequenced by someone who understood that luxury is also a form of choreography.Alessandro found himself at the podium earlier than he was ready for, which was, he supposed, the condition under which he performed most things these days.His speech was well-received. It was the kind of speech that sounded warm and came from somewhere colder — professional gratitude, measured tribute, the language of a man who had learned to translate everything private into something presentable before it left his mouth.The applause was genuine. He returned to his position near the family table without looking at the corner where Maya Cruz was seated, which required more conscious effort than it should have.Giovanni's speech followed.It was Giovanni's speech. Alessandro did not need to hear it to know its shape — the authority, the vision, the car

  • Entwined With You    Chapter Forty One

    She was breathtaking.That was the only word that arrived first, and it arrived without permission — simple, unadorned, and entirely inadequate for what Alessandro was actually looking at. He had seen beautiful women. He was, after all, in a room full of them this very evening. He knew what beauty looked like when it was assembled deliberately, when it was the product of intention and expertise and the right dress on the right figure in the right light.This was something else.This was the kind of thing that stopped a room.Maya.He said nothing. He moved nothing. He simply stood where he was, in the middle of his father's ballroom, with three hundred people around him and the orchestra still playing and the chandeliers still throwing their extravagant light across everything, and looked at her — and felt, with a completeness that he found genuinely alarming, that the rest of the room had become largely theoretical.Her dark brunette hair had been swept into an updo of the kind that

  • Entwined With You    Chapter Forty

    They arrived at ten minutes past seven.Alessandro Guidotti and Viviana Geralt came through the bronze doors of The Aurelia Grand with the practised ease of two people who had, somewhere between the Geralt driveway and the hotel entrance, negotiated a ceasefire. It was not a warm truce. It was not even a particularly comfortable one. It was the kind of arrangement two people arrive at when they are intelligent enough to recognise that the alternative — open hostility in front of three hundred witnesses — serves neither of them, and practical enough to set aside their considerable personal feelings for the duration of a public appearance.Alessandro had made his terms clear in the car, in the tone he reserved for conversations that were not, in fact, conversations."The moment the photographs are done, " he had said, his eyes forward, his voice carrying the flat finality of a man reading from a document he has already signed, "you will disappear from my sight. I don't want to see you.

  • Entwined With You    Chapter Thirty Nine

    The Aurelia Grand did not merely occupy its corner of the city.It owned it.There was a particular kind of building that did not need to announce itself — that had long since passed the point of requiring the validation of passersby and existed, instead, in the serene certainty of its own significance. The Aurelia Grand was that kind of building. It rose from the heart of the city's most coveted address with the unhurried confidence of something that had always been there and fully intended to remain, its pale limestone facade lit from below by lights that turned the stone the colour of warm honey against the night sky, its brass fittings gleaming, its entrance flanked by towering topiaries trimmed to geometric perfection.It had not always been called The Aurelia Grand.The original structure dated back to 1897, when a Belgian industrialist by the name of Edouard Voss had commissioned it as a private residence of extraordinary ambition — seven floors, forty-three rooms, a ballroom

  • Entwined With You    Chapter Thirty Eight

    He pulled back from her like she had burned him.And perhaps she had. Because something was burning — spreading outward from the point of contact with an efficiency that had nothing to do with shock and everything to do with the white, clean heat of fury. Alessandro was not a man who lost his composure easily. He had sat across tables from people who wanted to dismantle everything he had built, had fielded his father's silences and his mother's manipulations, had navigated crises that would have unmade lesser men, and through all of it he had remained — at least externally — unshakeable.Viviana Geralt had managed it in under thirty seconds."What the hell, Viviana?"The words came out harder than he intended, which meant they came out exactly as hard as he felt, which meant his composure was currently somewhere on the driveway behind him and he was not entirely sure he cared.She didn't flinch.Of course she didn't flinch. He watched her, jaw tight, and felt the specific frustratio

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    The steady rhythm of the heart monitor had become the background music of Alessandro Guidotti’s days; Beep. Beep. Beep. A few days earlier, the sound had meant nothing to him. He had been floating somewhere in darkness, trapped in a deep, endless sleep. Now it was proof that he was still here—stil

  • Entwined With You    Chapter Five

    The steady beep of the heart monitor was the only sound breaking through the haze. Alessandro’s eyes fluttered open to a blur of white ceilings and antiseptic air. His chest burned where the bullets had torn through him, and for a moment, he wondered if this was purgatory — the sterile stillness,

  • Entwined With You    Chapter Four

    The words hung in the air like glass — fragile, trembling.Alessandro blinked, once, twice, completely thrown off guard. For a man who controlled everything — from billion-dollar deals to the temperature of a room — he looked… human for a moment. Vulnerable. Speechless. His body leaned back slightl

  • Entwined With You    Chapter Three

    The conversation at breakfast this morning had left Alessandro irritated all day as he stepped into the soft golden glow of The Golden Glass. Business, charm, reputation—everything he was trained to be waited for him. And Sienna Hudson, blissfully unaware, was just another opportunity.In Sienna Hu

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