เข้าสู่ระบบGian's bodyguards stepped forward immediately, but he raised a hand to stop them.Turning to me, he asked, "Do you want to talk to him?"I gave it some thought before nodding. "Right here is fine.""What will it take for you to come back?" Erico asked, getting straight to the point. "I know I made mistakes, Nina. I really do. I'll break up with Joanna and return the docks to the Rosettis. I'll also publicly apologize to you—whatever you want, I'll do it.""I want you to let go," I said. "Erico, we're over. I'm married to Gian now, and I love him.""You love him?"He laughed bitterly. "How long have you known him? One month? We were together for four years, Nina! Four years!""No, it's not just been one month… but that has nothing to do with why we're no longer together. In the four years we were together, you treated me like an accessory, like a possession of yours, Erico. You were used to owning me, to controlling me. "Now that I've escaped your control, you're the one who's
"Erico!" Joanna looped her arm through Erico's, but her eyes were fixed firmly on me. "Why is she here? And… with that Polarian?"Her voice carried over, and everyone nearby could hear her.Gian glanced at her, giving her a look one would give an annoying insect. "And this is…""Joanna Rosetti," Erico answered mechanically."Oh." Gian nodded once, then dismissed her entirely. He turned back to me, voice softening, "If you want to visit your parents' graves, I'll go with you tomorrow."Joanna's face flushed crimson when she realized she had been ignored. She tore her arm from Erico's grasp and stepped right up to me."Long time no see, Nina," she said, smiling sweetly, but her eyes dripped venom. "I heard you got married? Wow, that was fast! Then again, for a woman like you… with your defects… just snagging a man at all is an achievement."She deliberately raised her voice. "Have you finally fixed that trembling problem of yours? Or does your new husband not mind marrying someone
"Don Lucenti." Erico finally released my wrist and turned to Gian, barely maintaining a basic level of civility. "This is a private matter between Nina and me.""She's my wife now," Gian said with a smile, though the warmth didn't reach his eyes. "Her matters are my matters."Erico's expression twisted. He looked at me, his voice dropping low. "Nina, stop messing around. Tonight is important. Papa is waiting for us. Let's go in first, and everything else can wait until after the party…""There's nothing left to talk about," I interrupted him. "Erico, I've already told you—we're over. And I've told you that I'm married, too."I raised my left hand, the wedding band sparkling under the light. "I don't understand why you're still bothering me."Erico stared at the wedding band, like it was something he couldn't comprehend. Then a short, desperate-sounding laugh escaped him. "Married? You've only been gone a month, and you're already married to someone else? Is this revenge, Nina? Jus
I felt a little nervous on the flight back to Layshire.Gian held my hand. "What are you afraid of?""I don't know," I said, staring out at the clouds. "Maybe I'm scared of seeing Erico again, or maybe I'm scared of going back to that place.""It's different this time," he said. "You're Donna Lucenti. My wife. No one can look down on you anymore."When the plane landed in Layshire, it happened to be raining.Gian's bodyguards disembarked first to clear the way, but the reporters still packed the exit. All kinds of cameras were aimed at us, and the questions flew at us like bullets."Don Lucenti, is this trip to Layshire to expand your business empire?""Is this lady your newlywed wife?""Rumor has it you're moving into the Layshire market—is that true?"Gian kept his arm around my shoulders, never slowing or stopping. This time, I didn't duck my head or hide beneath his coat. Instead, I kept my chin high and let the cameras catch my calm expression, the wedding band on my ring
The plane touched down in Sorella Isle just as the afternoon sun was blazing over the Ludirean Sea.Gian's estate perched on the cliffs of Catemarina."This will be your home from now on," he said, placing the keys in my palm. "Every room is open to you."The estate was vast, and the staff were respectful but kept a polite distance.Gian was busy every day, managing the Lucenti family affairs. But he always reserved dinner time for me. We'd sit on the terrace, talking about trivial things.He never asked me about my four years with the Vitales, and I never asked about the scar between his brows.…A week later, Gian took me to City Hall. Half an hour later, we walked out holding a fresh marriage certificate. A simple platinum band adorned my ring finger, with "N.L. 11.28" engraved inside—my initials and today's date.The realization that I had just married myself off again left me a little dazed.Gian held my hand, smiling gently.…Our days were so peaceful they almost felt
On the tenth day, I learned Gian had arrived in Layshire from the news. Tabloids were flooded with photos of him stepping off his private jet. Every headline was written in that dramatic, clickbait style."Why Is the Don of an Old Poralia Family in Layshire?""Are the Lucentis Making a Move on Layshire?"Soon, a video went viral.A reporter shouted at Gian, asking why he'd suddenly come to Layshire. Gian gave the camera a small smile and answered, "I'm here to take my fiancee home."Immediately, the identity of Gian's fiancee became the biggest secret every mafia member in Layshire wanted to crack.At 9:00 pm that night, a knock sounded at my door—right on time.I took a deep breath and opened it. Before I could get a good look at the person, a hand yanked me into an embrace. A familiar yet also unfamiliar scent filled my nose.Steel-like arms locked around me, holding me tight. Then, a pair of burning lips crashed into mine, but it lasted only a second before they pulled away.







