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CHAPTER SIXTY TWO
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2026-04-15 23:22:17
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HIS BUTTERFLY (BETWEEN TWO DONS) CHAPTER SEVENTY THREE ~~
“SOAK MY HAND LIKE A GOOD GIRL.”SOFIA.Although Dante seemed to act like everything was okay, I knew he hated seeing my kiss Marco even if it was an accident. He even broke the glass in his hand. I really didn’t mean to drop the paper and kiss Marco and I don’t think he meant to do so either, but now all I could think about was the injury on Dante’s hand and what he was planning. The family gathering at Marco’s parents’ house was still in full swing when my phone vibrated in my clutch. I excused myself from the conversation with one of Marco’s aunts, heart already sinking as I slipped into the quieter hallway near the powder room.Dante’s text glowed on the screen.Grand Palace Hotel. Presidential suite. Now.A second message followed almost immediately.**If you aren’t standing in front of me in ten minutes, I will put a bullet in Marco’s head. Don’t test me tonight, Sofia.**My stomach dropped. I knew that tone, even through text. He wasn’t bluffing. Not after what he’d witnessed
HIS BUTTERFLY (BETWEEN TWO DONS) CHAPTER SEVENTY TWO
ONE WEEK LATER."Jealousy is just love with nowhere to go and no way to breathe."DANTEI am in a good mood when I arrive.That should have been my first warning. Good moods have never lasted long in my life and by now I should know better than to trust them.The drive to Marco's parents' house takes forty minutes from the estate and I spend most of it with the window down, one arm resting on the door, actually enjoying the Italian countryside rolling past in the late afternoon gold. The meeting this morning went well. The alliances are solidifying. The succession vote is closer than it's ever been and every calculation I'm running puts me exactly where I need to be.And Sofia is here.That is the part my brain keeps coming back to. She is forty minutes ahead of me in a car with Marco and his parents and Isabella and in a few minutes I will be in the same room as her again and that simple fact has been sitting warm in my chest the entire drive.I told you. Good mood. Should have known
HIS BUTTERFLY (BETWEEN TWO DONS) CHAPTER SEVENTY ONE
"The cruelest thing about wanting a life that isn't yours is how clearly you can see exactly what it would look like."DANTEThe meeting runs forty minutes longer than it should.By the time I shake the last hand and walk the last Don to his car and watch the last black vehicle disappear down the estate's long driveway, my jaw aches from holding the same composed expression for three hours straight and I want nothing more than coffee and quiet.I loosen my tie as I walk back through the main entrance. Nico falls into step beside me briefly, already running through the afternoon's outcomes in that efficient way he has — who committed, who hedged, who needs more pressure, who is already secured.I let him talk. I process it. I give the necessary responses.But my mind is already elsewhere.It keeps doing that lately.Finding its way back to them.—----------------------Everywhere was quiet, really quiet. I couldn't hear Isabella constantly fighting with luca or laughing at a stupid jok
HIS BUTTERFLY (BETWEEN TWO DONS) CHAPTER SEVENTY
“IT IS TIMES LIKE THESE I CHERISH THE MOST.”SOFIA.I am still in my clothes — a light cotton dress, no shoes — which in retrospect was my first mistake because I should have known the moment I got within three feet of the water what was going to happen.I crouch at the edge, intending to sit and dangle my feet in. A reasonable compromise.Dante is right there.He looks up at me from the water, the morning light doing things to his face that are genuinely unfair, and his dark eyes are warm and full of everything from last night and he reaches up and takes my hand."Dante—" I start."Don't," he says. Almost gently."I'm still dressed—""Sofia.""I have a dress on—"He pulls me in.The water hits me all at once, cool and clean and completely shocking, and I surface sputtering and absolutely furious for about two seconds before Isabella's laughter hits me and then I cannot maintain the furious face at all."Dante!" I push wet hair out of my eyes.He is grinning. Fully, properly grinning,
HIS BUTTERFLY (BETWEEN TWO DONS) CHAPTER SIXTY NINE
"The most painful lies are the ones we tell to protect the people we love the most."SOFIAI hear them before I see them.Isabella's laugh first — that big, uncontained laugh she has that she gets from absolutely no one on my side of the family because none of us have ever laughed like that in our lives. Free and loud and completely unbothered by who might hear it. Then Dante's voice, lower, saying something I can't quite make out, followed immediately by an enormous splash and Isabella screaming with delight.I step out onto the terrace with my coffee still in my hand and stop. We were now back home.The pool at the house is long and blue and catching the morning light in a way that makes everything look warm and a little dreamlike. Isabella is in the shallow end, her dark curls soaked flat against her head, absolutely beside herself with laughter. She is six years old and she has never once in her life been afraid of water and right now she is using that fearlessness to splash Dante
HIS BUTTERFLY (BETWEEN TWO DONS) CHAPTER SIXTY EIGHT
Seven years ago.“YOU BROKE ME FIRST.”SOFIA.I wake up alone.This part I remember with a clarity that has never faded, not in seven years, not through everything that came after. The particular quality of that morning light. The particular feeling of reaching across the bed and finding nothing.His side is cold. Not just empty — cold. He has been gone for a while.I sit up. Look around the apartment. His shoes are gone. His jacket. I find the note on the pillow and read it once. Family emergency. Be back soon.I'm not worried, not at first. Families have emergencies. He loves me. He will come back.I get up. Make coffee. Sit by the window and watch the street below and wait.He doesn't come.I call his phone. It rings four times and goes to voicemail. His voice, warm and familiar, asking me to leave a message."It's me," I say, because I don't know what else to say. "Just checking you're okay. Call me when you can."He doesn't call.Day one I tell myself he's busy. Family crises are
HIS BUTTERFLY (BETWEEN TWO DONS) CHAPTER TWENTY NINE
“HE IS NOT PERFECT BUT HE IS ALL I WANT, ALL I CRAVE, ALL I IMAGINE.”SOFIA.My eyes snap open. My heart stops.How did he know? I told him I was staying in Marco's room. I've been so careful. How did he figure out which room is actually mine?"You still won't talk to me?" His voice is low, intimat
HIS BUTTERFLY (BETWEEN TWO DONS) CHAPTER TWENTY SEVEN
“I THINK, I THINK TOO MUCH”SOFIA."Wait." I stop walking, nearly dropping the pack of markers I'm holding. "He killed his parents?"Luca looks at me, surprised. "You didn't know? I figured he told you—oh, right. You two haven't really talked, huh?" He leans against the cart. "Yeah, he killed them.
HIS BUTTERFLY (BETWEEN TWO DONS) CHAPTER TWENTY SIX
“EVERY GIRL IS A DOLL. EITHER BARBIE OR ANABELLE.”SOFIA.Luca. It's Luca, grinning at me like he didn't just scare ten years off my life."What are you doing?" I press my hand to my chest, trying to calm my racing heart."I'm going with you." He settles into the seat like he belongs there, stretch
HIS BUTTERFLY (BETWEEN TWO DONS) CHAPTER TWENTY TWO
“IF YOU FALL I WILL ALWAYS BE THERE”__FLOOR.DANTE.Luca arrives like a hurricane in human form. I released a pre–stressed sigh, because I know just hou much chaos he is about to bring."Dante! Where the hell are you, man? This place is huge. What, Marco needs a castle to compensate for something?"
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