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HIS BUTTERFLY (BETWEEN TWO DONS) HIS SWEET ADDICTION--44
“Sometimes, the cruelest thing a person can do is make you doubt the one person you trust completely.”VIVIANI hated this room. I hated the walls that seemed to close in a little more every hour, the locked door, the guards stationed outside it, and the fact that I couldn't even walk properly without feeling the consequences of what Alexei had done to me. But most of all, I hated not knowing what was happening beyond these four walls.Nico had promised to come back for me, and I believed him. God help me, I did. But believing in Nico didn't stop me from worrying about what the Alchemist might do to him, because that bastard had spent years studying people's weaknesses, and now he had finally found his favorite one.Me.I dragged a hand over my face and shifted on the bed, searching for a position that didn't make my spine ache. It was useless. The medication they'd given me barely took the edge off, and every time I moved, a dull, stubborn pain reminded me exactly where I was and why
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NicoDante's question hung in the air between us.How do you plan on putting his ass six feet under?I stared at him for a moment. Then I exhaled slowly. " Before we get to that , There is something else you need to know."Dante waited. He was good at that — waiting without filling the silence, without pressure, just giving you the space to get there at your own pace. I rubbed a hand over my face. "The Alchemist…" A pause. "He's my father."For the first time since I'd walked into the room, Dante's expression changed. Not dramatically. Just enough — his eyes narrowing slightly, something shifting behind them that told me the information had landed. "Your father?"I nodded. "He told me everything in Russia. Our mother died giving birth to me and Luca. He claims he left us with your father because he wanted to protect us."Dante said nothing. I kept going. "He says your father was supposed to raise us while he built his empire. He says he planned to come back for us when he was powerful
HIS BUTTERFLY (BETWEEN TWO DONS) HIS SWEET ADDICTION--42
NICO.The moment we touched down in New York, Dante had already arranged for us to be moved.Not the old compound. Not the mansion with its particular atmosphere of controlled tension, every hallway feeling like it was waiting for something to go wrong. This place was different. Still in New York, tucked away from the noise and the kind of attention none of us needed right now. There were guards and cameras and enough weapons nearby to start a small war, but it did not feel like we were living inside one. It felt, strangely, like a home.Dante had changed.Not in the obvious ways — he was still the same stoic man who could make a room go quiet just by walking into it, still the kind of presence that reorganized every space he entered. But something had shifted in him since Sofia and the children, and you could feel it in how this place was set up. Isabella and Matteo running somewhere inside, Sofia's voice drifting from another room. A real home. One where his children could make nois
HIS BUTTERFLY (BETWEEN TWO DONS) HIS SWEET ADDICTION--41
LUCANico had always been my person.Before Dante, before the empire, before all the blood and chaos and the years of building something out of nothing in Colombia — there had been him. My twin. My shadow. The other half of whatever I was. We had been inseparable in the way that only two people raised by the same absence can be, relying on each other not because it was convenient but because for a long time it was the only reliable thing either of us had.If something happened to me, Nico knew. If he had a problem, I was the first person he called. We shared everything — secrets, plans, stupid jokes at the worst possible times, and even the things we were too ashamed to say out loud to anyone else. That was us. That had always been us.But now?My brother had turned into a fucking vault. And I genuinely did not understand when that happened.I sat back in my seat, staring at the empty space where Nico had been sitting moments ago. His phone had vibrated. He'd looked at the screen, gon
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NICOSilence had never been uncomfortable between Luca and me. Not genuinely. We could spend hours without speaking and it would sit easy between us — the silence of two people who have been in enough rooms together that they do not need to fill every moment with sound. But this was different. This silence was full. Packed with everything my brother wanted to ask and everything I was not saying and the specific friction of both those things existing in the same small cabin at thirty thousand feet.I sat by the window staring at the clouds below us. My mind was nowhere near this flight. It was in a room in Russia. Vivian's face. Her bruised body. The way she had looked at me when I promised to get her out. The way she had grabbed my wrist and begged me not to give the Alchemist what he was asking for.I closed my eyes.I was running out of time.Across from me, Luca sat with his arms folded and his eyes fixed on me with the specific expression of a man deciding where exactly to insert
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VIVIAN"He wouldn't."I shake my head, the movement pulling at the pain in my back but I do not care. "Nico would not give you the ledger."The Alchemist laughs. Low and amused and the kind of sound that gets under your skin regardless of how much you prepare for it. "Yes, he would.""No.""Because of you."My stomach twists. He steps closer and I make myself hold still, made myself not move back, because giving ground to this man — even a single step — feels like losing something I cannot afford to lose right now."You know by now that he is my son, don't you?"I glare at him. "That doesn't make him anything like you."His laughter fills the room again, easy and unbothered, the laughter of someone who finds being contradicted genuinely entertaining. "He is just like me.""No.""I see it in his eyes, Vivian." He taps a finger against his temple. "The darkness follows in his blood."I shake my head. "Nico is nothing like you."The Alchemist tilts his head. "You know that's not true." H
HIS BUTTERFLY (BETWEEN TWO DONS) CHAPTER SIXTY FOUR ~~~
“I WANT HIM TO KNOW THAT I AM HERE FOR HIM WITH OPEN HEART, OPEN MOUTH AND OPEN LEGS.”SOFIADante didn’t waste a second.He dragged me across the seat and into his lap, one big hand cupping the back of my neck as his mouth crashed down on mine. The kiss was deep, hungry, seven years of pent-up nee
HIS BUTTERFLY (BETWEEN TWO DONS) CHAPTER SIX
“I HATE THAT I AM STILL HOPING.”SOFIA.The car ride was suffocating.I sit in the passenger seat of Marco's Mercedes, my hands folded in my lap, staring out the window at the city lights blurring past. He's driving in silence, both hands on the wheel, his jaw tight. The only sound is the low hum o
HIS BUTTERFLY (BETWEEN TWO DONS) CHAPTER FIVE
“IF I CAN’T BEND HEAVEN, I WILL RAISE HELL.”DANTE."The Arena?" Rico sounded intrigued. "That place is legendary. Heard stories about it even down here.""Yeah, well, it's where the old guard goes to pretend they're still relevant. Perfect place for politics." I finish my whiskey and pour another.
HIS BUTTERFLY (BETWEEN TWO DONS) CHAPTER FOUR
“PAIN MADE US STRONGER, TEARS MADE US COLDER.”DANTE.The whiskey burns going down, but I barely notice anymore, alcohol over the years became like water to me, which–-well wasn’t such a great thing. I'm sitting in the guest room of Marco's house—my cousin's house, though I haven't seen the bastar
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