LOGINAfter ten years of loving Dante Russo—the Don of the Russo family—I was finally about to marry him. But before the ceremony began, my adopted younger sister, Bianca, sent us a photo from the scene of a car accident. Dante and my brother immediately left the church. Twenty minutes later, Dante’s men had already confirmed that it was nothing more than a minor collision. There had been no attack, and no one was injured. But Bianca was having a panic attack, so neither of them would come back. I reminded Dante that the priest and the guests from both families were still waiting for him. He said over the phone, “Nothing will happen if the wedding is delayed for a few hours. Bianca can’t be alone right now.” “Elena, you’ve always been the reasonable one. Don’t make me leave her like this.” For ten years, I had been reasonable for them more times than I could count. But not this time. I removed my veil, called off the wedding, and accepted a ten-year position at a research institute in London. They had no idea that thirty-six hours later, Elena Moretti—the woman who had always stayed behind and waited for them—would leave Chicago for good. And the child I had planned to tell Dante about after the wedding would no longer have a place in his future either.
View MoreTen months later, the institute’s new drug project completed its first clinical evaluation phase.On the day of the presentation, I stood backstage while my assistant straightened my collar.The repaired ruby necklace rested against my collarbone.The crack was still there.The jeweler had asked whether I wanted the entire setting replaced. I had refused.Some things could be repaired, but that did not mean we had to pretend they had never been broken.Three months earlier, I had given birth to a daughter in London.Dante came to the hospital that same night after my attorney notified him.He did not bring his bodyguards into the maternity ward or demand that the doctors disclose my condition.He waited in the hallway for nine hours. Only after I gave permission did he hold our daughter for the first time.Afterward, he fulfilled every responsibility outlined in our agreement.He scheduled every visit in advance and never used our daughter as a reason to demand that I return to Chicago
While Dante remained in London, Julian returned alone to the Moretti estate.Bianca’s belongings had already been removed from Elena’s room.The wardrobe had been cleared, and Elena’s bed and desk had been brought back. But the nail holes in the walls, the missing shelves, and the scratches across the floor reminded Julian that the room would never be exactly as it had been.Several servants carried boxes out of storage.Inside were Elena’s awards, research materials, and childhood photographs.After their mother died, Julian had promised that he would always protect her.But after Bianca moved into the estate, he gradually began to take everything Elena had for granted.Because she was the family’s biological daughter, she was expected to give way to Bianca.Because no one could take the Moretti name from her, a little unfairness was not supposed to matter.Not until she decided she no longer wanted this family at all.Julian opened the family group chat.The last messages he had sent
By the time Dante arrived in London, it was already the following afternoon.His private jet had barely landed before he headed straight to the research institute, only to be stopped by security outside the lobby.“I’m sorry, but Miss Moretti has made it clear that she will not receive personal visitors without an appointment.”Dante’s expression darkened.“Tell her I came from Chicago.”“She has already been informed. Miss Moretti said she is working.”For the past ten years, Elena had always left a light on for him, no matter how late he arrived.Even after an argument, she would open the door if he appeared with a slice of chestnut cake.Now he had traveled nearly four thousand miles, yet he needed permission just to see her.Dante refused to leave. He ordered his bodyguards to wait across the street and remained outside the institute until evening.At six, Elena finally walked through the glass doors.She wore a light gray coat and carried several folders in her arms as she reviewe
Dante closed the pregnancy report and immediately turned to Caleb.“Get the jet ready.”“I’m going to London.”Bianca’s expression shifted.“Dante, Elena is pregnant. Chasing after her now will only put more stress on her.”Dante ignored her and placed the ultrasound image back inside the gift box.Julian looked at the date on the medical report.Elena had just left her prenatal appointment yesterday morning when they cornered her outside the university. They had assumed that selling her apartment, turning off her phone, and packing her belongings were all tactics meant to force them to give in.His expression suddenly turned cold.“Pull the security footage from the stairwell.”Bianca’s fingers tightened.“Julian, you don’t believe me?”“If Elena pushed you, the cameras will show it.”“There was no one else there. Elena is already gone. Why are you investigating me now?”“Get the footage,” Dante ordered.Caleb soon brought the recording to the study.On the screen, Bianca approached E


















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