เข้าสู่ระบบThe day I found out I was pregnant, Mia Bell—my husband Julian Moretti's personal secretary—posted on Instagram. "Boss, thank you for taking such good care of me. Who says you can't be pregnant and still get spoiled?" In the photo, Mia wore nothing but lace underwear and leaned against a man's chest as she took a selfie. His hand rested on the smooth curve of her belly. On his ring finger was the Don's signet ring—one I would have recognized anywhere. I left a one-word comment: "Congratulations." Seconds later, Mia called me in a panic to apologize. She claimed she'd only posted the photo to provoke her boyfriend after a fight. Julian Moretti took the phone from her and said in a low voice, "Vivian, delete the comment. You know why she's by my side. She took a bullet for you. The least you can do is not make her feel like it was all for nothing." I held the pregnancy report and opened my mouth to speak, but the call ended before I could say a word. Five minutes later, Mia posted again. "One big protector on the outside and one little protector on the inside. Life is perfect." Julian liked the post. I slipped off my wedding ring and tossed it into the grass beside the road. Then I tucked my latest prenatal report into the bottom of my bag.
ดูเพิ่มเติมSix months after the divorce was finalized, I got a call from a New York number.My son had just fallen asleep in his crib.He had my last name. Bennett.In the settlement, Julian had agreed to seal the paternity records and keep our son out of the Moretti line of succession.The Vitales handled our security in Chicago.Mia gave birth to Luke's son. Julian had his lawyers remove the Moretti name from the hospital records, and Luke's mother took the baby in. The Morettis told the public only that the child had been sent to Europe to recover.The person on the phone was an emergency room doctor. Julian had gotten into an argument with his passenger while driving and crashed the car. He was badly injured.Before surgery, he wanted to say something to me.He was afraid I wouldn't answer if he called me himself, so he'd asked the doctor to call me.I looked at my sleeping son, his cheeks flushed, and quietly replied, "He has the wrong number. I don't know him."Later, a Moretti driver I kne
The divorce still wasn't final when I moved to Chicago.Before I started my new job, Alexander brought in a neutral representative from the Five Families to help our families reach an agreement.I wouldn't take any of the Morettis' suppliers or routes or use any of their intelligence, and the Vitales wouldn't use me to investigate the Morettis' business.In exchange, the Morettis couldn't stop me from working in the industry or pressure any clients who chose to follow me.The Vitale jewelry company gave me my own lab, bought every piece of equipment I'd asked for, and let me build my own team.A former colleague told me Mia was still showing up outside the building every day, refusing to leave Julian alone.After the video leaked, his uncles started openly questioning his judgment in meetings. They were saying things to his face that no one had dared say before.My departure also hit the diamond business hard. Several longtime clients chose not to renew their contracts and contacted me
After he slapped me, Julian never returned to the hotel.He agreed to let me leave the family business.I waited until he was gone, then returned to the lab to pack my things.Before I left, I went into his office and pulled our framed wedding photo from his desk drawer.When we first moved in, Julian had placed it on his desk himself.Then Mia came along, and the items on his desk were replaced one by one with things she liked.Our wedding photo ended up in a drawer, replaced by a cartoon figurine she'd given him.I stood by the tall window one last time, my case of tools packed and waiting at my feet.Below, traffic flowed through the intersection.When I first came to New York, Julian and I had stood on that same street, looking up at this building.His father still wouldn't let him take over the business, and I'd just received my first paycheck as an appraiser.Barely able to contain my excitement, I'd pointed at the building and said, "One day, I'm going to have my own lab up ther
I looked down and started closing the door. Julian blocked it with one hand and slipped inside.Before I could step back, he pinned me against the wall and wrapped his arms around me."Vivi, give me one more chance."His familiar scent surrounded me, but all I wanted was to get away.I pushed against his chest."Don't touch me. I'll call for help. The FBI would love to hear what I know about you."He caught my hands and said in a low voice, "Don't, Vivi. Whenever you were upset, you used to hold me like this."Ignoring my struggles, he reached up and touched my face."The baby is still here. We can start again. I'll take care of both of you."I turned my face away from his touch."I don't need you to. The doctor told me to go home and rest. Let me go. You're hurting me."He loosened his grip but still wouldn't release me."I know you're frightened. After the last crash, you wouldn't let me touch you for a long time, but we got through it together."I looked at him and stopped strugglin












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