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Chapter 3

Author: Eternity
Nico stayed away from the estate for three days. During those three days, Alessia sent me videos.

One showed Nico assembling a toy castle with Gia in his lap while Alessia watched in his suit jacket. In another, he fed her soup. In the last, Gia slept in his arms and Alessia rested against his shoulder beneath the same blanket.

At first, I played every clip. Then I turned off the sound. By the third day, I stopped opening them.

As I moved to block her number, another message arrived: a photograph of my mother's bracelet dangling from her fingers.

[Want your mother's bracelet back?]

[Come to the hospital. Alone.]

I rose too quickly and my vision darkened. Still weak from blood loss, I waited for the dizziness to pass, grabbed my coat, and left.

I wanted my mother's bracelet back before I left Chicago. There was nothing else I needed from Alessia.

The room was unlocked. Alessia held Gia and hummed an Italian lullaby about how much Daddy loved her and the little brother coming soon.

She smiled. “Nico canceled his dock meeting and the Commission dinner. He says nothing matters more than our safety.”

I ignored her. “Where is the bracelet?”

She lifted it from the bedside table and let the glass beads sway between her fingers. “This?”

“Give it back.”

“Of course, after you apologize.” Alessia raised her right hand, displaying the Donati emerald ring. “Kneel. Kiss my ring and admit that you hurt Gia. Admit that I am the woman the Commission recognizes as mistress of the Valenti family. Then I'll consider returning it.”

“Don't go too far.”

Her gentleness vanished. “I am the Donati heir, carrying the future Valenti heir. You have no family, assets, or protection. The Commission lets you live only because Nico is not ready to discard you.”

She moved to the open seventeenth-floor window. “I'll count to three. If you don't kneel, the bracelet goes outside. One. Two.”

I saw my mother fastening it around my wrist before she died.

My knees struck the cold floor.

Alessia extended her ring. “Now kiss it.”

I closed my eyes and touched my lips to the emerald. She laughed.

“Nico once took a bullet for you. Now all I have to do is ask, and he gives me the thing you treasure most. Who matters more to him now?”

She held the bracelet out, then drew it back just before I could take it and let it fall onto the marble.

The beads shattered on the marble. Blue fragments scattered across the floor, and the silver medal rolled beneath the bed.

“How careless. I gave it back. You failed to catch it.”

As I reached for the pieces, Alessia screamed and threw herself against the wall.

At her scream, the door burst open. Nico and Salvatore rushed in with two Donati capos.

Alessia stumbled into Nico's arms, holding her stomach. “Tessa tried to take Gia and pushed me. Check her arm. I saw Tessa pinching her, and I couldn't stop her.”

Nico lifted Gia and pulled back her sleeve. Purple bruises marked the child's skin.

“I didn't do that. I never touched her.”

Salvatore crossed the room and slapped me hard enough to knock me down. My ears rang as blood ran from my lip beside the broken beads.

“You already put Gia in intensive care, and now you dare touch her again? The Valentis have tolerated you long enough.”

One of the Donatis spoke coldly. “One night of confinement did not teach her respect. Attacking the heir's child requires internal punishment.”

Nico's fingers tightened. “She isn't part of the family.”

“And that excuses her?” Salvatore demanded. “Gia carries your blood. Alessia carries the son this family has awaited for years. How much more of your own family will you sacrifice for this woman?”

I looked at Nico. His jaw was rigid, the arm holding Gia almost trembling. Conflict and pain moved through his eyes.

I watched him. He had heard my denial. Now his family was waiting for his answer.

Under the gaze of the Valentis and Donatis, that conflict slowly disappeared. Nico turned his face away.

He said nothing.

I lowered my eyes to the broken beads. He could argue over the punishment. He would not tell them I was innocent.

The Valenti punishment room lay beneath an abandoned winery, windowless and soundproof. Two soldiers fastened my wrists to a metal chair while the enforcer raised a leather-wrapped rubber baton. It left few visible marks but turned every breath into agony.

The first blow blackened my vision.

I remembered trying to leave Nico to save his future. He stood beneath my apartment in pouring rain until fever made him collapse, then clung to my hand in the hospital.

“Remember this, Tessa. Even if everyone stands against us, I choose you.”

The second blow struck beneath my ribs. I bit through my lip and tasted blood.

I tried to keep count. Each time the baton rose, I braced for the next blow.

By the fifteenth strike, I could no longer draw a full breath.

By the nineteenth, there was only the blunt impact and my labored breathing.

The final blow fell. Before darkness took me, the metal door crashed open and someone shouted my name. Familiar arms caught me.

Nico held me so tightly his arms shook, but I no longer had the strength to open my eyes.
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