登入~~LENA~~I almost cursed.The moment Niccolò spoke, I knew exactly what he was doing. He was baiting me.I stood in front of his desk, staring at him while my mind raced in every possible direction. The irritating part was that he knew he had cornered me. He looked completely calm, seated behind his desk as though he had all the time in the world.Maybe he did. I certainly didn't because I desperately wanted answers. And that photograph had changed everything.Finding out that Niccolò had known my mother as a child was already shocking enough, but seeing them together in that picture had made me realize something else. They had not simply known each other.There had been familiarity in that photograph. My mother had been standing beside him naturally, not like a teacher standing beside one of dozens of students. The more I thought about it, the more convinced I became that their families had known each other.Maybe they had even been close.The realization sounded absurd, yet it r
~~NICCOLÒ~~I watched her expression carefully the moment I asked for the photograph. For the briefest second, shock, panic, and calculation crossed her face.I knew that look. Lena was deciding whether to deny its existence.Unfortunately for her, I had spent enough time around her to recognize exactly what she was about to do. I leaned back slightly against the desk and folded my arms across my chest."Don't," I said calmly.She blinked. "Don't what?""Don't lie to me."Her lips parted. "I wasn't going to—""You were.""No, I wasn't.""You absolutely were."She stared at me for a long moment before crossing her arms defensively. "You're impossible.""I've been called worse.""Liar."I ignored that."The picture, Lena."She hesitated, and I could practically see her debating whether she should continue pretending. Finally, she sighed."How did you know about it?"I raised an eyebrow. "You really want to ask me that?""Yes.""Matteo was there."Her eyes widened. "What?"I nodded once.
~~LENA~~The entire ride back to the mansion was miserable.Nobody spoke.The guards accompanying me seemed to have collectively decided that silence was the safest option, which honestly suited me just fine because I had absolutely no idea what to say.My body hurt.Now that the adrenaline had worn off, every injury was making itself known.The cuts from the shrapnel burned fiercely. The worst was the one on my cheek. It stung every time I moved my face, and judging by the uncomfortable tightness around it, I was fairly certain it looked awful.My legs were not doing much better.The struggle with the masked man had left bruises everywhere. My knees ached, shoulders hurt, and I was fairly sure I had pulled something in my back while throwing myself around abandoned classrooms in an attempt not to die.Overall, it had been a terrible day. And somehow, I had a feeling it was about to get even worse.The car rolled through the mansion gates and came to a stop. I took a deep breath. Then
~~LENA~~The last thing I had expected when I opened that locker was a gunshot.One second, I was staring at the old photograph in my hands, trying to understand why a young Niccolò was standing beside my mother. The next second, an explosive sound ripped through the abandoned hallway.The locker door beside me practically exploded and metal shards flew everywhere.I screamed and threw myself to the ground instinctively, covering my head as pieces of twisted metal scattered across the floor. Something sharp sliced across my forearm and cheek, and I hissed in pain."What the hell?"My heart slammed painfully against my chest. For several seconds, I couldn't breathe. Another fragment struck the wall behind me."Oh my God!"I scrambled backward on shaking limbs, pressing myself against the filthy floor. Someone had actually shot at me."This can't be happening," I whispered frantically.My entire body shook as I stared at the ruined locker. The photograph had fallen somewhere nearby. The
~~NICCOLÒ~~I had barely stepped out of the operations room when my phone rang.I glanced at the screen before answering. "Matteo.""Boss."I continued down the corridor, loosening the cuffs of my shirt. "Tell me you have something useful."There was a brief pause then, he spoke. "I found your wife."I stopped walking. That immediately had my full attention."Found her?" I repeated. "What do you mean found her? She left less than two hours ago.""Yes, and she's definitely not where she claimed she was going."I exhaled slowly. Of course she wasn't. A small chuckle escaped me despite myself."She really isn't good at keeping secrets, is she?"He snorted softly. "Not even remotely."I resumed walking toward my office. "So, where is she?" I asked. "Another café? A bakery? Did she decide bookstores are overrated and go s
~~LENA~~For a brief moment, as my fingers wrapped around the cold metal handle of locker forty-seven, I genuinely thought I was about to discover something shocking.My imagination, unfortunately, chose that exact moment to become extremely creative."What if it's a bomb?" I muttered under my breath.I immediately frowned. "No, that's ridiculous."Then another possibility appeared. "What if it's some kind of gas trap?"I took an involuntary step backward. "Or a tranquilizer dart."That one made me pause.Honestly, considering the kind of people I seemed to attract lately, a hidden tranquilizer did not feel completely impossible. I could already picture it.I would open the locker and something would shoot out. Then next, I would wake up tied to another chair while strange people asked me to spy on my husband again.I groaned. "If
The door to Lena's room clicked shut behind me. I stood in the corridor for a moment, letting the silence of the upper level settle around me. Then I turned and walked. Matteo was already there when I reached the top of the main staircase, moving up from the lower level. “Full report,” I said.
~~NICCOLÒ~~ I was meant to be at Carlo's office by ten. Instead I was here, pushing everything aside. The private shooting range sat far outside the city limits, hidden behind old concrete walls and empty land where nobody complained about gunfire. It
~~NICCOLO~~ I waited until Lena’s footsteps faded down the hallway before looking back at Bianca. She hadn't moved from the doorway. She stood there with one hand resting on her suitcase. “That looked… emotional.” I said nothing. She smiled faintly and stepped further into the room. “Interestin
Morning light came through the tall windows, but it didn’t do anything for the knot sitting in my stomach. I was curled up in the armchair, my oversized black shirt swallowing me whole, just staring at a cup of coffee that had gone cold without me noticing.I had actually slept last nigh







