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29- The Storm that Never Came

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The evening of the date arrived, and Milan felt as though her nerves were vibrating beneath her skin.

She was dressed in a backless, emerald-green dress, which was from the gifts Vito bought for her on the first night she was here.

When she added the diamond necklace, its weight felt heavy, almost possessive.

An inner voice asked her to check the huge diamond pendant for any hidden lens but she shook it off, believing Vito wouldn’t be that crazy.

Tension tightened in her th
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  • His Little Ruin   30- Wrong dates

    The apron felt like a leash. Vito wanted to shred it, follow them into the night, and show Mateo exactly how violent his claim over Milan truly was. The sharp vibration of his phone against the mahogany table shattered the moment of silence. He instinctively looked down, expecting a routine report from his security detail about Milan's location. But when he saw the name on the screen, Kathleen Dinar, an icy shiver ran down his spine. He signaled to Andrea to leave the room. She nodded and slipped into her room, instinctively sensing the shift in the room's atmosphere. Vito answered the call, his voice cold and devoid of warmth. “Kathleen.” “Vito,” her refined British accent flowed smoothly, carrying a tone that was both charming and subtly menacing, with a trace of sarcasm that hinted at underlying threats. “I hear things are becoming quite crowded in Milan. I trust you’re diligently keeping your people safe? I’m monitoring Antonio Rocci’s movements closely. I called t

  • His Little Ruin   29- The Storm that Never Came

    The evening of the date arrived, and Milan felt as though her nerves were vibrating beneath her skin. She was dressed in a backless, emerald-green dress, which was from the gifts Vito bought for her on the first night she was here. When she added the diamond necklace, its weight felt heavy, almost possessive. An inner voice asked her to check the huge diamond pendant for any hidden lens but she shook it off, believing Vito wouldn’t be that crazy.Tension tightened in her throat as she looked at her reflection. She was a walking masterpiece funded by one man’s hand, yet she was stepping out into the night to meet someone else.Milan noticed that she couldn't stop trembling, so she tried to calm her nerves by breathing in and out. She was nervous and it wasn't because of the upcoming date.Frankly, she hadn't mentioned the outing to Vito because she was terrified he wouldn’t allow her to leave the house. She didn't even dare send it as a text messa

  • His Little Ruin   28 - Echoes in Marble Halls

    Vito’s insistence on protection felt increasingly like a stifling lie. It was like a cloak wrapped so tightly it threatened to suffocate Milan. If Giovanni’s mansion had been a loud, gaudy display of dominance with gilded furniture and ostentatious decor, this house was its silent, predatory twin, dark, foreboding, and unsettling. Milan preferred Angels Den because there, she didn't have to worry about her secret slipping out or being exposed. “Did you tell Vito about my pregnancy?” She had asked Andrea when she woke up here, her voice trembling slightly as she tried to keep calm.The doctor responded calmly, “Of course not. I only told him you were sick. Please understand, I have to be honest with him. You're a patient entrusted to me, and I have a duty to report accurately.” Last night, Mateo had contacted her, his voice soft and hesitant. He asked what her plans were now that she was living in Vito’s house. He mentioned that rumors about them dating would sound far-fetched if t

  • His Little Ruin   27- His House, My Rules

    The stinging afternoon light piercing Milan’s eyelids jolted her from a heavy slumber. A muttered protest left her lips while she scrubbed at her face, squinting at the room. She saw a bowl of water and a wet white towel hanging around it. It seemed like someone had been tending to her. Befuddled at first, her blood began to boil once she realized where she was until the previous night’s bargain surfaced. “If you promise to follow my rules, I will move into your house,” “I promise,” She couldn't fathom what had possessed her to agree to his terms. Living under his roof was a death sentence for her secret; he’d surely detect her pregnancy before her flight to the States. Milan’s mind was filled with schemes on how to avoid Vito and live in a completely different world from him. Except that was nearly impossible.9 years ago, she had fled Italy with her father and elder brother, because of Vito and the Salvatore family, and now she was trying to

  • His Little Ruin   26- The Devil Grows Feelings

    Mateo braced himself, his voice tinged with dread. “I didn’t know you were coming.” Vito’s sharp gaze flicked past him, straight to Milan’s door. His face grew stony as he calculated that he must have come from there, but his voice remained calm, making the air feel thinner. “Do I need to inform you before coming?” Mateo felt a chill run down his spine. He hesitated before he spoke the truth that he had no reason to hide from his boss. “She’s been sick.” Vito’s violet eyes darkened. “I know.” That was all he said before walking past Bang. Mateo stood there, unease crawling up his spine. He couldn't bring himself to go to his room, which was doors away, so he went back to Milan’s room to find out what was happening. Vito quietly entered Milan’s room. She was asleep. Her face was pale against the pillow, and her long lashes fluttered as she struggled to find rest. She looked unwell at first glance, which made his heart tighten with concern. Her hand rested protectively on her sto

  • His Little Ruin   25- Letters to No one

    Mateo’s expression darkened as the memory surfaced unbidden. The way Vito had carried Milan that first day. The possessiveness. The intimacy. The unmistakable claim in his tone and actions even though he swore he wasn't her lover. “What do you think he’ll do,” he added, his voice dropping lower than usual, “if he finds out?” They both knew exactly who he meant. The silence that followed was thick, suffocating. Milan’s fingers curled protectively over her stomach. “If he finds out,” she said softly, “everything ends.” At that exact moment, the phone on the bedside table lit up. VITO. Mateo’s eyes remained on the screen even after he read who was calling. His jaw muscle tightened before he looked away and swallowed his initial words. “I’ll excuse you,” he muttered. “I need to think this through. And I’ll talk to Andrea. We need to know if this… plan of yours will even work.” Relief flickered across Milan’s face. “Thank you.” Before she could say anything else, the phone on

  • His Little Ruin   19- The City That Never Sleeps

    The next day, Vito called Andrea and instructed her to live with Milan in Angels Den for a few days. His reason was her “anxiety episode” But the reality was that he was too jealous to leave her alone with Bang. The doctor was about to disagree, but then, she heard him say that Mateo would also be t

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  • His Little Ruin   23— A Past That Bleeds

    The words were out before he seemed to consider them fully. Vito opened his mouth again, clearly about to retract the offer, thinking she’d refuse, or worse, be uncomfortable. “I’ll stay,” Milan said, catching him off guard. Vito blinked. She met his intense gaze even as her heart raced. “Just fo

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  • His Little Ruin   14-Consequences

    Vito stood by the window, his tall frame outlined by the vague light of the city outside. The glass of Antinori in his hand gleamed dark red, the liquid swirling lazily as though mocking the turmoil inside him. His palm, still wrapped in the torn fabric Milan had used to stop his bleeding, pulsed f

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  • His Little Ruin   15-Morning of Reckoning

    Vito woke to a soft, insistent tapping on his bedroom door. For a brief second he let himself believe it was Aurora following their morning routine. He glanced at the small clock on his bedside table and froze. It was still too early for the little girl to be up. The wine from the night before and t

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