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33- Born from Fire
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2026-05-20 04:57:58
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His Little Ruin 33- Born from Fire
Milan started to keep her distance from Vito even though they lived in the same house. Her fear had turned into anger. Their last confrontation had opened her eyes. What he did to Mateo was unforgivable. Asking her to abort if she were pregnant was also unforgivable. She continued pretending that she was not pregnant but she was secretly arranging her return to the States with her March income from the waitress shift. She was proud of herself for keeping it together.She and Mateo grew apart after that incident. He didn’t plan another date or speak to her. When she tried to meet up, he gave excuses and she did her best to respect his decisions. She stayed away but kept apologising in text messages. Mateo refused to tell what truly happened and Vito remained a ghost. After her shift most nights, Milan finds it hard to sleep. She forced herself not to drink, but it was nearly impossible. Her guilt towards Mateo had consumed her. She’d had several nightmares about Vito shooting
His Little Ruin 32- The Godfather and the Lie
Vito leaned his forehead against the cool mahogany of the door, his eyes closing in a rare moment of defeat. He could break the door down in seconds. He was the Capo, and nothing in this house happened without his consent but he reminded himself that forcing his way in would only push her further into Mateo’s waiting arms. “Rest then,” he whispered, so low she might not even have heard him. Vito lingered there for a long time, listening to the silence of the room, before finally turning away. Milan was only able to sleep after he left. As Vito walked back down the hall toward his study, his thoughts shifted toward the Saturday summit. The Godfathers’ Night hung over like a death sentence. He had been having terrible nightmares but for Vito, the real war was being fought in the aisles of Angels Den the next day. When he caught Milan bent over a sink, pale and trembling. His concern was instantly swallowed by a toxic, burning jealousy. “Why are you vomiting? Don’t even try to tel
His Little Ruin 31- My Body, His War
The tension in the club was as thick as the cigar smoke clinging to the ceiling. “Is he really that terrifying, or is it that you can't stand the thought of him not coming for you?” The question he asked Milan that day still echoed in his mind. Mateo barked out a furious chortle. He was the terrified one, and a cold dread had lived in the marrow of his bones since the moment he discovered that the address Vito had sent, then rescinded, was known as the location of “Punishment Villa.” Yet he stood his ground for Milan. He wanted to be her shield against a man who killed anyone who tried to claim what was his. The Wednesday night crowd was restless, the air buzzing with whispers of the high-stakes summit scheduled for Saturday. The local power players were on edge, and that agitation trickled down to the lower ranks. Milan was weaving through the tables when a hand shot out, thick fingers curling around her waist with a proprietary squeeze. The customer was drunk, his eyes glaze
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 to
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 20 - Dreams and Nightmares
Vito left Milan with the rest of his people to meet the Minister. Vincenzo was able to arrange this meeting because his father was a top politician. Besides, the old crook owed him a favor, and within hours, Antonio’s transfer to a local police station outside Milano, Italy was arranged. After the
最後更新 : 2026-03-17His Little Ruin 7- A Bruise Beneath the Lace
Vito approached the bed, his footsteps calm and measured. “Relax, Milo. You are safe here,” he said, his voice calm but commanding. Milan wanted to speak, to explain everything she felt, but words failed her. Instead, she just nodded slightly, her chest rising and falling as she tried to control h
最後更新 : 2026-03-17His Little Ruin 8- Stubborn Decisions
Milan’s eyes flashed with shock as Vito admitted, “My uncle, Luca. Four years ago. He backstabbed me.” She looked dumbfounded, trying to process the weight of his words. It was unnerving to think that the man who had taught him to kill had been the first person he ended up killing himself. “Lu…
最後更新 : 2026-03-17His Little Ruin 18— The Devil’s Protection
Before they left the mansion, Vito ordered dinner for Mateo and Aurora. Aside from him and Mrs. Luigi, Bang was the only person Aurora liked to be close to. Maybe it was because he was Mrs. Luigi’s boy and she was always on about him. The memory of the warm, and kind older lady pierced a deep ache
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