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His Queen,Their War Chapter Ninety
Author's POV Giulia pressed herself against the rough brick wall of the university building, hidden behind a thick hedge of evergreen shrubs. The leaves scratched at her coat sleeves, but she barely noticed. Her heart hammered so hard she could feel it in her throat. She had not expected to find Francesca.The voice drifted through the open window of the student lounge, it sounded so confident and cruel. Francesca stood near the glass with her friend Sienna and they were laughing in that sharp and arrogant way that made Giulia’s blood run cold.“…and honestly, she bought every single word,” Francesca was saying. “I told her Salvatore was always meant for me, that she was just a distraction. Her face. Priceless. She actually believed she had a chance. Foolish girl.”Sienna giggled. “You’re evil. But brilliant.”Francesca leaned against the windowsill, crossing her arms. “Evil? No. I am just being strategic. Men like Salvatore need to be managed. He thinks he’s in control, but he’s bee
His Queen,Their War Chapter Eighty-Nine
Author's POVFrancesca stood in the university courtyard under the pale winter sun, surrounded by her usual group of friends. The air carried the faint scent of roasted chestnuts from a nearby vendor cart. She wore a tailored burgundy wool coat, her dark hair falling in perfect waves, and her smile was sharp enough to cut glass. She had waited for this moment.“Next month,” she announced, voice carrying deliberately over the chatter of passing students. “The engagement will be official. My parents are already speaking with his family. Salvatore has always known where his future lies.”One of her friends, a tall blonde in oversized sunglasses, gasped and clutched her arm. “You’re actually doing it? After all this time?”Francesca tilted her head, letting the question hang for dramatic effect. “Some things are inevitable. Blood, loyalty and promises were made when we were barely adults. He walked away for a while, yes. Men do that. But he always comes back to what matters.”The girls ex
His Queen,Their War Chapter Eighty-Eight
Alessia's POV The peck on the cheek lingered longer than any full kiss ever could have.I stood frozen in the living room long after Salvatore disappeared down the hallway, fingers pressed to the spot where his lips had rested. Warmth radiated from my skin like he had branded me there. My stomach fluttered wildly, a swarm of butterflies that refused to settle. One second he was distant, respectful, keeping every touch careful and chaste. The next he looked at me like I was the only person breathing in the entire city.I could not understand him anymore.Guila’s voice pulled me back to reality. “Dinner in ten. And breathe, cara. You look like you just saw a ghost.”I managed a weak smile and sank onto the sofa again, legs still unsteady. The butterflies refused to leave. Every time I closed my eyes I felt the soft press of his mouth, the way he had lingered just long enough to make my pulse race, then pulled away like nothing had happened.Dinner passed in a blur. Lorenzo returned fro
His Queen,Their War Chapter Eighty Seven
Alessia's POV The week unfolded beautifully despite the tension that lingered between us.We stayed in the hotel suite, cut off from the world. Salvatore arranged everything with quiet efficiency: meals delivered three times a day, fresh linens, my favorite tea, even a small sewing machine when I mentioned wanting to work on sketches. He turned the sitting area into a temporary studio, moving furniture without complaint, laying out bolts of fabric he must have had delivered overnight.He was there for every breath I took.He woke before me, brought breakfast on a tray, fed me small bites when bending forward pulled at my ribs. He changed dressings with the same steady hands that had once held guns, applied arnica to fading bruises, held compresses to my swollen cheek until the ache eased. When nightmares dragged me from sleep,he was already awake, pulling me against his chest, murmuring soft words in dialect until I drifted off again.He ignored every phone call.The screen lit const
His Queen,Their War Chapter Eighty Six
Alessia’s POVForgiveness did not come easily.I wanted it to. Some part of me ached for the simplicity of letting go, of leaning into his chest and pretending the years of silence, bitterness, the bruises on my body, the terror of the warehouse could be erased with a single embrace. But every time I looked at him, I saw the secrets he had kept. The choices he had made without me. The life he had lived that had almost cost me mine and what he did to my family.So I stayed.Not because I had forgiven him but because leaving felt impossible.He didn’t push. He didn’t ask for absolution or declarations. He simply existed in the space I allowed him.Evening crept in through the heavy hotel curtains. The room was warm, softly lit by a single lamp. Salvatore disappeared for a while and returned pushing a room-service cart. Simple food: clear broth, plain rice, steamed vegetables, a little grilled chicken cut into small pieces. Nothing heavy. He had asked the doctor what would be kindest to
His Queen,Their War Chapter Eighty Five
He carried me for what felt like forever, long after my threat to kill him if he put me down had lost its edge. His arms never wavered. I stayed curled against his chest on the sofa, listening to the steady thump of his heart, letting the warmth of him chase away the last chills of the warehouse. Sicily glittered beyond the windows, indifferent and beautiful, as if the city hadn’t almost lost a precious soul like me today.Eventually my legs stopped trembling and the dizziness ebbed. I shifted in his lap, testing my balance.“I think I can stand now,” I murmured.He didn’t argue. He simply rose, still holding me, and carried me back to the bed. This time when he lowered me onto the pillows, I didn’t protest. The mattress was soft. He arranged the covers over me with careful hands, then sat on the edge, close enough that his knee brushed the blanket.The room was quiet except for the distant hum of the city and our breathing.I studied his face in the low lamplight. Exhaustion etched l
His Queen,Their War Chapter Forty Nine
ALESSIA’S POVI froze.No words, no movement! Francesca had always been a liar; I was too blind to see it then.I exhaled… slowly. “Francesca, I swear—”“We’re engaged.”Two words cut in deeply, again!. She let them hang in the air like smoke from a gun.My mind stuttered. Engaged?She moved in fro
최신 업데이트 : 2026-03-26His Queen,Their War Chapter Forty Eight
ALESSIA’S POVI sat at my desk… staring at nothing. Not the books… not the sketches… not even the soft breeze brushing against my hair from the window.All I could see was his face.His tattoos… his voice when he said bed.His touch when he carried me—strong… steady… like he’d done it a thousand ti
최신 업데이트 : 2026-03-26His Queen,Their War Chapter Forty Four
ALESSIA’S POVWhen I woke up, my head was pounding and my eyes stung. It took me a few seconds to realize where I was—the soft sheets, the faint scent of cedar, and the morning light spilling through the huge windows. Wait… bed? My bed. He must’ve carried me here.I groaned softly, burying my face
최신 업데이트 : 2026-03-25His Queen,Their War Chapter Forty Two
For a heartbeat, I just stood there staring at him. My mind went blank.Then I blinked once. Twice. Trying to convince myself he was really standing there, barefoot on the marble floor like some sin I’d thought I’d buried. At that night dress looked fucking sexy in him!I straightened immediately,
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