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Chapter 6

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Rocco stared at the sonogram, a dark look on his face.

Save Marco?

Because of that idiot, the Don had publicly humiliated him at the family meeting, shattering his authority.

And now she wanted him to go and plead for the man?

"Clara, I've done more than enough for your family," Rocco ground out. "Marco is a time bomb. Don't push me."

Panic flickered in Clara's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by her usual wounded expression.

She caressed her still-flat stomach and turned her head away from him
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  • Hold Me, Then Hurt Me   Chapter 10

    A month later, I returned to New York with Ethan.The gates to the estate slowly swung open.My father and stepmother stood on the porch, Rocco behind them, his face grim.When he saw me, Rocco's eyes lit up.But when his gaze fell on Ethan behind me, his expression instantly hardened with fury.He practically dragged me aside and shoved a thick manila envelope into my hands."Take a look at the kind of trash you've picked up!"I opened it and found it full of "dirt" on Ethan.From his romantic entanglements on Wall Street to his own family's complex power struggles, there were even a few blurry nightclub photos.Rocco sneered. "Harper, Ethan Carter is a typical Wall Street asshole. He's only close to you for the Costello family's money. No one will ever be truly good to you, except me.""Only I know what you need, Harper."I shook his hand off, letting the papers slip through my fingers to scatter on the ground."I don't care.""As long as he delivers, I can look the other way."I tru

  • Hold Me, Then Hurt Me   Chapter 9

    I couldn't help it. I laughed out loud.Rocco's heartfelt confession froze on his face. He stared at me, dumbfounded.He asked awkwardly, "Harper, what... what are you laughing at?"I slapped his hand away and answered coldly, "I'm laughing at how full of yourself you are.""You're right, I used to be infatuated with you.""You were good to me when I was little, but even as a teenager, you had no sense of boundaries. It gave me the wrong idea.""The extra birthday surprises every year, the complete lack of inhibition in our physical contact, even tearing up the love letters other boys sent me.""Rocco, you say you love me now, but do you remember what you said back then? You said it would cheapen our special bond."I moved closer to him, my voice dropping low. "The truth is, you never wanted the responsibility. You wanted the Costello inheritance, my adoration, and the image of a devoted man, all without the commitment."He said he loved me, but he didn't want to be tied down by conven

  • Hold Me, Then Hurt Me   Chapter 8

    At an outdoor café at London Business School, the sun made a rare appearance, piercing through the English fog and spilling onto the tables.Ethan Carter was a very interesting person.Not just because he had one of the sharpest financial minds on Wall Street, but because he understood boundaries."Harper, regarding the acquisition of that Zurich bank, I've built a new risk model."Ethan pushed a tablet toward me. "Their bad debt ratio is high, but if we can leverage the Costello family's connections in Eastern Europe...""Shh."I raised a finger to my lips, cutting him off. "Ethan, on campus, we only talk about legitimate business."Ethan paused for a second, then broke into his signature brilliant smile."Sorry, force of habit. Harper, you're really one of a kind. Ambitious, yet so cautious."Noticing I was only wearing a thin silk blouse, Ethan took off his own overcoat and naturally draped it over my shoulders. "It's getting windy. You'll catch a cold."I smiled faintly. "You're no

  • Hold Me, Then Hurt Me   Chapter 7

    London's rain was, as always, endless.For the past few years, I knew nothing of what was happening in New York. I had my own battles to fight.I not only earned my degree from London Business School but also built my own art investment empire in the auction rooms of Sotheby's, using a sharp eye and the ruthlessness I'd learned growing up in the Costello family.My father had kept his promise.With the seed money my father provided, laundered from family funds, I carved out a niche in the European antiques market, creating the family's first clean and substantial source of legitimate income.I had endured my share of hardships, but the thought of retreating never once crossed my mind.After all, I had survived being thrown into a rival family's warehouse and tortured. This was nothing.Just then, a private number that had long been silent began to ring.I stared at the familiar yet distant name on the screen and finally answered."Harper..."The voice on the other end was hoarse, exhau

  • Hold Me, Then Hurt Me   Chapter 6

    Rocco stared at the sonogram, a dark look on his face.Save Marco?Because of that idiot, the Don had publicly humiliated him at the family meeting, shattering his authority.And now she wanted him to go and plead for the man?"Clara, I've done more than enough for your family," Rocco ground out. "Marco is a time bomb. Don't push me."Panic flickered in Clara's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by her usual wounded expression.She caressed her still-flat stomach and turned her head away from him."Rocco, you've changed! When you were on your knees begging me to marry you, you promised you would do anything for me.""But now, I just ask you to help Marco, and you..."Rocco was at the end of his rope, his heart tight with a suffocating irritation.Marco! It was always that damn Marco!For the past two years, the name had become a constant, unwelcome presence in their marriage.Family dinners, Thanksgiving, even their wedding anniversary, Clara always found a reason to see her so-called "

  • Hold Me, Then Hurt Me   Chapter 5

    Rocco stood rooted to the spot, the surrounding music and laughter fading to a distant hum."A one-way ticket?"The smile on Rocco's face froze, a pathetic, twisted sight. He still had his arm around Clara, but it felt numb, as if it belonged to someone else.The old Capo nodded. "That's right. The Don started making arrangements a month ago. This isn't one of her tantrums, Rocco. She's serious about building her own empire in Europe."Clara sensed something was wrong and clutched Rocco's arm tightly. "Rocco, what is it?"But Rocco seemed not to hear her, his gaze distant and empty."That's impossible!"In front of everyone, he pulled out his phone and started dialing my number.Thousands of miles away, at London's Heathrow Airport.I looked at Rocco's name on my phone screen, pulled out the SIM card, and without hesitation, snapped it in two and tossed it into an airport trash can.This time, there was no turning back.On the other end, hearing the automated message, "The number you h

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