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I Faked My Death to Destroy My Husband Last one
RomeoMarcello physically jolted in his chair. The leather squealed violently as he spun around. “Who the hell are—”The words died instantly in his throat. Recognition hit him all at once.His face drained from flushed red to corpse gray in less than a heartbeat.“Dr. Galante.” He stammered, scrambling awkwardly to his feet. A stack of folders crashed onto the floor beside him. “I… I didn’t realize we had an appointment.”“We don’t.”I walked toward the desk slowly. My attention remained fixed on the photograph displayed across his monitor.“It’s a very clear image.” I murmured. “Though I fundamentally oppose your publication’s complete lack of journalistic ethics, I must admit your freelancer possesses excellent compositional instincts.”Marcello lifted both hands carefully in a placating gesture.“Dr. Galante, listen, the press has a legal right to document public figures. You parked a supercar in a loading zone in broad daylight. It’s public property. We haven’t even identified th
I Faked My Death to Destroy My Husband Etiquette
RomeoThe Porsche’s cabin was a masterpiece of engineered silence.No vibration. No engine growl. No city noise bleeding through the reinforced glass. Just the low ambient hum of a machine so expensive it could imitate peace.I stared at the illuminated screen of my phone for a long, motionless moment after the message sent.Sleep well, Irene.The dashboard glow reflected faintly against the window beside me, catching the sharp edge of my own expression. By every logical metric, I should have been reviewing surgical charts inside Saint Romano Hospital or enduring another insufferable gala with the hospital board.Instead, I was parked illegally in a narrow alleyway behind the media district, functioning as a highly lethal security system for an overworked administrative assistant with chronic insomnia and terrible taste in instant coffee.I locked the phone.The screen went black.I slipped it carefully into the inner pocket of my suit jacket.My pulse remained perfectly steady. Sixty
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IreneI leaned back against the pillows, forcing myself into complete nonchalance.“The Metro was down this morning,” I explained. “Barnaby dragged an entire garbage bag across the staircase again, I was late for work, and Romeo happened to be leaving the building.”“You are telling me Romeo Galante gave you a ride to work.”I scoffed. “When you say it like that, it sounds weird.”“Because it is weird.” Alessia replied.I ignored that entirely. “Then later he happened to be nearby when Adrian decided to corner me in the lobby and demand emotional closure.”“And Romeo intervened.”“Yes.”Alessia stared at me with increasing suspicion.I forged ahead before she could interrupt. “You know how he is. Annoying. Always Inferring. Also… Deeply allergic to public incompetence.”She nodded. “That is unfortunately accurate.”“Exactly.” I said quickly. “He saw Adrian shouting in poorly tailored khakis and reacted like an apex predator protecting the ecosystem.”Alessia looked unconvinced.“So Ro
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Irene“I counted them, Les. There are exactly fourteen pillows on this bed.”I sat cross-legged in the center of the enormous mattress, tossing one of the absurdly expensive silk throw pillows into the air before catching it again. The bed was so soft it barely felt real, more like sinking into a cloud engineered specifically for wealthy people with stress disorders.Across from me, Alessia lounged against the mountain of cushions with her bare feet tucked beneath her silk dress, a bowl of half-eaten truffle risotto balanced precariously on the nightstand beside her.The second we shut the heavy oak doors to the East Suite behind us, the suffocating tension from the rest of the penthouse had finally loosened. Out there, every hallway felt cold and polished and watched. But in here, with the lights dimmed and our shoes abandoned somewhere near the door, Alessia looked less like the guarded queen of a criminal empire and more like my best friend again.Granted, she was still wrapped in
I Faked My Death to Destroy My Husband She didn’t belong there
RomeoThe human brain is built around the concept of object permanence. By the time a child reaches eight months old, they understand that something continues to exist even when it disappears from view.As the elevator descended from Dante’s penthouse toward the underground garage at a smooth, efficient twenty feet per second, my own understanding of that concept felt dangerously compromised.I knew Irene was still there.I knew she was exactly three hundred and forty feet above me, hidden behind reinforced steel doors, surrounded by armed security, and accompanied by the only woman in Rome stubborn enough to match her energy blow for blow.Logically, she was safe.Unfortunately, my nervous system had stopped listening to logic somewhere around the moment those elevator doors closed between us.Every instinct in my body reacted to the separation with the same violent urgency as a severed artery.The garage was cool and cavernous when I stepped out of the elevator. Rows of luxury vehic
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IreneThe reflective glass doors of the elevator slid shut with a soft hiss, swallowing Romeo’s smug, perfectly tailored silhouette whole.For a long second, I just stood there, staring at my own reflection. Pale. Slightly disheveled. Like I had been ripped out of a low-budget indie film and dropped into the pages of a luxury design magazine.“Privileged parasite?”I jumped, my heart giving a sharp, embarrassing jolt.Alessia stood a few steps behind me, hands planted on her hips, her head tilted in that sharp, observant way that meant she was already halfway to figuring out exactly what lie I was about to tell.She looked… radiant.It was unfair, really. The kind of glowing, effortless beauty that didn’t belong to someone technically being held inside a marble fortress. The silk slip dress she wore skimmed over the soft, unmistakable curve of her stomach.There was no hiding it anymore.The pregnancy wasn’t something you could disguise with loose fabric or clever posture. It was real
I Faked My Death to Destroy My Husband A little introduction
Isabella’s POV I watched Mateo walk back to the bar, leaving his son alone with the nanny again. "He is pathetic." I whispered. "I spent five years terrified of a man who is nothing but a hollow shell." "Fear is a trick of the light, cara." Dante said, his hand resting possessively on my back. "O
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Isabella’s POVThe heavy doors creaked open before I could even catch my breath. Suddenly, everything narrowed. The party's music, the strong smell of lilies, the people talking – it all just disappeared.Two people stood in the doorway. It was Irene, looking confused. And holding her hand, wearin
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Isabella’s POVThe ballroom looked just as I remembered. The sparkly chandeliers, those huge velvet curtains that went all the way to the ceiling, the shiny marble floor where I could see my reflection on my wedding. But tonight, it felt like a place for the dead. White lilies were all over the pl
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Isabella’s POVThe moment Dante disappeared into the sea of tuxedos and gowns, the invisible wire holding me upright snapped.I collapsed on the velvet stool and clenched my hands tightly in my lap, acting the part of the bored, elegant Italian heiress. But beneath the fabric of my dress, my skin w
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