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作者: Ilma
last update 公開日: 2026-03-30 17:14:09

Hey my loves 🤍

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  • I Faked My Death to Destroy My Husband   Special Note

    Hello my lovies,It’s your author. Hope you all are doing well. Because I am not. I can’t believe we are here. 197 chapters… and we are almost at the end.Thank you for being part of this journey, for loving these characters and for holding onto this story until the very end.We now have only two chapters left. The epilogue.But I don’t want you to think of this as an ending.Because it isn’t. From where it ends, another continues. Romeo and Irene. I know some of you are already curious.And as I promised Romeo and Irene is going to have their own story. The same world, the same consequences… just two different people and stories that still need to be told.So stay with me a little longer.We are just turning the page.With love,Ilma

  • I Faked My Death to Destroy My Husband   Brand new

    Dante’s POV She lifted her eyes to meet mine. "But I hate this ring." She whispered honestly.I frowned as I glanced down at the band. "My wedding ring?""The ring itself is fine.” She clarified, her voice dropping lower, meant only for me. "But... it is the ring you were wearing the day that box arrived at the estate. The day we opened it and found..." She stopped, swallowing hard. She didn't need to finish the sentence.The severed hand. The message from the cartel that had nearly torn our world apart. After that incident, I took the ring from the severed hand and I had been wearing it."Every time I look at it.” Isabella confessed. "I don't just see the day we got married. I see the blood. I see the danger. It anchors me to a version of our life where I was terrified I was going to lose you.”A sharp ache seized my chest. It made me more guilty because I understood her.Without a second of hesitation, I gripped the band and pulled it off my finger."Then it is gone.” I stated firm

  • I Faked My Death to Destroy My Husband   Your hands

    Dante’s POVI closed my eyes for a second, mourning the loss of the most perfect moment of my evening.The intoxicating taste of my wife, the perfect breeze, the privacy… all of it disappeared at the sound of that tiny, sleepy voice.But as I opened my eyes and looked at the small boy standing in the doorway, my heart filled with warmth. I released my beautiful wife's waist, though I couldn't resist pressing one last, quick kiss to her forehead. "Duty calls, Regina." I murmured.Isabella let out a amused laugh, covering her mouth with her hand. "Go save him, Loscuro."I stepped off the balcony and walked toward my son. Nico looked up at me with wide, identical dark eyes."A monster, piccolo?" I asked."Yes." Nico nodded, raising his little arms up toward me. "Big. Scary."I scooped him up, settling his warm weight against my chest. He immediately rested his head on my shoulder, fisting the fabric of my shirt. He smelled of baby shampoo and warm milk."Well, we cannot have that.” I s

  • I Faked My Death to Destroy My Husband   City of love

    Two years ago…Isabella’s POVThe Eiffel Tower was shing with million glittering, diamond-like lights, cutting through the beautiful night sky.I was standing on the balcony of our penthouse suite, resting my forearms against the railing. A gentle autumn breeze swept off my face, carrying the distant, romantic hum of the city.Dante insisted we come to the city of love and relax for a few days after a hectic month in office.It had been two years.Two entire years since the chaos. Two years since we destroyed the poison from our lives, leaving our past far behind us in the Tuscan countryside.And it had been ten years since I escaped the curse of New York. Ten years since I stumbled into Dante Galante. Ten years of blessing.Life hadn't just settled… it had blossomed into something so incredibly beautiful that there were still mornings I woke up terrified it was all a dream. Dante was still the Loscuro, still the most feared and powerful man in the Italian Tech world but he made sur

  • I Faked My Death to Destroy My Husband   She won’t be a problem anymore

    Dante’s POVI watched the arched doorway of the eastern corridor like a hawk waiting for its prey. I was about two seconds away from tearing this ridiculous estate apart room by room when Isabella finally stepped back out into the sunlit foyer.The moment I saw her, the tension in my shoulders eased.She wasn't just my beautiful, exhausted wife anymore. The woman walking toward me was the Queen of the Galante family. Her spine was perfectly straight, her chin was tilted up in a silent challenge to anyone who dared look her way, and her dark eyes held a freezing calm that I recognized instantly. It was the exact same look I wore when I had just utterly destroyed an enemy.I closed the distance between us in three long strides, completely ignoring the staring guests. My hand immediately found her back, pulling her against my side."What's wrong?" I asked. My eyes scanned her face, looking for any sign of distress. "Where is she?"Isabella looked up at me. The terrifying ice in her eye

  • I Faked My Death to Destroy My Husband   You are weak

    Isabella’s POVI closed the distance until I was standing inches from her. "You don't know the first thing about his world, Chiara." I whispered. "You think being a Queen is about wearing expensive jewelry and looking imposing at parties? It is about survival. It is about waking up to severed hands delivered to your doorstep and washing blood off your husband's skin. It is about memorizing blueprints and shooting to kill."Chiara trembled, pressing her spine painfully against the desk, entirely trapped by my cold fury."You are weak.” I stated flatly, throwing her own insult right back into her face. "You are crying on the floor in a muddy dress because a man who doesn't even care if you are breathing stepped out of your way. Dante wouldn't have made you his Queen. He would have broken you in a week."The twisted, desperate fight slowly drained out of her. She looked small. She looked broken.But looking at her, I didn't feel a single drop of pity. The fierce, protective instincts of

  • I Faked My Death to Destroy My Husband   Special Invitation

    Mateo’s POV3:00 AM. The Santiago Penthouse.I poured another glass of vodka. The crystal decanter clinked by the trembling of my hand.The apartment was silent but inside my head, there was chaos. Too much chaos.I loved you.I had said it. I had screamed it in a room full of elites. And she had l

    last update最終更新日 : 2026-03-25

  • I Faked My Death to Destroy My Husband   A courier

    Dante’s POVI had shut myself in the office of Inferno Tech’s New York headquarters.I glanced at the clock. It was ticking at 4 A.M. It was almost dawn. And I hadn't slept a bit.I saw my reflection on the table glass. I looked like a mess. My tie undone. Coat left somewhere in the office. My hair

    last update最終更新日 : 2026-03-25

  • I Faked My Death to Destroy My Husband   Until he could find you again

    Isabella’s POVHe saw it. Dante knew about the pouch. The one thing I always unpacked first and hid away before anything else.I felt chills run through my body.Dante didn't wait for a response. He didn't look at me again. He simply pulled away and stared out through the window again.The rest of

    last update最終更新日 : 2026-03-25

  • I Faked My Death to Destroy My Husband   Bouquet

    Isabella’s POVI was having a nightmare.A nightmare of Dante leaving me. A nightmare of the world without him. A nightmare of Elara asking me questions. I felt like I was drowning until I forced my eyes to open.I breathed hard and swept my hand across the Egyptian cotton sheets, seeking warmth.

    last update最終更新日 : 2026-03-25
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