LOGINValeria pov “Fuck, this is driving me crazy,” I heard Sandor mumble as he burst into my room. I slowly looked up at him, my heart hammering against my ribs. He was furious, his face twisted in a way that made him look like a total stranger. “What the fuck did you give that fucker? Why the hell is he so obsessed with you?”I swallowed hard, keeping my lips pressed together. I dared not speak, one wrong word and the fragile wall of his restraint would crumble. He paced the length of the room like a caged animal.“Stay right here. I’ll be back,” he snapped, pointing a warning finger at me before turning on his heel. Seconds later, the sound of his car tyres screeching against the pavement echoed through the house as he tore away from the estate.The silence that followed was heavy. This was so exhausting. Why was this happening to me? What do Sandor and Veronica even want? I didn't have the answers, but I knew one thing for certain, there was no way I was staying here to wait for him t
Massimo povThe door swung open, and Karl stepped into the frame. “Now where the fuck have you been, you sick bastard?” I chuckled lightly, dropping my own jacket on the sofa. I hadn't seen him in days, and the weight of everything that had happened at the gala was still pressing down on my shoulders.“I was taking care of my own shit,” Karl responded as he slumped onto the sofa, looking completely drained. He ran a hand through his messy hair, his chest heaving as if he had just finished a marathon. He looked up at me, his eyes dark with a kind of rage I hadn't seen in him for a long time.“You wouldn't believe the hell I’ve been dealing with, Massimo,” Karl said as his voice dropped into a low growl. “That piece of shit Arman is back. He’s been stalking Priya and sending her messages. I spent the last twenty-four hours playing nurse because she was literally collapsing from the stress and a fever, and then I found out the bastard was sitting in a café in her neighbourhood. I cha
Massimo PovThe silence in my apartment was usually a comfort, a shield against a world that was always trying to provoke a reaction I couldn’t physically give. But tonight, the silence was screaming. I sat in the dark with my hands resting on my knees and staring at the wall. I was waiting for something, a signal, a lead, anything that would tell me where the real Valeria was.Then, my phone vibrated. I grabbed it so fast I nearly cracked the screen. It was Antonio."Massimo," he said, his voice low and urgent. "I’ve been following Sandor’s car as you asked. He just pulled out of the city hospital’s emergency entrance. He wasn't alone."My heart suddenly hammered against my ribs. "Who was with him, Antonio? Was it the double?""No," Antonio replied, and I could hear the frown in his voice. "She looked different. Disheveled. Pale. She was wearing a hospital gown under a coat. Massimo, I think it’s her. The real one. He’s taking her back to the estate."I didn't even hang up. I just d
Valeria povVeronica is finally gone. I can hear the silence of the house settling in, heavy and thick. I’ve been quiet, trying to know if I'd hear the sound of Matteo’s little footsteps or the aunt’s sharp voice, but there is nothing. They must have left with her, or perhaps they went to run an errand. Either way, this is my only chance.I’m the only one here.I pulled against the ropes again, but this time, I didn't care about the pain. My skin was raw, and I could feel the blood trickling down my wrists, making the hemp slick. But a new fear was growing in my chest, one that was much stronger than the fear of Veronica.I placed my hand over my stomach. It was still flat, but I knew what was growing inside. I was pregnant. I hadn't told Massimo yet, I wanted to wait for the right moment, a moment when we weren't surrounded by shadows and secrets. At first, I didn’t want to tell him because I found out he was hooking up with Zara, but to be honest, I don’t care anymore. We made thi
Valeria Pov I feel lightheaded. My stomach has been cramping for hours because I haven't eaten a proper meal in days. All I’ve had is some stale bread and lukewarm water that tasted like rust. But honestly, hunger isn't the worst part. The worst part is this bitch.Veronica or whatever her real name is, has been pacing in front of me for an hour, going on and on. I am so tired of her voice. She looks exactly like me, which makes it even more disgusting to watch her mouth move. She’s acting like I’m the one who ruined her life. Is it my fault that you got busted at the gala? Is it my fault that Massimo saw right through you?She’s actually trying to blame me, as if I had some secret walkie-talkie hidden in my hair and tapped Massimo on the shoulder to say, "Hey, that’s not me, that’s my evil twin, so be careful." I’m exhausted. And now, she’s bringing up names that make my blood run cold. She’s trying to involve people who have nothing to do with this mess.Priya. My sweet Priya alr
Massimo Pov My Father’s office felt smaller than usual. The air was thick with the smell of his expensive tobacco and the suffocating weight of family expectations. My father was pacing the floor. His face had a deep shade of purple as he shouted at the walls, at the ceiling, and mostly at me. I didn't give a fuck. “Why would you do that? What is your problem? I’m sick and tired of you two!” Father went on and on and on, his voice booming in the confined space. Beside him, Sandor sat with his arms crossed and a smug look on his face as he watched me get shredded.I wanted to punch him so badly.My mind barely registered what he was saying. The words were just white noise, like the hum of a distant engine. All I could think about was that imposter I met at the party. The way her skin felt cold. The way she didn't have that spark in her eyes. The scar on her wrist that didn't belong there. This could only mean one thing, the real Val was in grave danger.How would I find her? Where
Massimo povWe were able to catch a few sellers, and some kept their mouths shut. Some seemed new, so a little shake got them speaking. Their leader was here, having a meeting with some buyers, my buyers. I wasn’t invited, but I pulled some strings to get here.
Massimo opened the door for Val. She gave Priya a reassuring smile as she entered the car. Massimo nodded and Karl before entering. Karl was standing by another car, a black Mercedes. Priya stepped closer, her eyes down because of how nervous and heavy her heart felt. She still felt bad about the
Massimo and Karl got back to the party grounds. He scanned the area to find Val and saw Priya approaching. Karl went closer to her. “Did you go with Miss Valeria?” Priya looked confused and shook her head. “No, she was here, and I went to the washroom.”“What? You left her all by herself?” Massim
“Priya, for the hundredth time, it is not your fault.” Karl handed her a glass of water for her to calm down. “Maybe I should've taken her along. Maybe I shouldn't have gone to pee at all, maybe I…”“Hey.” Karl interrupted, his gaze softened and reassuring. “It would have been worse if you were w







