LOGINHer father was killed and then the killer made her his wife Avelina Moretti’s life ended the night her father, a feared mafia boss of the Moretti’s organization is gunned down in a fight ordered by his rival, Allessandro Rossi. Before she was able to bury him, She was dragged away from the cemetery and forced into marriage. Allessandro claims their marriage will put an end to the decades of fights and bloodshed between both families but Avelina calls it imprisonment. She swore to make Allessandro pay. But behind the marble walls of the Rossi estate, nothing is as it seems. The man who was once her captor protects, bleeds and provides for her. As blood debts turn to desire, and secrets unravel ,guns turns on her and it is Allessandro who takes the bullet and now she must choose between vengeance and the man who was supposed to be her enemy. Because the truth may destroy them both—and love might be the most dangerous weapon of all.
View MoreAVELINA'S POVMy phone vibrates in hand as i lay on the bed. A single message from an unknown number which causes my chest to tighten. Allessandro is in his study having a chat with Emilio which means i am alone in the room. My fingers lingers on the phone before opening it to read the message.Unknown"You're looking nice these days. I am glad you're doing well."I try to reread it again as my fingers go cold, nobody knows this number except Allessandro and Emilio. The room begins to feel small as look around to make sure nobody is watching me from the outside. another message pops in before i can respond to the first one.Unknown"I am not nearby, you can relax."I sit slowly on the bed as i try to process the words i am reading, placing my hand over my stomach as another message pop in again.UnknownCongratulations, by the way. You always did like permanence.He knows about the pregnancy. He knows about everything and has been monitoring my moves. My chest tightens at the thought
ALLESSANDRO’S POVMy phone rings for too long. Endless messages are never a sign of good news. I sit in the study when Emilio walks in without knocking. He is silent, staring at me.“Say it,” I tell him.“Word’s moving,” he says. “Quietly. But it’s moving.”My jaw tightens. “How far?”“Enough that it reached people who shouldn’t be curious anymore.”Lucia. Orlando. We don’t need to say the names. I stand and adjust my cuffs. “Increase rotations. No patterns. No predictable routes. Avelina doesn’t leave the house without me or you. And I want eyes on everyone who smiled at us in the last month.”Emilio nods once. “Already started.”Good. I leave the study and walk upstairs._________________________________________________________________________________________________________AVELINA’S POVI can feel Allessandro outside the window before I see him. The door opens, and the atmosphere changes. Alessandro walks in like he’s carrying a weight he doesn’t want me to touch. His jacket is of
AVELINA’S POV As I stand in front of the mirror, smoothing my dress, I feel how soft and loose it is around my waist. A lot has changed since I became pregnant. Allessandro has updated my wardrobe, giving me new choices. He watches me from the doorway, looking distracted. “You shouldn’t stare at me like that,” I say softly. “I have to,” he replies. “You look pretty.” I laugh. “I’m just going out for dinner.” “This is your first outing since we got the news about the baby,” he says, adjusting his shirt. “You’re acting like it’s a big deal.” “It is.” His hand rests on my lower back, grounding and warm. When he leads me outside, the cool night air brushes against my skin, fragrant with the sea. The car is waiting, and the guards stand discreet but close. He opens the door for me, as he always does. Genoa is alive with energy. Laughter and soft music spill out from the restaurant as people go about their evening. For the first time, I don’t feel like an outsider. The
AVELINA’S POVThe house goes quiet in a way that only places under guard can. It’s not empty. It’s not asleep. It’s just alert beneath the silence.Alessandro helps me into bed like he thinks I might vanish if he blinks too long. He adjusts the pillows, tucks in the blanket, and dims the lights to a low amber glow that makes the room feel softer than ever.He doesn’t climb in right away. Instead, he stands there with his arms crossed, watching me like he’s counting my breaths.“You’re hovering,” I murmur.“I’m supervising,” he replies.I smile faintly. “I’m not glass.”His mouth twitches, but he doesn’t argue. He sits on the edge of the bed and takes my hand, pressing my knuckles to his lips with quiet reverence.“Today changed everything,” he says.I swallow hard. “Is that bad?”“No.” He looks into my eyes, steady and certain. “It’s terrifying. And perfect. And I would do it again without hesitation.”He finally lies beside me, careful with every movement. One arm slides beneath my h
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