LOGINMy brother was dying. He needed an operation. So I finally took the deal from my boyfriend's father, the Don. A million dollars to leave Rocco Valeriano, the sole heir to the Valeriano family. It drove Rocco mad. After a family war, he was covered in blood. Refused any treatment. Until his father had no choice but to bring me back. Rocco lay in that hospital bed, a gun to his own head. His eyes were dark with obsession, yet full of love. He threatened desperately, "Ava. Marry me, or I die right here." He forced my hand. He got what he wanted. But on our wedding night, he didn't say a word. He just tore my clothes off and took me with a punishing force. When it was over, he grabbed my chin. He spat, "Gold digger. You'd do anything for money, right? Well, from now on, you get nothing." Five years of marriage. He had mistresses everywhere, all of them dripping in jewels. As for me, I was the Donna in name only. My credit cards were frozen. I needed his approval just to buy a coffee. Then my brother's illness came back. I begged him for a five-grand advance to save his life. I begged him all night at his private club. He gave me ten dollars. And a sneer. He mocked, "A woman who betrayed me for money. This is all you're worth." I clutched that ten-dollar bill and cried next to my brother's corpse until I couldn't breathe. Meanwhile, Rocco was spending a fortune on a birthday party for his new girl. When I woke up, I didn't cry. I didn't scream. I just found him, perfectly calm, and threw the divorce papers in his face. He gave a scornful laugh. He scoffed, "You want a divorce over five grand, Ava? Seriously?"
View MoreAva's POVJulian set me up in the best private recovery clinic.When I was discharged, I accepted his job offer. I joined his venture capital firm.Free from Rocco's twisted control for the first time in five years, I had a career again.I wore sharp blazers. I managed high-end art portfolios in bright, sunlit offices. Life was mine again.Life became simple. Calm. And I was content.No more humiliation. No more waking up in a cold sweat.Two months later.I walked out of the office building with a contract, heading to a coffee shop across the street to meet a client.At the crowded intersection, a tall figure moved against the flow of the crowd. He stood in my way.I looked up. My eyes met a pair of bloodshot ones.It was Rocco.For a second, I didn't recognize him.After only two months, he looked like a different person.His once-spotless suit was wrinkled, hanging loosely on his thin frame.His shoulders were slumped. His eyes were hollow, dead.The moment he saw me, his en
Rocco's POVI looked down at her, my voice dripping with contempt."My child?" I stared down at her, my voice like ice. "The only woman in this world who was worthy of carrying my child was Ava. You? You only deserve to die here."A commotion sounded from outside.Several of my men dragged in four bloody, beaten killers.They were thrown to the floor like sacks of trash next to Bianca.One of my men reported."Boss, we have them."The lead killer saw Bianca. He crawled towards her like she was his last hope, leaving a long smear of blood on the floor.He cried, grabbing her filthy leg."Miss Bianca! Help us!" He accused."You promised! You said if we killed that woman, you'd give us the code to the yacht's safe! You can't abandon us now!"Bianca shrieked, kicking at his bloody hands."Get off me! Don't touch me! You disgusting garbage!" She turned to me, her eyes pleading."Rocco, get them out of here! They're so dirty!"I laughed, a cold, dead sound. I looked at her as if she we
Rocco's POVMy hand clenched around the blood-stained guest list.The paper crumpled in my fist.I snarled at the kneeling bodyguard."Find every name on this list. Track their every move. Don't miss a single one. Bring them all back to this yacht."He scurried away to do my bidding.I stumbled out of the hold. The biting sea wind hit me like a physical blow.I grabbed the cold railing, my knuckles turning white.My arms were shaking.The sea was black, a devouring beast.Tears I couldn't control fell onto the deck.I rasped at the endless water,"Ava, I'm bringing you home." I promised."Whatever it costs, I will bring you home."Two days.I used every resource, every contact the Valeriano family had.I, who had pushed her to the edge over five thousand dollars, was now throwing tens of millions at the problem without a thought.I hired the best deep-sea rescue teams in the country.The most advanced sonar, mini-submarines, a dozen helicopters. They scoured every inch of the ocean
Rocco's POVBianca pleaded desperately."Rocco, it's better that she's dead, isn't it? I'm carrying your child now. I can finally be your real Donna."Her words were a knife, twisting in my gut.Shattering my last ounce of control.A storm of hatred erupted in my eyes.My fingers tightened, crushing her throat. I lifted her off the floor.I roared, my voice like poison."She was my wife! My Donna! What the hell are you? If Ava doesn't come back, you will die for her!"Bianca struggled, her face turning purple. Tears and snot streamed down her face as she clawed uselessly at my arm.I looked at her face and felt nothing. No pity.A few days ago, she was the one who 'accidentally' spilled Leo's ashes to the wind.She was the one who destroyed Ava's last reason to live.Only when Bianca's eyes rolled back in her head did I release my grip, disgusted.She collapsed to the floor, gasping for air.I ordered the guards, my voice ice cold."Drag her down to the hold. And find them. Find eve












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