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CHAPTER 11: Vincenzo.

Author: Natascia .D.
last update Last Updated: 2025-10-01 23:32:11

By the time I reached McLean, the daylight had paled across the villa’s brutalist angles. High glass panes reflected the sweep of the Potomac beyond, and every corner bristled with cameras and armed men. It was less a home than a citadel, the only place in this city my father hadn’t touched.

Inside, the foyer opened wide with marble underfoot, and iron-framed windows that streamed sunlight across the polished floor. A long corridor cut through the heart of the house, leading to the living room and the glass sunroom that watched the river.

Victor Falcon was already there, waiting. He rose when I entered.

“Enzo,” he greeted, nodding once.

I shrugged out of my coat and passed it to the waiting staff before dismissing them with a flick of my hand.

“You came quickly,” my voice was flat as I motioned for Victor to sit.

“Well, you said it was urgent.” His brown eyes searched my face. “You don’t look sick. Which means this isn’t about your body.”

I sank into the black leather chair opposite
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  • Married To The Wrong Brother   CHAPTER 25: Vincenzo

    “That’s bullshit!” I slid my phone into my pocket without breaking eye contact. “Somewhere in that head of yours, you know it specifically wasn't my doing. You were hungry for it and you ran solo.”He dragged the tip of the gun along his temple as I turned away, staring back at the mirror. His reflection stood unmoving behind mine. The harsh light splayed across his fair skin like an olive cast that made the blue of his eyes feel colder. “Besides, this family runs on perception. Mine included. The real reason could have been simple. Alessandro wouldn’t tolerate anything that threatened the optics of my engagement.”His mouth curled into a sinister smile as he stepped into me and his breath ghosted my ear. “So the great Vincenzo finally admits it,” he drawled. “Daddy-dearest’s golden boy decides I’m a nuisance. That’s what love fucking looks like now?” His eyes narrowed, locking onto mine in the glass. “There it is. Perfect Vincenzo with the brightest future. And suddenly I’m in the w

  • Married To The Wrong Brother   CHAPTER 25: Vincenzo

    I slipped into the bathroom, the door clicking shut behind me, and the sudden banging pressed against my ears. The hallway’s murmur of the council’s remnants still found its way to me, buzzing in the corners of my mind. Every step toward the mirror felt like my feet were sinking into wet concrete. My stomach lurched, causing me bend slightly at the waist, trying to force something out that had nowhere to go. The veins at my temples and forearms bulged like they might burst, and my hands shook so violently I had to brace them against the sink just to keep from staggering.I couldn’t remember the last time my body obeyed me this poorly.A sharp shiver crawled along my spine, and I gritted my teeth. The memory… the ache in my bones and gut was creeping up unbidden. I tried to trace it back to find the trigger, but my thoughts scattered the moment I reached for them. Rosalia’s defiance flashed in my mind. The night, all of it, nothing, everything mashed together until it felt too tight t

  • Married To The Wrong Brother    CHAPTER 24: Rosalia

    I started to speak, only for my mother’s sharp “No!” to whip through the air. She staggered toward me, a shadow of the woman who once ruled our home with melancholic sunlight. Her blue eyes were sunken, ringed in sleepless grey and her movements lacked purpose.Uncle Marco had taken over, arranged another marriage – my marriage – without my consent. And even my mom didn't know this and neither did I want her to.“You will not involve yourself. Do you hear me?” she hissed, yanking free of Matteo’s grip, and her fingers clamped around my forearm.“You keep deciding for me,” I shot back. “I’m an adult now.” Her eyes widened, “Rosalia, your choices are ridiculous. I am trying to protect you! Don’t do anything. Don’t make this worse,” she croaked. “You don't understand. Your father thought he understood these men too. Baby, you won't stand in it and stay whole.”“I am already in it,” my lips pressed into a thin line. “And you know that.”Her fingers dug into my arm. “Not again. I will not

  • Married To The Wrong Brother   CHAPTER 23: Vincenzo

    And a heavy quiet enveloped everyone.Their words scraped at what little restraint I had left. Bastards. All of them. And they dared speak as though Alessandro would ever allow half the things they suggested.And all the while, her bodyguard remained a silent shield. The Capellos sat small, diminished, almost invisible beneath the weight of centuries of Cosa Nostra politics. And when the council waited for consensus, I could already feel how this would end. For them, there would be no mercy.“Go on,” he commanded.“But it's true. He was right. What does she bring to offset the danger attached to her name?” A tall man from Palermo responded to a statement by Andres. “The daughter, the one supposed to be married to the Don-in-waiting, was involved in that… unfortunate circumstance. Her body, if it can even be called that, hasn’t been found. There is nothing they can offer.”Another nodded solemnly. “Service ended with him.”A hush fell like a wave when Andres cleared his throat. “Sir

  • Married To The Wrong Brother   CHAPTER 22: Vincenzo

    “Enzo De Laurentiis, arriving.” The guard intoned.The Sicilian sun had barely touched the horizon when I stepped out of the car from DC. The assembly was already seated, an unusual start, though the ceremonial guns wouldn’t fire for hours. Technically, I was late which was unlike me, but no one seemed to care.Families had traveled far and wide – Palermo, Rome, the American East Coast, the Dominican Republic, even West Africa. All with authority and with stakes. Alessandro presided at the head, as imposing as ever, but here, the council’s voice was a force in its own right.His residence felt more like a stage than a home. I took my place at his left, directly in front of Andres. The seat beside me remained empty, and I could feel the absence like a cold draft across my skin.The Capellos’ discomfort was palpable. Eleanora had resisted the journey until she was informed they could not be discussed without the family present. Reluctantly, she had bent her hand.Their bodyguard's face

  • Married To The Wrong Brother   CHAPTER 21: Rosalia

    I tugged at the ends of my hair, smoothing them down, but my fingers kept trembling. Nelly was right, of course. Davina and Dad were still not here. They had promised to arrive before midnight, but Dad’s endless business meetings, and he'd mentioned something about coverage. Though it had delayed them again, and he would never let Davina travel alone. My chest constricted.“Tell her I’ll be right there.”Nelly cocked a brow. “Tell her yourself. She’s about five seconds away from sending a search party. And for the love of God, fix your hair and feet. You look like you wrestled and lost.”I was about to ask Nelly if she’d seen Mom when she disappeared into my closet. My eyes widened as I noticed her returning with a small box I hadn’t seen before. It was wrapped in creamy, textured paper with delicate silver speckles like stars frozen mid-fall. A thin navy ribbon was tied neatly around it, forming a perfect little bow on top, and my fingers itched to untie it.“How… how did this get he

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