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CHAPTER 30: Rosalia

Author: Natascia .D.
last update publish date: 2026-01-02 20:42:44

This was my father’s house and I knew where the stones didn't fit, where hedges concealed narrow paths the guards never bothered with. I knew the blind spots created by an old apple tree and a wooden door.

I moved when the perimeter guard turned the corner, counting his steps the way I had as a child – one, two, three, then slipping forward while his back was turned. I stayed low near the rose trellis, then cut across the gravel path, wincing at the sound but not stopping.

The gate near the eas
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  • Married To The Wrong Brother   CHAPTER 52: Rosalia

    I let him move me where he wanted. His hands were quick, adjusting the fabric at my waist before the tape followed. “Take a second,” Kai called as he drifted out, already pulled in another direction. On his way past, he plucked my phone from one of his assistants and placed it back into my hand, a light tap against my fingers. “No disappearing on me.” The door slid shut behind him and silence settled in. I twirled carefully, the fabric whispering around my legs as I faced the mirrors. Just me, multiplied endlessly. The dress was beautiful, I couldn’t deny that. But all I could see was what it represented. It wasn't just any marriage. It was one into this family. The thought didn’t feel like fate. It wasn’t something written for me, something inevitable or remotely romantic. It felt constructed because I had slowly, carefully woven this outcome into existence myself. And now I was standing in it with no one to blame. My throat tightened as my gaze dropped, then lifted again

  • Married To The Wrong Brother   CHAPTER 51: Rosalia

    Everything inside was white and reflective and impossibly pristine, like someone had taken the idea of luxury and polished it until it lost all connection to normal life. Mirrors stretched from floor to ceiling, multiplying everything – light, movement, people – until it felt like I had walked into a place that didn’t end.“No, no, no… this is what you bring me?”The voice cut through the space before I even saw him.Then he appeared.He looked like he had walked out of a completely different world and decided to stop here for fun.Black tank top that was so fitted that it couldn’t help but show off his lean muscle. Rings stacked across his fingers. Chains resting loosely against his collarbone. His black dyed hair was styled but not carefully like it had fallen into place and he’d simply allowed it.Everything about him was expressive and fluid.He stopped right in front of me, eyes lighting up.“Lauren,” he breathed dramatically, placing a hand over his chest, “Oh my God, no one tol

  • Married To The Wrong Brother   CHAPTER 50: Vincenzo

    Across from me, Tyler Pierce, Director of Strategic Operations, leaned forward just slightly. Pierce had the posture of a soldier even in a three-piece suit, tall, lean, every line of him was disciplined, and his close-cropped hair streaked prematurely with gray.“Mr. Enzo,” he said carefully, “do you have any concerns regarding the deployment timeline?”The room’s focus subtly redirected toward me. Conversations faltered mid-sentence. Even the tapping of tablets slowed, the whir of the screens feeling louder against the sudden stillness.I rested my hands fully on the polished oak.“None that affect the launch,” I said calmly.Pierce inclined his head once, and the presentation picked up again. Yet, despite the orderly resumption, a ripple of unease lingered. The De Laurentiis name was built at the top of Cosa Nostra, and it has stayed there for years because we understood one thing better than the rest of them: ambition alone isn’t enough. Every family seated at that table at th

  • Married To The Wrong Brother   CHAPTER 49: Vincenzo

    Four long strides covered the distance between the door and my desk.My mind flicked briefly to the charity gala barely two months ago, half a million pledged to that neighborhood’s redevelopment. I had personally ensured every street was watched, now part of a plan meant to protect them. Funny how philanthropy and surveillance had more in common than most realized.“I’ve alerted Ms. Vale. She’s mobilizing the intelligence team now.”I let my glare cut through the room.“I –” Gerald started.“Just received it, I assume?” I interrupted. “Transfer it. Direct to my system. Now.”Seconds later, I pulled up the feed on my computer and the replay began. A black sedan slid aggressively across the lane, forcing Jerry to brake. It seemed very calculated. It shadowed them for several blocks before disappearing.“Coincidence?” Leone’s mouth opened, then closed.I didn’t bother answering. Coincidences didn’t exist in my vocabulary. Not when someone was playing on my turf.“Double the escort teams

  • Married To The Wrong Brother   CHAPTER 48: Vincenzo

    I pushed open the door to my office, the space vast enough to swallow most egos whole. High ceilings, walls lined with rare art, a desk that could host a small council of kings. The young man stood abruptly, with a straight posture like he was the natural heir to everything I had earned before I’d earned it. Dark suit, designer cut. Confidence dripping from him as if he had personally negotiated peace in the Middle East. I blinked once. Humorous, in a revolting way.“Mr. Enzo,” he said smoothly. “Thank you for seeing me.”Luigi Galvani. Son of Louis Galvani, first cousin twice removed from Rocco, nephew of Alessandro aka Don De Laurentiis.I nodded, my eyes running from head to toe, slow enough to make him squirm under the scrutiny. His hair was neatly combed, and had steady eyes. “Have a seat,” I gestured.He faltered a fraction, then smoothed it over with a faint, entitled smile before lowering himself into the chair across from me. “Luigi, your résumé is impressive,” I said, s

  • Married To The Wrong Brother   CHAPTER 47: Rosalia

    A small knot twisted in my chest when I thought about it. I hated keeping things from her. After my sister's… well, you know, Nelly had always been the one person who never judged me, never treated my life like something fragile or shameful.But some truths felt too heavy to place in someone else’s hands.By the time I finished, my voice had grown quieter.There was a long pause on the other end.Then Nelly exhaled slowly. “Jesus, Rose.”“Yeah.”“Are you doing okay?”I stared at my reflection again like she was someone else entirely.“Is it weird if I say yes?”I heard Nelly chuckle. “Is it true?”“I should feel upset. Or scared. Or something.” My fingers traced the edge of the vanity. “But I don’t.”“What do you feel?”“Kind of… exhilarated.” I let out a breath that almost sounded like a laugh.Her chuckles became loud. “That’s the adrenaline talking.”“Probably.”“You will crash soon enough.”“Yeah,” I murmured, rubbing my temple. “I guess.”The truth was, my veins still felt electr

  • Married To The Wrong Brother   CHAPTER 17: Dominic

    The Ford rattled over Westchester roads, and I felt the pulse of rage in my chest. I wound my fingers around the ear tag, felt the plastic give, and pulled it free. The little camera on my chest clicked off when I pried the mount loose and thumbed the lens cover down. A lighter relief settled in my

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  • Married To The Wrong Brother   CHAPTER 18: Dominic

    My head snapped up, and there she stood by the brick column to the right of the bar where the wall met an old arcade machine and a cracked mirror that reflected only half her body. The soft amber light slid over her flushed olive skin. Her long toffee-blonde hair fell over one shoulder, the strands

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  • Married To The Wrong Brother   CHAPTER 16: Dominic

    “It might,” my voice was low. “It might also make him exile the people who gave him shelter. He’s not as blind as you think.”Her eyes darted to the boy, then to me, then back again. In that tiny flicker I saw the math she’d been doing in her head, what she could trade, how much time she had left,

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  • Married To The Wrong Brother   CHAPTER 15: Dominic

    My eyes located a young woman, hollowed out. Her cheekbones were too sharp, skin puckered and dry in places where it should have been soft. Her hair plastered to her scalp, sweat and oil making it glisten, her eyes were wide and raw, the whites rimmed pink, sleeplessness fossilized in her face. She

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