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The Showdown

Auteur: Ebony Pete
last update Date de publication: 2026-08-06 18:13:34

Olivia remained in the dining hall, her manicured nails drumming lightly on the dark wood of the long table. The chandelier above cast crystalline light across her strained features. Her phone, resting face-up on the table, buzzed once. She picked it up quickly.

It was Isabella. She answered.

“I was wondering when you’d call,” Olivia said coolly, trying to hide the anxiety that pressed against her chest like a vice.

“I’m not calling to explain myself,” came Isabella’s voice, smug and crisp thro
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    Moments later, while Andrea slept in his nursery under the watchful gaze of his nanny, Lorenzo and Ivy walked hand in hand toward the east wing where Nonno Salvatore was waiting for them.They had both freshened up. Ivy wore a soft floral dress that skimmed her body gently, a quiet celebration of the life she had brought into the world. Lorenzo had abandoned his usual armour of suits.His shirt sleeves were rolled up, tucked into tailored pants, and he looked younger, lighter. Fatherhood had softened the hard edges that once defined him.As they walked, Ivy tightened her hold on his hand.“I still can’t believe this is real,” she murmured.Lorenzo glanced at her. “What part? The sleepless nights or the tiny dictator who already controls this entire family?”Ivy laughed softly. “All of it. Andrea. Us. This life. Sometimes I

  • Married to the Billionaire Mafia Don   One Happy Family

    Lorenzo woke slowly, as though surfacing from a deep, warm ocean. For a few seconds, he did not move. He simply lay there, his eyes closed, breathing in the quiet of the morning. The room was still, wrapped in the gentle gold of early sunlight filtering through the curtains. The mansion, which was rarely ever silent, seemed to be holding its breath.Then he heard it. A soft, rhythmic sound. It was Andrea. Lorenzo opened his eyes.

  • Married to the Billionaire Mafia Don   The Final Decision

    The celebration lingered long after the music softened. Hours later, when the last of the guests had been escorted to their suites or chauffeured away, the Martinelli mansion felt different. The glitter and laughter had faded, replaced by something quieter, heavier, and far more dangerous.The War Room waited. Lorenzo stood outside its double doors, his hand resting briefly on the polished wood. For a moment, he closed his eyes. Peace, he reminded himself. Yo

  • Married to the Billionaire Mafia Don   The Christening

    Lorenzo stood at the tall window in his private study, staring out over the vast grounds of the Martinelli estate, but he wasn’t really seeing anything. The sun was rising slowly, bathing the mansion in gold, yet his mind was already racing ahead to the day’s events.Behind him, Ivy adjusted the delicate buttons on Andrea’s christening outfit with trembling fingers.“Stop pacing,” she said softly.

  • Married to the Billionaire Mafia Don   Apologies and Promises

    “Hello?” Clarissa repeated.Giovanni’s heart was slamming against his ribs. Say something. Say something!“Hello?” she said again.“Clarissa…”His voice was barely more than a whisper. Silence followed. Then —“Giovanni?”The way she said his name. Soft. Uncertain. As if confirming a ghost.“Yes,” he managed. “It’s me.”Silence again. Heavy. Loaded. He could hear her breathing faintly on the other end. Then Clarissa spoke.“I… I’m sorry.”He blinked. What?“I’ve been meaning to call you, but then I realised that I never got your number,” Clarissa continued quietly. “I owe you an apology

  • Married to the Billionaire Mafia Don   A Martinelli Homecoming

    The gates of the mansion swung open slowly, deliberately, as though the estate itself understood the gravity of the moment. Ivy shifted slightly in the back seat, her arms tightening instinctively around baby Andrea. The tiny bundle stirred, his small face scrunching before settling again against his mother’s chest.Lorenzo glanced sideways at Ivy, a quiet smile playing at his lips.“You’re nervous,” he said gently.

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