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The room was thick with tension.At that moment, the dressing room door swung open from the outside.Luca stepped in. He wore a perfectly tailored black suit today, a white rose pinned to his lapel—every inch the composed, steady don I'd come to know.His gaze swept over Brian, pausing for a second, then shifted to me, and the hardness in his eyes melted into something soft.He didn't ask questions. He simply crossed the room, slipped an arm around my shoulder, and bent his head to look at me. "Are you all right?"I nodded and leaned into him. "I'm fine."Luca lifted his eyes to Brian. The temperature in his gaze dropped to freezing.Brian stiffened under that gaze. I could see it in the way his shoulders locked, the way his breath caught. The air in the room thickened, heavy with unspoken warning.Luca dialed a number. Two soldiers appeared in the doorway in a minute, waiting for the signal."Take him out," Luca said. His voice was low, unhurried, but it carried the weight of absolute
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The day of my wedding to Luca was magnificent.The entire cathedral had been drowned in white roses and pale pink peonies—their fragrance so thick it nearly suffocated the air. Sunlight streamed through the stained-glass dome, spilling rivers of jeweled color across the shoulders of the guests and the carpeted aisle below.Over three hundred attendees filled the pews—the most powerful names from both families.I stood in the dressing room, adjusting my veil in the floor-length mirror.The gown was a strapless satin creation, its train trailing three meters behind me, embroidered with delicate pearls and silver thread.Luca and I had chosen it together. He'd said I looked beautiful in everything, but he'd pushed for this one. "You smiled when you tried this on."All of a sudden, the door flew open, and a man burst through.I caught his reflection in the mirror and froze.Brian stood in the doorway, his suit rumpled, collar unbuttoned, tie hanging askew. A dark stubble shadowed his jaw,
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I stepped out of the car, and the butler was already standing beneath the portico. Finally, I had come back to the home I hadn't set foot in for years."Miss Rossi." The butler inclined his head. "Your father is waiting in the study."I nodded and followed him into the manor. My heels clicked against the marble floor of the foyer.The sound carried me back to a different time—when I was still a little girl in pigtails, running through these halls with scraped knees and laughter that bounced off the high ceilings.My father, the mafia head of the Rossi family, would sit in the leather armchair by the fireplace, his stern face softening the moment he saw me. He'd scoop me onto his lap and say, "My daughter will find happiness one day. And whoever dares to make her sad will answer to the Rossi family."My eyes stung at those memories.The study sat at the far end of the third floor. I pushed open the door, and the familiar scent of cigar smoke washed over me.My father sat in his high‑bac
Marry the Don, Forget the Man Chapter 6
The memory of Daisy's deliberate shove burned through Brian's mind like acid.The footage replayed on a loop behind his eyes: Daisy's wrist pushing outward, her body launching forward, Elena stumbling back into the champagne tower. Rage surged through his chest. His temples throbbed, his pulse hammering so hard he could feel it in his teeth.He strode through the villa's entrance, the soles of his leather shoes cracking against the marble floor in a rapid, percussive rhythm.He drove his foot into Daisy's guest room door. It slammed against the wall and swung back toward him before he caught it with his palm and shoved it open again.Daisy was curled in the armchair by the window, a book in her lap. The explosion of sound sent her jolting upright, the book slipping from her fingers and landing on the carpet with a muffled thud.She blinked, pushing herself up from the cushions, her hair falling in loose tangles around her shoulders. Her face still held that soft expression."Brian? Wh
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Brian pulled out his phone again and dialed Elena. The line rang and rang, then died into voicemail.He immediately dialed his assistant’s number and barked into the phone, "Elena is gone. I need you to find out where she is!"Twenty minutes later, his phone buzzed. He answered, and the assistant's voice came through, clipped and urgent. "Sir, we've traced Miss Rossi's movements. She booked a flight north last night—departed just after midnight. After that, the trail goes cold. She may have changed her name."Brian walked to the window and looked down at the empty plot below. The soil was still damp, dark and raw, like a wound that had just been torn open."Find her," he said, his voice rough and low. "Whatever it takes. Find her."A month later, Brian sat in his office, staring at a stack of investigative reports spread across his desk.Every page told the same story: nothing.Elena had vanished as completely as if she'd been plucked from the earth. No credit card transactions. No hot
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The next morning, Brian's chest tightened with an inexplicable unease as the car pulled away from the private hospital.Daisy had received a full checkup, and the doctor had assured them both that everything was fine—nothing to worry about, just a bit of stress and exhaustion.Still, something gnawed at him—a dull, persistent ache that he couldn't quite name.He pulled out his phone and dialed Elena's number.It rang once, twice, three times, then clicked over to voicemail. He tried again. Same result.He stared at the screen, the glow of the display reflecting off his eyes, and felt a knot twist in his stomach.The silence in the car pressed down on him like a weight.Daisy shifted against his shoulder, her voice soft and sleepy. "What's wrong, Brian? You look pale."He shook his head, forcing his features into neutrality. "Nothing. Just tired."But the feeling didn't go away. It only grew stronger as the gates of the villa swung open and the car rolled to a stop.He stepped out, and
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