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Now Now Malcolm

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last update تاريخ النشر: 2026-05-27 23:41:53

**Vito's POV**

"But it was meant for you. The attacker wanted you, but my mother ended up dead while you survived. Since that day, I started tailing your brother until I finally got to you. And you stupidly employed me..."

"You’re right," I said, chuckling even harder. "I was stupid for employing you without a proper background check. You know, it’s hard to believe I actually did something like that."

I remembered the day I first met him. He was running from thugs, at least, that’s what he made
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    **Zoya's POV**"How incapable can Vito be? The traitor was right under his nose, but he couldn't see it," Benito said, shaking his head in disgust."If I were the one calling the shots, I would have known it was him long before the IT team could even track him," he continued.I ignored him, just as I had all morning and focused on braiding Emilia’s hair. "Mummy, is Uncle Vito a bad person?" Emilia asked, her small voice laced with innocent worry."He isn’t," I said gently, tucking a loose strand behind her ear. "He’s a good person who’s trying to protect all of us. ........He’s not sitting around lazily throwing hate speeches." I said the last one to myself."Daddy said he is a bad person," she explained, her big eyes searching mine. "That he’s the reason people came to my school with cameras… and that he stole you from him."I glared at Benito across the room, anger seething through me like hot oil. My jaw tightened."Emilia, look at me," I said softly, cupping her face. Her skin wa

  • My Ex-Fiancé’s Stepbrother Wants Me   Now Now Malcolm

    **Vito's POV**"But it was meant for you. The attacker wanted you, but my mother ended up dead while you survived. Since that day, I started tailing your brother until I finally got to you. And you stupidly employed me...""You’re right," I said, chuckling even harder. "I was stupid for employing you without a proper background check. You know, it’s hard to believe I actually did something like that."I remembered the day I first met him. He was running from thugs, at least, that’s what he made me believe. They wanted to traffic him to Brazil, he claimed. He had nowhere else to go. He’d jumped right in front of my car, and the impact had sent him to the hospital for three weeks.At the time, I was drowning in work, my mind consumed by deals and deadlines. I didn’t bother running a background check. Instead, I took him into my house and made him my driver.Looking back now, I really had been stupid."I understand why you came after me, even if it was dumb," I said. "But what does Zo

  • My Ex-Fiancé’s Stepbrother Wants Me   years of planning

    **Vito's POV**In the early morning hours, Vittoria called me again.Zoya was in the kitchen with the house chef, the clatter of pans and the warm, savory aroma of breakfast filling the air. She had insisted on cooking for her daughter and father claiming it would serve as a good distraction from the chaos swirling around us. I let her."Any news?" I asked, my voice low."Boss, we've got him. The person behind this is at the address I just sent you."I pulled the phone away from my ear and checked the message. My jaw tightened as I read it."The owner of the account is in my house," I muttered through gritted teeth."Yes, boss. Every account traces back to the same IP address. It's Malcolm."As if he had heard his name through the phone, Malcolm stepped into the house, his gaze locking onto mine."Thank you, Vittoria. You've done a good job." I disconnected the call and shoved the phone into my pocket.I walked toward him with slow strides. "I need you to take a seat, Malcolm," I sai

  • My Ex-Fiancé’s Stepbrother Wants Me   some progress

    **Vito's POV**Zoya’s father had been brought to the house just minutes after I carried her upstairs. Now we sat in the living room, the air thick with tension. Emilia slept peacefully in Benito’s arms, her soft breathing the only gentle sound in the room. Zoya’s father hadn’t spoken a single word since Emilia quietly explained that Zoya was asleep. He had simply nodded, his jaw tight, and fallen into a heavy silence that pressed down on all of us.“What are you going to do to fix the mess you’ve dragged my family into?” he finally asked, his voice low and edged with barely contained fury.“I’m doing everything I can,” I replied.Benito chuckled darkly from his seat, the sound sharp with unconcealed mockery. “Trying everything you can? More like doing nothing. The culprit is still walking free.”“The pictures have been taken do—” My phone started ringing, cutting me off.“I have to take this,” I excused myself, rising quickly and heading to my office. I shut the heavy door behind

  • My Ex-Fiancé’s Stepbrother Wants Me   I'll fix everything

    **Vito's POV**I watched Zoya carefully cleaning Benito’s face with gentle strokes. The sight twisted something ugly in my gut. It didn’t sit right with me at all.I shoved my hand into my pocket, clenching my fist so tightly my knuckles ached, not wanting anyone to see the tension radiating through me."Benito, rinse your mouth with this," she said softly, her voice calm and soothing.Benito obeyed without a word. She then covered the cuts on his face with fresh bandages.I couldn’t stand watching it anymore, if I continue I might punch Benito some more for taking Zoya's attention. So I went to my office, once inside, I called Vittoria. "Boss, we managed to get the pictures down, but some people had already downloaded them. We’re still trying to trace who posted them," she reported.I pressed the heel of my palm against my forehead, feeling a dull, throbbing headache blooming at the base of my skull. The tension radiated down my neck like a vice."Okay," was all I could manage.I w

  • My Ex-Fiancé’s Stepbrother Wants Me   The Castellano brothers are fighting

    **Zoya's POV**Emilia had finally fallen asleep after a long struggle.Vito had insisted on calling a doctor for her but I assured him that there was no need. I had tucked her gently into the bed in one of the guest rooms.Even in her sleep, she kept hiccuping from all the crying she had done earlier. The soft, broken whimpers that escaped her lips every few seconds tore at my heart. Tears I had been desperately trying to hold back finally spilled over, hot and relentless, tracing salty paths down my cheeks. My hands trembled as I stood there watching her small chest rise and fall.I slipped out of the room silently, closing the door behind me with a soft click. From the top of the staircase, Vito’s furious voice echoed up from below, he was yelling at someone on the phone. This was the first time I had ever seen him lose his cool, and it was terrifying. His deep voice boomed through the house like thunder.But the moment his eyes landed on me, he stopped mid-sentence and hung u

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