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My Ex-Fiancé’s Stepbrother Wants Me Scapegoat
Vito left Zoya at home while she was sleeping in the care of Vittoria since apart from Mr Anderson and Grace she was the only one he could for Zoya dutifully.Vito’s bodyguard opened the door for him even before he could knock for them to open. He passed the ordinary looking sitting room to the torture roomsThe man he has been delaying his punishment was still in the room. He was already stripped to his underwear and chained upright to a vertical steel frame that had once held sides of beef. His wrists were cuffed high above his head, ankles bolted to the base, forcing him into a crucified stance.Sweat and fear had already soaked through the fabric clinging to his skin.His eyes darted wildly as Vito approached, carrying a battered leather tool roll that clinked with every step.“You know why you’re still here?” Vito’s voice was low, almost conversational, as he unrolled the tools onto a nearby table. Scalpels, pliers, a small blowtorch, a set of heavy pruning shears, and a long,
My Ex-Fiancé’s Stepbrother Wants Me She is my responsibility
Vito's POV I stood by the hospital entrance, one arm wrapped protectively around Zoya’s waist while the other held Emilia’s small hand. The morning sun felt warmer than it had in weeks, or maybe it was just the relief finally settling into my bones. This past week has been exhausting and I am just happy they can finally go home now. The doctor had been clear with us before signing the discharge papers. For Zoya, it was all about vigilance. “Regular check-ups,” he’d said, looking straight at me like he knew I’d be the one enforcing it. “And at the first sign of any headache, no matter how small bring her in immediately.” I’d nodded, committing every word to memory. Zoya had rolled her eyes a little, trying to play it cool, but I caught the way her fingers tightened on my shirt. She hated being fragile. I hated that she’d had to be.Emilia, on the other hand, got off lighter. The doctor ruffled her hair and told us the cast was the only real concern for now. “Keep it dry, keep her
My Ex-Fiancé’s Stepbrother Wants Me Not Yet
**Vito's POV**I sat in the plastic chair beside Zoya's bed, close enough to catch every rise and fall of her breath. Fresh out of intensive care and the doctor still hadn't said if we could take her home or not, but she was already trying to sit upright, waving off my hand when I reached to help her."I've been in worse shape than this," she said, though the wince that followed made a liar of her."You've never been in worse shape than this," I said. "You had a car wrapped around you like a blanket, crushing your bones.""Details." She smiled, but it didn't reach her eyes the way it used to. There was something behind it now, a flicker of fear she was working hard to hide from Emilia, who sat curled against her hip flipping through a picture book like nothing in the world was wrong.I studied Zoya's face longer than I meant to. The bruising along her jaw had started to yellow at the edges.Staring at her and not being able to touch the person who hurt her just yet was killing me. T
My Ex-Fiancé’s Stepbrother Wants Me Unedited
**Takara's POV**I watched them all crowd around the bed as if Zoya were the most important person in the world. She lay there smiling, chatting brightly, acting as though she were the radiant center of their universe. Her voice carried that infuriating confidence as she reassured everyone she wouldn’t die so easily, that she had no plans of leaving Vito and Emilia behind.Bitch, she was really trying my patience. If Daiki’s people hadn’t been so incompetent, she wouldn’t be here right now, breathing and stealing the spotlight.And now I had to wait. Vito refused to let her out of his sight and wouldn’t leave her unguarded for even a moment. So I’d bide my time until they all finally let their guards down.“Do any of you need coffee? Or something to eat?” I muttered, forcing a polite tone. “I’m going to get some coffee.”No one even glanced my way, except Benito, who decided to join me because he needed coffee himself.Great, I’d planned to use this as an excuse to slip away and call
My Ex-Fiancé’s Stepbrother Wants Me Playing the dutiful ex-wife
**Takara's POV**I watched them all crowd around the bed as if Zoya were the most important person in the world. She lay there smiling, chatting brightly, acting as though she were the radiant center of their universe. Her voice carried that infuriating confidence as she reassured everyone she wouldn’t die so easily, that she had no plans of leaving Vito and Emilia behind.Bitch, she was really trying my patience. If Daiki’s people hadn’t been so incompetent, she wouldn’t be here right now, breathing and stealing the spotlight.And now I had to wait. Vito refused to let her out of his sight and wouldn’t leave her unguarded for even a moment. So I’d bide my time until they all finally let their guards down.“Do any of you need coffee? Or something to eat?” I muttered, forcing a polite tone. “I’m going to get some coffee.”No one even glanced my way, except Benito, who decided to join me because he needed coffee himself.Great, I’d planned to use this as an excuse to slip away and call
My Ex-Fiancé’s Stepbrother Wants Me I am not leaving anytime soon
**Author's POV**After Zoya’s thorough examination, the doctor confirmed that everything was fine. She was transferred to a private room, and her family was promptly informed of her stable condition.Vito was en route to the slaughterhouse with Vittoria when his phone rang. His face hardened as he listened, then he sharply ordered the driver to make a U-turn toward the hospital. Vito stormed into the hospital flanked by his guards, his powerful presence commanding the entire corridor. He paid no attention to the wide-eyed onlookers whispering behind him. All that mattered was reaching Zoya.Vittoria hurried behind him, her heart leaping with uncontainable joy. Her best friend had finally pulled through.When they stepped into the room, they found Zoya lying down in bed, talking softly with Emilia. The little girl sat in a wheelchair beside her mother, and the mother-daughter duo were both crying, laughing, and speaking over each other in relieved voices. “Uncle Vito, look! Mummy is
My Ex-Fiancé’s Stepbrother Wants Me Signing the contract
I stepped back into the familiar room, the heavy door clicking shut behind me with a soft sound that made my stomach tighten. Vito sat in the same leather chair as last time, his posture relaxed yet commanding, one leg crossed over the other. I hadn’t brought Vittoria with me Vito had specifical
My Ex-Fiancé’s Stepbrother Wants Me things are getting critical
**Zoya's POV**I heard Vittoria’s footsteps, heavy and urgent, echoing behind me down the corridor. “Zoya, wait! Please!” she called, her voice cracking with desperation.But I didn’t stop. I didn’t even slow down. My heart hammered in my chest as I reached the elevator and frantically jabbed the b
My Ex-Fiancé’s Stepbrother Wants Me Mr Castellano
**Zoya's POV**We stepped into the elevator, and the doors slid shut with a soft whoosh. As it ascended smoothly toward the fifty-sixth floor, all the fascinating distractions that had occupied my mind vanished. My stomach twisted with sudden nervousness.My palms grew clammy and slick with sweat
My Ex-Fiancé’s Stepbrother Wants Me meeting Mr Castellano
**Zoya's POV**After calling Benito to inform him about my dad’s accident and asking him to keep Emilia until I could sort things out, I dialed Vittoria next. I needed her to take me to meet her boss.I knew asking Benito to drive me to his brother would have been the easiest option, but I’d rather
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