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Chapter 6 — Mine to Protect, Mine to Destroy

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Seb

THE PRIVATE basement beneath the Milan penthouse didn’t resemble a dungeon.

It was a cold, clinical space of poured concrete and fluorescent lighting—soundproofed, sterile, and designed specifically for the Ricaforte organization’s most delicate interrogations.

Two guards escorted Vince into the center of the room. They didn’t bother tying him to the metal chair, everyone inside this empire knew that escape from a sub-level was an absolute impossibility.

“Leave us,” I commanded, my voice fl
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  • Master of Her Sins   Chapter 106 — The Warning in the Dark

    AvelineTHE AFTERNOON sun over the Vance estate was fading behind heavy purple clouds drifting down from the Alps.I sat in the cozy sunroom wearing an oversized cashmere sweater and soft wool trousers.A fresh pot of herbal tea sat untouched on the glass table beside me. Alejandro was upstairs in his private study, working with his head of intelligence to finalize emergency security plans.Ever since we had unlocked the surface files from his father's archive, a quiet tension had settled over the villa.I reached for my small leather handbag, intending to find my lip balm, when my fingers brushed against something stiff and cold inside the main pocket.I froze.I had not opened the handbag since visiting the equestrian club two days earlier.Slowly, I pulled out the object. It was a single sheet of heavy black parchment folded neatly in half.My heart began to pound as I unfolded it.

  • Master of Her Sins   Chapter 105 — The Wedding Date Set

    SebMORNING RAIN fell over Naples in thick sheets, striking the floor-to-ceiling windows of my private harbor suite.I sat behind the dark mahogany desk with an unlit cigar between my fingers. Spread across the polished surface was the front page of Il Mattino, Naples’ largest daily newspaper.The headline was printed in bold black letters above a photograph of Alessandra Moretti and me.UNIFICATION OF THE SOUTH: SEBASTIAN RICAFORTE AND ALESSANDRA MORETTI TO WED NEXT TUESDAY AT NAPLES CATHEDRAL.Don Bernardo had made his move.By leaking the announcement to the Italian press and broadcasting it through syndicate radio channels, the old Don had backed me into an open corner.He believed public pressure would force me to walk into Naples Cathedral, place a ring on his daughter’s finger, and surrender the Dela Costa shipping lines to the Moretti family.The heavy double doors opened without a knock.Don Bernardo entered in a tailored navy suit, a red silk handkerchief tucked into his bre

  • Master of Her Sins   Chapter 104 — An Evening of Gold and Silk

    AvelineTHE PRIVATE dining room inside our master suite was bathed in the warm, flickering glow of dozens of scented beeswax candles.Outside the floor-to-ceiling glass doors, Lake Geneva lay peaceful and dark under the starry Swiss sky.Inside, the air smelled of fresh white orchids, seared truffles, and vintage champagne. A soft, romantic classical piano piece played quietly from the hidden speakers, filling the room with an atmosphere of pure, unhurried luxury.Alejandro had arranged everything himself.To celebrate the finalization of his Zurich commercial land deal—and the breakthrough we had made in his father’s archives—he had closed off the entire private wing for the evening, dismissing the domestic staff to give us total privacy.I stood near the edge of the dining table, wearing a bespoke gold silk slip dress that Alejandro had presented to me earlier that evening.The liq

  • Master of Her Sins   Chapter 103 — The Ledger’s First Key

    AvelineTHE PRIVATE archives in the basement of the Vance estate were cold, quiet, and smelled of old paper and leather.Thousands of historical shipping manifests, land deeds, and corporate ledgers sat neatly organized inside the climate-controlled room.I sat at a long, polished oak study table, wearing a cozy cream knit sweater and dark trousers.A warm mug of chamomile tea rested near my hand, but my pulse was far from calm.Ever since Seb’s midnight intrusion at the spa house and Alessandra’s threats at the equestrian club, every shadow in the villa felt heavy with danger.I lived on borrowed time, counting every peaceful second I spent beside Alejandro.The heavy reinforced door of the archive room opened with a soft electronic beep.Alejandro stepped inside. He had removed his suit jacket, wearing only a crisp white dress shirt with the top buttons undone and his sleeves roll

  • Master of Her Sins   Chapter 102 — Alessandra’s Suspicion

    SebTHE RAIN over Lake Geneva had finally stopped, leaving behind a cold, thick fog that clung to the mountain slopes.I stood in the corner of my private suite on the top floor of the Grand Hotel Bellevue, staring down at my hands.My knuckles were bruised, and my lower lip was split open where Belarina had bitten me in the spa house hours ago.The metallic taste of blood still lingered on my tongue, mixing with the dark scotch in my glass.“I despise you, Sebastian.”Her voice echoed through the quiet room, sharp and lethal as a poison blade.She had spat in my face. She had stood in that warm water and declared her absolute, undivided love for Alejandro Vance.My chest heaved in short, ragged breaths.I took a heavy swallow of the scotch, feeling the liquid burn all the way down to my stomach.She thought she could erase seven years of shared blood. She tho

  • Master of Her Sins   Chapter 101 — The Marks of Betrayal

    AvelineTHE STEAM in the spa house felt thick and heavy, suffocating my lungs.I stood shivering on the wet marble steps of the pool, water dripping from my skin.My wrists were bright red, already turning into dark, purple bruises where Seb’s calloused fingers had crushed my bone.My lower lip stung, swollen from where I had bitten him during our struggle.He broke inside again.The terrifying reality clawed at my mind like a wild animal.He had walked straight through Alejandro’s outer security grid, dived into the pool, and laid his hands on me.He had stood in this warm water, bleeding from his mouth, declaring that if he couldn't have me, he would take my body from Alejandro's dead hands.My hands trembled so violently I could barely grab the thick white towel resting on the marble lounge chair.I wrapped the terry cloth around my body, clutching it tightly against my chest, my dark eyes staring wide at the heavy teak doors where Seb had disappeared into the rain.I needed to dry

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