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Never Forgiven Chapter 10
After the storm, Dominic vanished.He finally understood that no matter what he tried, I would never go back to him.But I never expected him to say goodbye like this.Two weeks later, Camilla placed a thick stack of legal documents on my desk, her expression troubled."Boss, the Luciani family is done."I opened the files.Share transfer agreements, territory handover forms, offshore account keys... At the end of each document, the same bold signature: Dominic Luciani.He handed over everything, his entire New York underworld, as his final apology.At the same time, the TV news was broadcasting a breaking story:New York's most arrogant Don,Dominic Luciani, surrendered himself to the FBI.He confessed to twenty-seven felony charges. He admitted to framing my father, to planting the drugs on that cargo ship, and he handed over all evidence against him. This was to ensure the prosecution would no longer target the Moretti family's operations.He sacrificed himself to lay the final stone
Never Forgiven Chapter 9
The Sicilian sun beat down, fierce. I frowned and waved my maid to draw the shutters.That also blocked the view of the man outside.Ever since that party, the once untouchable New York godfather had followed me to Italy.He was like a wraith, a constant shadow outside my clifftop villa in Palermo.No matter how much I pushed him away, even treated him like a dog, that black Maybach would still be there on the corner at dawn.He just stood there, staring at my window, like some zealot begging for divine intervention."Boss, the crazy one's back." Camilla peeked through a crack, her brow furrowed. "What do you want me to do?"I was poring over this quarter's financial reports. Without looking up, my pen traced smooth lines on the paper."Let him be," I said flatly. "If he wants to stand there, let him stand until he drops."Toward him, I couldn't even be bothered to waste the energy hating him.The accident happened a few evenings later.As I stepped out of the office building, a sharp
Never Forgiven Chapter 8
The Sicilian sea wind was salty, carrying the tang of blood and gunpowder.To me, it smelled like profit.Two years ago, the frail Elena Moretti died on an operating table in New York.Under a false identity, she made her way through Mexico and reached her destination in Sicily.What clawed its way back from hell was "La Regina"—the Spice Queen.I stood on the villa's terrace, swirling my whiskey.I was no longer the pathetic woman who begged for a man's love.I was the biggest underground perfume supplier in the Mediterranean.My new product, "Siren's Kiss," a perfume that induced extreme hallucinations and forced confessions, had already cornered half of Europe's black market.My assistant, Camilla, approached, her head bowed respectfully."Boss, the private jet is ready. The New York crew is waiting."A cold smile touched my lips as I drained the glass."Let's go. It's time to take back what is mine."New York. The St. Regis Hotel ballroom in Manhattan.Opulent, filled with the arom
Never Forgiven Chapter 7
The next morning, Marco sent over two video clips."Don, surveillance footage that went missing during Donna's hospital stay has been recovered through hacking.""Also, back at the house, in the scent room, the cleaning lady discovered the equipment's recording function was always on. We've pulled the footage. You want to see it?"Dominic clicked them open without much thought.After watching them, Dominic's heart skipped a beat.The truth hit him like a silver knife, piercing his chest.It turned out Elena had never lied to him.And he had let others provoke her, bully her, even side with the killer of their child.Dominic let out a bitter laugh.He stood up and went to the living room, grabbing Sienna by the wrist.Sienna was on the sofa, telling a maid to change the curtains. Since that day, Dominic had been acting normally towards her, just not warm.She figured he was still upset about Elena leaving, still thinking of herself as the lady of the estate.Seeing Dominic, she forced a
Never Forgiven Chapter 6
It was the seventh day since Elena had left.Every corner of the estate was exactly as it had been before.The servants wore Elena's favorite gray uniforms, the dining table was set with her beloved lemon tarts, and the air itself was filled with her favorite scent a custom-made white tea and jasmine from France.Dominic came home on time every day.Exactly at six, the convoy drove onto the estate.He opened the door, took off his coat, and called out as usual, "Elena, I'm home."But this time, there was no reply.Still, he walked to the dining room and sat at their usual spot.The chair opposite him was empty, the cutlery neatly arranged."Today was exhausting," Dominic said to the air, "That idiot Marco almost botched the deal with the Russians."Silence."Don't be angry, I'll be back earlier next time."He picked up his wine glass and clinked it against the empty air.It was as if Elena were still sitting opposite him, smiling and listening.That night, Dominic was drunk again.He s
Never Forgiven Chapter 5
The convoy arrived at the estate late that night.Dominic loosened his tie and handed his suit jacket to a waiting servant.The gun deal in Chicago had been more of a headache than expected. The Rossi family had surprised them with a price hike, dragging out negotiations for three full days.But it was done.Two hundred million dollars worth of rare goods. Enough to solidify his position on the East Coast.He rubbed his temples, a wave of weariness washing over him."Where is Elena? She's not back yet?""Don, the Donna hasn't been at the estate for the past few days," Marco said, head bowed respectfully. "Should I send the driver to pick her up?"Dominic scoffed. "Don't bother. I want to see how long she'll sulk."He said it with a sneer, but he already knew the answer.Where else could Elena go besides the estate?Whenever they argued, she would always retreat to the perfume room, waiting for him to come find her.It would be the same this time.Elena had obviously slipped away, back
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