LOGINHe looked down at his hands, his knuckles still white. “I was raised by a single mother. I know exactly how hard it is for a mother and child to survive in this godforsaken world. I can’t put her through that, even if I have to spend the rest of my life watching her from the shadows.”
Luciano didn't argue. He reached out and patted Luca’s back with a firm, steadying hand, a rare gesture of as
Rosa’s breath hitched, her mind spinning into a blur. She opened her mouth to speak, but the words died in her throat. She had expected him to try one last time to win her over or ask for a chance to pursue her before she was gone for good... but marriage? She had never imagined he was this serious.Oh God, what do I do? Her mind screamed. Is life actually giving me a second chance? Where would I ever find a man like him again? The questions raced through her head, a frantic internal debate between her fear and the beautiful reality standing right in front of her.When she remained silent, Samuele rose from his seat. His expression was painfully earnest as he stepped closer. Then, in a move that made Rosa gasp and press her trembling hands to her mouth, he dropped to one knee. He pulled out a small velvet box and held it out to her. As he clicked it open, a beautiful diamond ring caught the light inside.“Please, Rosa,” he whispered, his eyes searching hers. “Say yes. Make me the luck
Exactly an hour later, Rosa got a call from Samuele. He was waiting outside her building.She sighed softly as she tied her hair into a ponytail. She didn’t feel like putting on makeup—just a touch of lip gloss. Grabbing her purse, she looked at herself briefly. Her black knee-length dress, paired with a beige blazer and black heels, was simple—but enough.She leaned down and kissed Renzo’s forehead as he sat playing a game on Lucy’s phone. “Mommy will be back soon, okay, baby?”Renzo nodded. “Okay, Mommy.”Rosa straightened and looked at Lucy. A silent conversation passed between them—unspoken worry, reassurance, and understanding all at once.Then Rosa turned and walked out of the apartment, closing the door quietly behind her.She took the elevator down. When the doors opened, she stepped out and made her way toward the exit.And then she saw him.Samuele stood by his car, dressed in a black suit, leaning casually against it.Rosa slowed, a flicker of confusion crossing her face.S
The next morning, Samuele woke with a heavy head, the dull ache of a hangover lingering from the night before. But as he stood under the shower, letting the water wash away the haze, his thoughts cleared—reality hit him with more force than the water: Rosa was leaving tomorrow.And after that… he might never see her again.Driven by a sudden, frantic impulse, he reached for his phone and dialed her number. When she picked up, he didn't bother with pleasantries. He asked to see her, but Rosa’s voice was a wall of flint.“Doctor, I have too much to settle before my flight,” she replied sternly. “I can’t come.”The rejection stung more than it should have, and the pain in his chest intensified.No matter how many times she turned him away, he couldn’t stop himself from hoping—that maybe, just once, she would look at him differently… that she might return even a fraction of what he felt for her.He stayed silent for a moment, the weight in his chest growing unbearable.Then, before he c
Reid didn’t back down. “Why is it impossible? It only takes one time, Luciano. Sometimes that’s enough.”“Fuck.” Luciano shut his eyes, his jaw tightening.“Fuck… fuck!” he snapped, slamming his fist into the wall behind him.The people nearby flinched at the sudden outburst, but Reid lifted a hand, silently signaling that everything was under control. He already knew he’d be covering the damages—and probably the entire bar tab.Luciano stood there for a moment, breathing hard, the possibilities crashing into him all at once.“Find out everything about her,” he said finally, his voice low but deadly. “I want every detail. What she’s been doing these past five years… and whether she has a child or not.”His heart pounded in his chest.If the doctor was telling the truth… then she had hidden his child from him.How dare she?Reid gave a short nod, already pulling out his phone as he stood up. “I’ll handle it.”He didn’t waste another second. There were more important things now than si
That evening, Samuele sat alone at the bar, drowning himself in whiskey, trying to forget everything—everything he had dreamed of, everything he had felt for the one woman who was now leaving the country, unsure if he would ever see her again… or never at all.He downed another shot and signaled the bartender for one more.The image wouldn’t leave him—Rosa walking out of his office with Renzo, not even looking back.Was his love not enough to make her stay? Or had the scars from her past cut so deep that she could never bring herself to trust again?He clenched his jaw.The fault lay with her ex-husband. The way that man had treated her—Samuele had seen it, witnessed it far too many times. He could only imagine how much worse it must have been when they were married. Whatever had happened between them, whatever had led to the divorce, Samuele didn’t know the full story.But in his heart, he was certain of one thing—It had to be Luciano’s fault.Because Rosa… she had been nothing but
Rosa turned to face him, her expression unreadable. “I don’t have anything left to stay for.”Samuele swallowed hard, taking a tentative step closer. “You just reclaimed your father’s publishing house,” he said, desperation creeping into his voice. “Don’t you want to stay? To lead it back to success?”Rosa looked at him without a trace of emotion. “I have employees—capable people who can manage the business for me and report everything back.”“So... you’ve made up your mind?” he asked, his voice falling into an agonizing, dull hollow.“I came here with a clear intention to return,” she said, her tone flat and indifferent. “And now, it’s time.”He took another step toward her, as if trying to close the distance between their hearts. “But the situation has changed now. You can change your decision, Rosa,” he insisted, his voice trembling. “You can stay here and build a life with those who love and care for you—and Renzo. He will receive the best treatment available; I will personally en
The entire store went still.Heavy footsteps cut through the silence, each one deliberate… commanding.The polished black leather shoes that stopped just inches from her own came into Rosa’s tearful view first. Slowly, she lifted her lashes, her eyes tracing the tall, imposing frame before her. Bro
Yes, Laura had always been unkind—sharp-tongued, jealous, and possessive—but this level of hatred, and showing it so openly in public, was unexpected. Rosa wasn’t Luciano’s wife anymore. Laura was the one marrying him next month. So why did she still sound threatened? Why was she still this vicio
The car stopped beside her, and she startled when the door was suddenly flung open. Her instincts kicked in, and before she could run, a deep voice rumbled, “Get in.”Rosa blinked, glancing at the open door and then at him. He had removed his coat, loosened his tie, and rolled the sleeves of his wh
He leaned down, and she pressed her back against the door, trying to put space between them. But when he was that close, she simply turned her face away. Her frown deepened. She was in no mood to take his orders.“I’ll return the money to your account. Just let me go,” she said, her voice sharp.He







