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“Chiara!” Vittoria screamed in horror. Seeing her daughter slapped by a woman they had deemed a piece of trash for years—a girl they had terrorized and treated like dirt—was a shock that turned Vittoria's world upside down. “You… you will pay for this!” Vittoria gritted through her teeth, her eyes shooting lethal daggers at Rosa. She tightly held Chiara, whose eyes were stinging with tears of shock and pain as she desperately covered her throbbing cheek with her palm. “Shut the fuck up, both of you!” Rosa warned, completely discarding any semblance of respect or manners. Hell, these monsters didn't deserve an ounce of it from her. “Just because I have been silent all these years doesn't mean I forgot what you did to me. I can yell just as loud as you. I can tell everyone in this room about the cruelty, the betrayal, and the financial fraud your family inflicted on mine.” She stepped closer, her posture radiating absolute dominance. “The eviction notice was issued by the court becau
“Calm down, Lina, and tell me what's wrong,” Rosa requested, keeping her tone deliberately steady to counter the panic in the room. But Lina was trembling, completely unable to find her footing.“Ma’am, Mrs. Vittoria and Miss Chiara have just arrived,” Lina stammered, her voice low and terrified. “They are causing a massive scene downstairs. They are demanding to see you right now.”Lucy’s expression darkened instantly, her brow furrowing. “What the fuck are they doing here?” she hissed, her jaw tight with rage as she immediately turned toward the door to storm out.But Rosa stepped into her path. “Wait, Lucy. Let me handle it.”“No, Rosa, that's exactly what they want!” Lucy protested, refusing to budge. “They want you to walk out there so they can stress you out. I know how to deal with garbage like them.” Lucy’s eyes drifted instinctively down to Rosa’s stomach, a flicker of protectiveness crossing her face. She didn't want Rosa to endure a single ounce of stress right now. Rosa no
Rosa snapped her head up, staring at him in utter shock.Wasn't he being unnecessarily sweet? It was so completely out of character for him. Why was he suddenly trying to act like a doting husband who didn't make a single move without asking his wife first? They weren’t even a married couple anymore.But then Renzo looked up at her, showcasing the exact same dark blue eyes as his father, filled with that identical, hopeful plea.God, they both knew exactly how to manipulate her.She let out a defeated sigh and looked at her son. “Yes, sweetie, Daddy is coming.”“Yay!” Renzo squealed, bouncing in his seat, while Luciano bit back a victorious grin.
He understood from her sharp taunts that she was still deeply upset."Baby, are you still angry?" he whispered, falling into step right behind her. "It’s not good for our baby."Rosa took a deep breath, his reminder hitting home. He was right. The constant worry and stress weren't good for her pregnancy. She needed this baby to be perfectly healthy—not just for the pregnancy itself, but because this child was meant to be the savior cell match, a literal cure for Renzo. She needed both of her children to live long, healthy lives."Then stop annoying me," she snapped, not turning around."Okay. I am sorry, amore mio," he said softly.
Rosa was taken aback by his words. For a fleeting second, it felt as if time had stopped entirely, pulling her back to a past where she had desperately starved to hear these exact admissions from him.She remembered the agonizing days when his mother and girlfriend were forcing her to sign the divorce papers. Back then, she had secretly prayed he would break through the door, pull her into his arms, and tell her it was all a terrible misunderstanding—that she didn't have to leave. But he never showed up.Even at the airport, standing in the boarding line with her heart in her throat, she had looked back, wishing against hope that he would sprint through the terminal, stop her, and tell her he never wanted her to go. She had fantasized about him promising they would build a life together and grow old side by side. But he never came.And later, when she discovered she was pregnant, a fragile hope had flared up again. She had imagined him finding out, telling her he wanted her back, and
It was the very first time he had ever admitted it to her, and the confession caught Rosa completely off guard, rendering her silent for a stunned moment.“And that feeling terrified me—it was foreign, completely out of my control. I thought..." His throat tightened, the confession physically hurting him. "I thought sending you away was the only way to keep a grip on my own life. On my emotions."He looked at her, but her expression hadn't softened. Her brow remained furrowed, her lips pulled into a harsh scowl, making it clear she didn't believe a single word coming out of his mouth.He swallowed hard and pushed forward. "Yes, I wanted distance, but I never intended for you to go through that hell. I am sorry for what I did when I was younger, reckless, and angry. But I want to fix it now. In any way you want, let me make it up to you."She shook her head, the deep-seated hatred still burning bright in her eyes."Ha! You actually think I’m going to believe you?" she spat, a bitter la
Rosa glanced at the time on her phone after ending the call, then grabbed her bag. She told her manager she had to leave five minutes early due to an emergency, and he agreed. She quickly changed out of her uniform and back into the black knee-length dress she had worn that morning. Without wasting
“You look relaxed,” Reid remarked as he steered the car toward the office. The two friends had decided to ride together while Luciano gave Luca a few hours off, though Luca was still trailing them in another car. No matter how calm the day seemed, the Italian Don had a list of enemies miles long, a
Just as Luciano turned the corner, Rosa arrived at the other end of the hall. She saw his retreating back, but at that exact moment, Luciano turned around. Rosa froze.Pure, cold fear gripped her. She instinctively ducked against the wall, hiding behind a thick marble pillar. Luciano’s eyes swept th
The morning light in the hospital ward was clinical and cold, mocking the exhaustion deep in Rosa’s bones. She had spent the night in a plastic chair, her hand resting on Renzo’s small, rhythmic chest.When Lucy arrived, she looked far too energized for 7:00 AM. She was excited that Renzo was going







