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Chapter 108
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OWNED BY THE ENEMY: His Dark Claim Chapter 111
Victor’s POV Watching Alessandro Vitale stand there—cornered, questioned, stripped of the reverence he once wore so effortlessly—was worth every calculated step it took to get us here. Yes. This was my doing. Not entirely, of course. Alessandro had been unraveling himself for months. All I did was tug at the loose threads and let the La Camorra see what I’d always known: a Don who let sentiment cloud judgment was a liability. I learned back slightly, arms folded, as Don Vittorio laid out the accusations. I didn't need to speak. I didn't need to add fuel to the fire. The room was already burning, and Alessandro was standing right in the middle of it. Humiliated. Measured. Found wanting. The irony tastes sweet. For years, he'd walked through these halls as he belonged to them by birthright alone—the golden son. The heir everyone assumed would rise effortlessly into power just because his father once ruled with an iron hand. But iron rusts. And sons don't always
OWNED BY THE ENEMY: His Dark Claim Chapter 110
Amara’s POV The house had never felt this quiet before. Not the peaceful kind of quiet—the one that settles after rain or before sleep—but the kind that presses against your ears, heavy and wrong, like it’s waiting for something to break it. I sat on the edge of the bed Alessandro had helped me into barely an hour ago, my fingers twisted in my lap. The room still smelled faintly of antiseptic and clean sheets, a reminder that I had only just returned from the hospital. My wrist throbbed beneath the fresh bandage, a dull ache that pulsed in time with my heartbeat. But it wasn't the pain that kept me tense. It was him. Alessandro had left for the La Camorra meeting with a calm smile that didn’t reach his eyes. He had kissed my forehead, told me to rest, and promised he'd be back soon. Soon, it had stretched into something uncomfortable. I tried to read, I tried to sleep. I even tried to convince myself I was imagining the tightness in my chest. I wasn't. The house fel
OWNED BY THE ENEMY: His Dark Claim Chapter 109
Alesdandro’s POV Don Vittorio didn’t waste a second. The moment everyone settled and the murmurs died, he leaned forward, planted both hands flat on the table, and let his sharp grating voice cut through the hall like a blade. “Since we are all here,” he began, “let us speak plainly.” He didn’t bother with greeting, protocol, or. The usual meaningless opening statements. He never liked the Vitale—never liked my father, never liked me, never liked the fact that the Vitale name held more power in Italy than his own family ever could. But today? He wasn’t bidding the hatred anymore. His eyes locked onto me with open disdain. “We have unresolved matters,” he continued, “regarding promises made… and never honored.” A ripple of interest spread across the table. Men leaned closer. Watching. Waiting. He lifted a sheet of paper—no doubt for theatrics—and waved it once. “Months ago,” he said, “a client filed a complaint about a missing delivery. A high-value package entruste
OWNED BY THE ENEMY: His Dark Claim Chapter 108
Alessandro’s POV Morning light hit the hospital windows too softly for the night we’d just survived. Amara walked beside me slowly, her hand curled into mine, her steps careful—like her body still remembered the fear even though the danger had passed. I kept a steady pace, not rushing her, not letting go. Every few seconds I glanced at her, just to make sure she was really there, breathing, alive. When we reached the car, I opened the door for her. She sank into the seat like she was stepping into safety itself. And maybe she was. I drove with one hand on the wheel, the other covering her thigh—not for possession, but reassurance. Her fingers found my wrist and held there quietly. Neither of us spoke. She stared out the window, a mixture of exhaustion, relief, and unspoken fear flickering through her eyes. I didn’t push her. Last night had carved something deep into both of us. When we finally reached the villa, the air felt different—too still, too quiet. As if the hous
OWNED BY THE ENEMY: His Dark Claim Chapter 107
Victor’s POV I knew this day would come. A day when Alessandro Vitale would finally grow tired of Don Francesco’s demands… tired of carrying the weight of an alliance he never wanted. I just didn’t expect it to take him this long to realize it. But late or not, the timing doesn’t matter. What matters is that Alessandro has finally done the one thing I’ve been waiting for— he opened a crack in the foundation of his world. And all I have to do now is widen it. Because I know Don Francesco. He does not forget humiliation. He does not forgive disrespect. And he damn sure will not sit quietly after being insulted in his own home. He will retaliate—he always does. And I will be there to help him do it. Not out of loyalty. Not out of respect. But because I have been waiting—aching—for a chance to destroy Alessandro for a long, long time. A man who never tries, yet somehow always wins. A man who walks into a room and commands attention without lifting a finger.
OWNED BY THE ENEMY: His Dark Claim Chapter 106
Ginevra’s POV The taxi ride home felt like a humiliation tattooed into my skin. I replayed Alessandro’s voice again and again—cold, flat, dismissive. Find your own way home. I don’t care how you do it. He had never spoken to me like that. Not even in our worst fights. Not even when I pushed him too far, today, he hadn’t raised his voice; he had simply… cut me off. When I reached the villa, still fuming and shaken, I barely made it through the door before Matilde cornered me. “Signorina,” she whispered urgently, eyes wide, “it's Amara. She tried to hurt herslef—and then she left.” My heart stuttered. “What?” “And Signor Alessandro… he went after her.” Of course he did. Of course, he would throw everything aside for Amara. He always did. But I was never stupid. I'd prepared for a moment like this months ago. While my hands trembled, my mind sharpened. I grabbed my phone and opened the private tracking app I’d installed myself—the one linked to the small tracker tu
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