MasukChapter 109|| VINCENZO's POV ||I couldn’t stop staring at her.Sancia stood there, trembling slightly, her hand protectively over her stomach—their words echoing in my head:I’m pregnant. You’re going to be a father.A father.My throat tightened painfully, emotion crashing over me so fast it almost knocked the air from my lungs. My heart felt like it was beating everywhere at once—in my chest, in my ears, in my hands. I blinked hard, trying to hold it together, but the tears welled up anyway.I stepped closer to her, barely breathing. My fingers brushed her cheek, so softly, like I was afraid she might vanish if I touched her too roughly."You… you're carrying our child," I whispered hoarsely.She nodded, smiling even though her eyes were wet too.A broken laugh slipped from my chest, and before I knew it, I was pulling her into my arms, burying my face into her shoulder. I didn’t care that everyone was watching. I didn’t care about anything except the miracle standing in front of
Chapter 108|| SANCIA's POV ||The murmurs hadn’t died down yet. Even as Vincenzo and I stood at the center of the chaos, with Kayla storming away, her voice kept carrying over the stunned crowd.“She’s barren!” Kayla screeched, her face red with rage. “She’s useless! She can’t even carry a child! How can the empire survive with someone like her as the daughter-in-law?”I stiffened Vincenzo’s arms. My heart twisted painfully—not because I believed her, but because every word was designed to humiliate me in front of the very people Vincenzo fought so hard to protect.I opened my mouth to speak, but before I could, a sharp crack echoed through the hall.Everyone gasped.Valeria stood a few feet away from Kayla, her palm still raised from the force of the slap she had just landed. Kayla stumbled back, clutching her cheek, her eyes wide in disbelief.Valeria’s voice cut through the silence, sharp and merciless."That's enough, Kayla," she said icily. "You've already humiliated yourself en
Chapter 107|| SANCIA'S POV ||The doors slammed open with a loud bang, the echo silencing every voice in the hall. I stumbled slightly as Valeria supported me, my body still weak from days of captivity, but my heart surged when I saw him—Vincenzo.There he stood on the grand stage, dressed in a sleek black suit, the golden embroidery of the old family crest barely visible against his chest. His head whipped around at the noise, his dark eyes searching desperately—and then he saw me.Our eyes locked.My heart broke all over again as I whispered, tears slipping down my face, “Vincenzo…”His lips parted in disbelief. He looked like he was seeing a ghost. For a heartbeat, neither of us moved. The world had fallen away—no crowd, no altar, no looming disaster. Just us.Then Kayla turned.She saw me and let out a shriek, loud enough to pierce through the heavy silence of the wedding hall.“NO!” she screamed. “No, no, no! This isn’t happening! This witch is ruining everything again!”I flinc
Chapter 106|| SANCIA'S POV ||A Few Hours Ago...The cold air hit my face the moment the doors burst open. I blinked against the sudden light, dazed, unsure if I was dreaming. One second I was slumped against a wall in that godforsaken warehouse, and the next—gunfire. Voices. Chaos.“Sancia!”That voice—I knew it like the rhythm of my heartbeat.“Valeria?” I croaked, barely able to lift my head.She rushed toward me, flanked by men in black. Behind them, a taller figure moved with royal stiffness. My limbs trembled, but I still tried to crawl back, uncertain if this was real or just another hallucination.“It's okay, it’s okay. You're safe now,” Valeria said, kneeling beside me and brushing the hair from my face.“W-What… how—?”“No time,” she muttered. “Leonard, help me lift her.”Leonard?I blinked harder, squinting at the man approaching from the shadows. I knew that face. The sharp jawline, the regal eyes—it was him. The prince Valeria had run from. The man she said she’d never r
Chapter 105|| VINCENZO's POV ||The mirror didn’t reflect a groom. It reflected a hollowed man in a tuxedo, a man whose eyes carried the weight of defeat. My hands were cold despite the spring warmth outside. They trembled when I tried to adjust my cufflinks, a task I’d never failed before. Today, even the smallest things mocked me.Sancia… I’m sorry.I whispered it inside my mind like a prayer, as if she could hear me across the void where my love for her bled dry with every passing hour. I had done everything to find her. Every connection, every favor, every ounce of strength—and still, my grandfather stayed one step ahead. She was gone. And now, I was about to marry someone else under the guise of duty and betrayal.The music outside began. The guests had gathered. I could hear Kayla’s high-pitched laughter echoing beyond the walls. It was almost cruel. As if the world was cheering for my collapse.I stepped out of the room and began the walk down the long marbled corridor toward
Chapter 104|| VINCENZO's POV ||I stood stiffly, arms crossed, as Kayla twirled in front of the mirror in a white dress covered in delicate lace. She beamed, waiting for my reaction.“It’s beautiful,” I said, my voice hollow.She pouted. “That’s all I get? No smile?”I forced one, just enough to ease the tension. “You’ll look like a queen.”She giggled and turned back to the mirror, lost in the dream of a wedding that felt more like a transaction than a celebration.My phone buzzed in my pocket.I stepped away, glad for the excuse. “Give me a second.”The moment I saw the name on the screen—Dario—I knew it wasn’t good.“What?” I barked, already pushing open the boutique door.“They found the trucks,” Dario said quickly. “Police have them surrounded near the east docks. Someone tipped them off.”My heart thudded. “What?”“They’re going through everything. Shipping manifests, fuel cargo, everything. If they dig deeper, we’re screwed.”“I’m on my way,” I said and ended the call.I didn’







