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11: The Crumbling Castle

作者: Dark Gold
last update 公開日: 2026-04-05 07:52:33

Marco Mancini

I walked into my penthouse, feeling like a king. The door clicked shut behind me, blocking out the noise of the city. I loosened my tie and let out a long, satisfied breath. Viviana Marino was exactly what I needed. She was beautiful, incredibly rich, and, best of all, interested in me. I could see it in her eyes across the restaurant table.

"Where have you been?"

The angry voice cut through the quiet luxury of the penthouse. I stopped taking off my jacket and looked toward the l
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  • Revenge Is Mine    11: The Crumbling Castle

    Marco ManciniI walked into my penthouse, feeling like a king. The door clicked shut behind me, blocking out the noise of the city. I loosened my tie and let out a long, satisfied breath. Viviana Marino was exactly what I needed. She was beautiful, incredibly rich, and, best of all, interested in me. I could see it in her eyes across the restaurant table. "Where have you been?"The angry voice cut through the quiet luxury of the penthouse. I stopped taking off my jacket and looked toward the living room.Alesia was sitting on the sofa. She was wearing a short robe and holding a half-empty glass of wine. Her makeup was slightly smeared, and her eyes were glaring at me with pure venom."I was at a business dinner, Alesia," I said walking over to the bar to pour myself a drink. "I told you this morning.""A business dinner that lasted until midnight?" she snapped, standing up. She walked over to me, her bare feet slapping against the floor. "I called you six times, Marco! Six times! You

  • Revenge Is Mine    10: The Sweating Rat

    Chiara MorettiI opened my eyes. The morning sun was bright, shining through the large glass windows of my bedroom. My thoughts went straight back to the underground bunker. I stared at the white ceiling, I waited for the panic to hit me about everything that happened the previous night, I waited for the tears to come, or for my stomach to turn sick like it used to do but nothing happened. My heart was beating at a slow, normal pace. My breathing was completely calm.I pressed my hand against my chest. What is wrong with me? I wondered in the silence. A normal woman would be deeply traumatized, would run as far away as possible from a man who could break fingers without even blinking. I realized just how broken I truly was.Marco did not just burn my skin two years ago. He burned away the soft, gentle parts of my soul. He killed the innocent Chiara who used to cry over little things and believe in true love.I rolled over and reached for my phone on the nightstand. The screen lit up,

  • Revenge Is Mine    9: Into the Dark

    Chiara MorettiAlessandro stared down at me, his jaw tight. "You say that now," he said, and took a step toward me. "But you do not understand what you are asking for, Chiara. The mafia world is not a boardroom. It is not about signing papers or making smart investments. It is a world built on blood, loyalty, and extreme violence. It is filled with people who will not hesitate to cut your throat just to send a message."He pointed a finger toward the large glass windows, gesturing to the city outside. "I created a perfectly safe space for you," he continued, "Viviana Marino is a shield. She is a wealthy, untouchable CEO. You can stay in that beautiful corner office. You can focus on running the company, managing the legitimate numbers, and letting me handle Marco and his mafia friends in the shadows. You do not have to touch the dirt."I shook my head immediately. "No."Alessandro's eyes narrowed. "No?""That is not the life I want," I told him, "For two years, I hid in a hospital be

  • Revenge Is Mine    8: Point Of No Return

    Chiara Moretti Alesia stood in the middle of my office, her chest heaving as she glared at me. Her face was red with anger, and her hands were curled into tight fists at her sides. I looked at her calmly, my hands folded neatly on my desk. "Can I help you?" I asked again, my voice perfectly smooth. That calm tone only made her angrier. Alesia stepped closer to my desk, leaning over it like a wild animal ready to attack. "Don't play dumb with me, Viviana," she spat, her voice shaking with rage. "I know exactly who you are and what you are trying to do. You think you are so smart, coming into town with your money and your fancy dresses. But I know women like you. You are just a slut using a fake business deal as a cover-up to steal my man!" I didn't blink or move. I just watched her unravel. "You think fifty million euros gives you a free pass?" Alesia screamed, her voice echoing off the glass walls of my office. "If you were really such a great businesswoman, your name would be eve

  • Revenge Is Mine    7: The Ugly Truth

    Chiara Moretti The drive back to the estate felt much longer than the drive to the restaurant. I sat in the backseat, staring out at the passing streetlights. My heart was still beating fast, a mixture of adrenaline and pure exhaustion. I had sat across from the man who ruined my life, and I had played him perfectly. When the car finally pulled up to Alessandro's grand mansion, the front doors were already being opened by the guards. I stepped inside the massive foyer, taking a deep breath of the familiar, clean scent of the house. It felt safe here. I walked toward the main living room, expecting the house to be empty and asleep, but a warm light was glowing from the study. I walked to the open doorway and stopped. Alessandro was sitting in his large armchair. He had a glass of liquor in one hand and a book in the other. The fire was slowly burning in the fireplace, he looked up the moment my heels clicked against the floor. "You are back," he said, his voice deep and calm. He cl

  • Revenge Is Mine    6: The Trap is Set

    Chiara Moretti The restaurant Alessandro chose for dinner was called L'Aura. It was the most expensive and private dining spot in the entire city. It was the kind of place where billionaires made deals behind velvet curtains and doors. I sat in the back of the car, looking out the window as the driver pulled up to the entrance. My heart beat a little faster. I looked down at my hands. They were trembling just a little bit. I took a deep breath to steady myself, pulling the cold, calculated persona of Viviana Marino around me. I was wearing a dark emerald green dress. It was silk, elegant, and it screamed quiet wealth. Alessandro had chosen it for me. He told me green was the color of money and envy, and tonight, I was going to make Marco feel both. The driver opened the door, and I stepped out into the cool night air. I held my head high and walked inside. The hostess smiled at me immediately. "Good evening. Do you have a reservation?" she asked politely. "I am meeting someone," I

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