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MATT'S WARNING

Author: Adeyiga Adejoke
last update Last Updated: 2025-12-04 19:10:21

The drive back to the estate felt endless, suffocating in its silence;

I sat in the backseat with my hands trembling in my lap, replaying everything that had just happened—the boutique, the men, the guns, the devastating truth.

Luca was a king, a mafia king.

I glanced at him sitting beside me, his jaw clenched tight, his eyes fixed on something beyond the windshield; he hadn't spoken a word since we left the boutique, and neither had I—what was there to say?

What words could possibly make sense of this nightmare?

Riccardo drove without uttering a sound, his eyes occasionally flicking to the rearview mirror as if expecting danger to materialize behind us; the tension in the car was thick enough to choke on, pressing down on my chest until I could barely breathe.

Tommaso drove behind us alone.

When we finally pulled up to the estate, Luca stepped out first and extended his hand toward me; I stared at it for a long moment before taking it, my fingers cold and trembling against
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  • STOLEN BY THE DON   I DECIDE

    "Because somewhere along the way, it stopped being about her and started being about you," Luca admitted, the confession tearing from him. "Because the real you, the one who fights and survives and refuses to be broken—she's more compelling, more extraordinary than any fantasy I've been chasing." "That's not fair," Sienna whispered, wrapping her arms around herself. "You don't get to destroy my life chasing someone else and then decide you want me instead, as if that makes any of this acceptable." "I know it's not fair," Luca said. "Nothing about this is fair; I've committed unforgivable acts, destroyed your freedom, traumatized you in ways I'm only beginning to understand—and there's no redemption for that, no way to make it right." "Then let me go," Sienna said, though her voice lacked the conviction it once had. "Give me my life back, let me leave and pretend this nightmare never happened." "I will," Luca said, surprising her. "If that's truly what you want, after you've s

  • STOLEN BY THE DON   THE CONFRONTATION

    Luca didn't sleep that night; he paced his study until dawn, the files spread across his desk like evidence at a trial, photographs of two identical faces staring up at him—one shaped by privilege, one carved by survival. The scar on Sienna's wrist haunted him; such a small mark, barely visible unless you knew to look for it, but it carried the weight of a desperate twelve-year-old's attempt to escape pain the only way she thought possible. Serena wouldn't have that scar; Serena Marchesi, raised in wealth and comfort, would have unmarked skin, unblemished by the kind of desperation that drove children to such dark choices. It was proof, undeniable and devastating, that the woman he'd been holding wasn't the girl from his idealized memories; but more than that, it was proof that she'd survived horrors his privileged Serena would never have faced. As sunrise painted the sky in shades of gold and crimson, Luca made a decision; he needed to confront this properly, needed to hear f

  • STOLEN BY THE DON   THE WOMAN YOU TRULY ARE

    Don't," she cut him off, pressing her forehead against the window. "Don't try to make this better, don't tell me it's not her fault, don't give me platitudes about how life isn't fair; I know it's not fair—I've known that since I was old enough to understand that other children had parents and homes while I had nothing."Luca stood, moving closer but not touching her. "You have every right to be angry, to feel betrayed by circumstances beyond anyone's control.""Beyond control?" Sienna whirled to face him. "Someone made the decision to separate us, Luca; someone decided that keeping twins together wasn't important, that it was fine to split us up and let us grow up alone; someone adopted her and not me, chose one face over the identical one—how is any of that beyond control?""You're right," Luca acknowledged. "The system failed you, failed both of you in different ways; but Sienna, Serena didn't choose any of this either—she was nine months old when she was adopted, had no say in the

  • STOLEN BY THE DON   THE TRUTH CRACKS

    Luca drove back to the estate in silence, the weight of Matteo's revelations pressing down on him like a physical force; the files sat on the passenger seat, containing truths that would shatter Sienna's world—and possibly whatever fragile connection had begun to develop between them.Twin sisters, separated at birth, living parallel lives without knowing the other existed; one raised in wealth and privilege, the other surviving hell in the foster system—and he'd kidnapped the wrong one while searching for a ghost.By the time he pulled through the gates, darkness had fallen completely; the estate was lit from within, warm light spilling from windows that somehow made the place look less like a prison and more like a home.He sat in the car for several minutes, staring at the files, trying to find the right words to explain the unexplainable; how did you tell someone their entire understanding of themselves was incomplete, that there was an identical stranger living a completely diffe

  • STOLEN BY THE DON   I PROMISE

    "Close the door," Matteo said quietly. "And sit down; you're going to want to be sitting for this." "How is that possible?" Luca demanded. "How could they not know?" "Closed adoption, sealed records, a system that didn't track siblings properly back then," Matteo explained. "The Marchesis wanted Serena to be completely theirs, with no connection to her past; and Sienna was never told because the foster system either didn't know or didn't care to inform her." Luca sank back into his chair, his mind struggling to comprehend the magnitude of this revelation. "So somewhere in this city, there's a woman who looks exactly like Sienna, who has the same DNA, the same birthday—but they've lived completely parallel lives without any knowledge of each other." "Until six months ago, yes," Matteo said. "But then Stephano Marchesi died—sudden heart attack; after his death, his brother Carlo took over guardianship of Serena and Ginevra, brought them both into his household in Milan." "Carl

  • STOLEN BY THE DON   SECRETS OF THE PAST

    Luca arrived at Matteo's office in fifteen minutes, driving himself instead of waiting for his usual driver; something in his oldest friend's tone had set off alarm bells, had made the twenty-minute wait feel impossible. He took the stairs two at a time, bypassing the elevator, his mind racing through possibilities; what could Matteo have found that required an in-person conversation? What truth was so devastating it couldn't be shared over a secure phone line? Luca did as instructed, noting the careful way Matteo had organized everything, as if preparing for a presentation that would require evidence, proof of claims too extraordinary to believe without documentation. "Just tell me," Luca said, his patience already frayed. "Whatever you found, whatever the truth is—I need to know." "The woman you have at the estate—Sienna—she's not who you thought she was," Matteo began carefully. "But the truth is far more complicated than a simple case of mistaken identity." He pushed for

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