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Chapter 15: The First Kiss

Author: Anne Garcezz
last update publish date: 2026-10-08 08:18:18
The following week passed like a dream from which Sofia couldn't wake. She continued to read in the library, to pray in her room, to walk through the mansion's corridors with the strange feeling that she was being watched, not by cameras or security guards, but by Tony. He didn't bother her, didn't try to get close. He was just there. In the small gestures: a fresh flower on the breakfast table, a new book left in her favorite chair in the library, the chef preparing the dishes she had mentioned
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    The days that followed the walk through the city were the lightest since Sofia arrived at the mansion.She and Tony established a silent routine. Breakfast together, he reading the newspaper, she flipping through a book. Afternoons on the terrace, among the olive trees, talking about everything and nothing. Nights in the library, each in their own armchair, reading in silence, but aware of each other's presence.Sofia began to forget she was a prisoner. She began to forget the walls, the debt, the fear. She began to forget that Tony Marino was a mobster.That was why the shock was so violent.That afternoon, Sofia was coming down the stairs toward the library when she heard voices. Raised voices, charged with tension. She stopped in the middle of the corridor, her heart racing."You think you can deceive me?" Tony's voice was cold, sharp as a blade. "You think I don't know what you did?"Sofia should have turned back. Should have gone upstairs, gone to her room, pretended she hadn't h

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  • Six months with the devil   Chapter 15: The First Kiss

    The following week passed like a dream from which Sofia couldn't wake. She continued to read in the library, to pray in her room, to walk through the mansion's corridors with the strange feeling that she was being watched, not by cameras or security guards, but by Tony. He didn't bother her, didn't try to get close. He was just there. In the small gestures: a fresh flower on the breakfast table, a new book left in her favorite chair in the library, the chef preparing the dishes she had mentioned she liked.It was a silent, patient, almost respectful courtship, and that frightened her more than any threat. Tony also took her to the olive garden every afternoon. It was the only place where he seemed truly at ease, where his armor fell away and he became just a man, speaking of his grandmother, his childhood, his regrets. Sofia listened in silence, responding with stories of the convent, of the peace she had found in prayer, of the fears she had faced when leaving the world.That afternoo

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    Three days had passed since Sofia discovered the library, and it had become her refuge. Every morning, after breakfast, she climbed the stairs and lost herself among the shelves, reading about saints and sinners, about empires that crumbled and loves that survived time. It was the only place in the mansion where she didn't feel like a prisoner.Tony watched her from afar. He didn't bother her, didn't try to make conversation. He just appeared at the library door now and then, as if wanting to confirm she was still there, and then disappeared. There was something almost tender in that silent vigilance, and Sofia hated the fact that, little by little, she was beginning to get used to it.That morning, however, Tony didn't appear at the library. Instead, it was Lena who came to fetch her, with a mysterious smile on her lips."Mr. Marino asks that you meet him on the terrace, miss."Sofia frowned."Terrace?""Yes. On the top floor. He said he has something to show you."Sofia hesitated. T

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