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Author: Namiko Aris
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RUE

The morning feels different from the others I have known. There's a soothing calm to it. The morning isn't one that starts with a sharp burst. It slides beneath the door and softens the room gradually, and it feels like I am softly being lulled off from the bed by a host of clouds. It is weird, considering the conditions at hand. I open my eyes to the muted gold settling on the wooden ceiling, and for a moment, I forget where I am. Then I hear Alessandro breathing beside me, slow and steady, carrying the grounded calm he never seems to lose, and the memory returns like a weight settling gently into place.

Today is meant to be the day everything changes. The day I become a woman ready to defend myself.

I shift carefully, trying not to wake him, but he stirs the moment the blanket rustles. His arm immediately tightens around me before his awareness fully catches up, then he loosens his hold with a low exhale that tells me he has already accepted that the day has begun. I sit up slow
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  • Sold To The Ruthless Mafia Don   Ch 109

    RUEThe car ride to the studio feels like a silent judgment. The streets roll by in a blur of grey morning light, each building looking colder than the last. Alessandro sits beside me, one hand resting on my thigh, his thumb brushing slowly as if he is trying to tame the storm inside me. Matteo sits in the front seat with the driver, quiet for the first time since the planning started, his jaw locked so tightly I can see the vein running down his neck.I want to speak, to release even a single word, but I feel as though there is a rope tied around my neck. It feels like my voice box would shatter if I dared utter a word.When we arrive, the studio looks smaller than I imagined. Smaller, but sharp. Like a knife tucked in the corner of a room. There is a long hallway leading inside, and as we walk, I can hear the faint whisper of equipment being tested. Lights humming silently, and cameras blinking. Microphones are being clipped onto tables.My stomach twists.Matteo hands me the folder

  • Sold To The Ruthless Mafia Don   Ch 108

    RUEMatteo taps the folder again like it is a personal sin to him. “You need to go live. Morning broadcast. It has a wider reach, and it's the perfect timing. People are already bored of the rumors, so now is when they’re most willing to believe the truth if you hand it to them.”I stare at him. “Believe the truth? Matteo, these people do not know me. They have already picked the Vanilli sides. That is who they know.”“They picked the loudest side,” he replies. “So you need to be louder. At least, try to pull their attention towards you. Male heads swerve.”Alessandro drags a chair closer and sits beside me, leaning in until our shoulders touch. “You do not have to answer him now.”Matteo scoffs. “She actually has to.”“I do not,” I say, turning to glare at both of them. “I want to know the real plan. The one no one is saying out loud.”“This is the real plan,” Matteo insists. “Public clarity. Control the narrative. Stop letting your father-in-law write your story.”I shake my head. “

  • Sold To The Ruthless Mafia Don   Ch 107

    RUEThe atmosphere shifts so sharply it nearly cracks. Alessandro’s eyes darken, and I swear I feel Matteo quietly adjusting his invisible referee seat.“Disappointing?” I repeat, because apparently I’m now auditioning for the role of Most Confused Woman Alive. “I am disappointing to you?” I ask, yet again.Alessandro drags his hand down his face. “You’re planning a future where you’re not in my life. And you expect me to just sit here and nod along like some polite politician? What is this?"Matteo exhales loudly, almost theatrically. If he had a gavel, he’d be hanging on it.I lean forward. “I’m planning a future where you don’t destroy your life because of me. I’m thinking in a logical pattern. Someone has to do that right now.”His jaw ticks. “Logically? Logically, my father is trying to end my wife's life! Rationally, he’s trying to humiliate you publicly so he can manipulate me privately. Rationally, if you leave, he wins.”“And if you stay with me, you lose!” I shoot back. “Yo

  • Sold To The Ruthless Mafia Don   Ch 106

    RUEThe sound of my phone beeping pulls my attention. I walk off the table and towards the side bar. I have no friends. My father wouldn't call me now, and I am as sure as hell that my father-in-law has no intentions of direct communications with me. Who could it be?I can feel both Matteo's and Alessandro's eyes on me, as I pick up the phone.As soon as I see it, a smile crawls up my face.“Who is it?” Alessandro's voice pulls me back to reality.I turn to him, “It's Claire.” I say, waving the phone.“Ignore it.” The smile fades off. “Why? She's one of us.”He cranes his neck slightly. “Do you see her here?”I look around, knowing the answer already, “No.”“That means she's not one of us now.”I wrap my arms over my chest. “It's Claire. I thought you trusted her.”He gets off the chair and closes the gap between us. “On a normal day, I trust her.” He says, touching my arm, “but on days like this, the only people I trust are those on a direct payroll and the both of you.”“What abou

  • Sold To The Ruthless Mafia Don   Ch 105

    RUEThe tension in the room folds the moment Matteo says the words. I have known for a while that it was coming, but hearing the first order out loud from someone different is entirely different…The day war begins. My life might have changed or switched up in the last few days, but this is an even bigger switch up. There is a particular heaviness that comes with knowing you are no longer simply running or surviving, but standing in front of a line you cannot avoid. You have to fight. Kill or be killed.My fingers tighten around the recorder. The heaviness I feel in my palm is absurd. It is barely heavier than a lemon, yet somehow it feels like an iron brand.Alessandro gives me a look I find hard to interpret. It is not pride, although I can see there's something close to it lingering behind those eyes. It is not fear either, but the shadow of something sharper.“Rue,” he says quietly, “I need you to listen closely.”I do. I listen the way a child listens to its mother when important

  • Sold To The Ruthless Mafia Don   Ch 104

    RUEAlessandro lifts his head slightly from the pillow. I can see the shift in his expression the moment my question sinks in. His eyelids press on each other, and there's a frown on his face.I want to ask if he heard me, just to prompt a response, but I can see he is thinking deeply. It takes him an even longer time before he pulls up a response. Instead, he tightens his grip around my fingers, almost like he wants to steady both of us before speaking.“Rue,” he says, voice low, “your father is not as exposed as you think. He is safe where he is.”I turn to face him completely. “You do not know him like I do. He is predictable. Kind. Too trusting. If your father decides to punish me through him, my father will not even see it coming. He will readily walk into the open trap. The man is drunk half the time he is alive. The other half? He's asleep. He's not the sharpest tool in the box.”Alessandro sits up and rests his back against the headboard. His hand is still holding mine, altho

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