LOGINAlessandro Moretti had a problem.A rather unusual one.He had woken up at six in the morning, showered, dressed, and prepared to leave for the office. His first meeting was scheduled for eight, followed by three others that required his personal attention.Everything was perfectly arranged.Except that his wife was still asleep.He stood beside the bed, looking at Isabella, who had curled herself beneath the duvet. A few strands of her brown hair covered her cheek, and her lips were slightly parted.He should leave.Instead, he sat on the edge of the mattress.He brushed the hair away from her face, careful not to wake her."Five more minutes," he whispered, though she hadn't asked for them.He stayed for twenty.When Isabella finally opened her eyes, she found him watching her."Good morning," she mumbled."Good morning, beautiful."Her cheeks turned pink."You haven't gone to work?""I was about to."She glanced at the clock. "It's almost seven.""I'm aware.""Then why are you sitti
Roberto Rossi had not slept.He sat on the edge of his bed, staring at his phone as though the device might suddenly come alive and deliver the punishment he had been expecting.Victor had promised consequences.He had given Roberto a deadline, demanded information, and made it clear that failure would not be tolerated.And Roberto had failed.He had not obtained anything from Isabella. He had not gained access to the Moretti Foundation's records. Worse, Alessandro had begun investigating the information he had already supplied.Roberto had expected Victor to call the previous evening.He hadn't.He expected him to call that morning.Still nothing.Downstairs, Claudia paced from one end of the sitting room to the other. Bianca sat on the sofa, her phone resting in her lap. Nobody had gone out since the previous night.Every time a vehicle slowed outside the house, Claudia rushed to the window."Has he called?" she asked for what felt like the tenth time.Roberto shook his head."Then
“Someone is going to have to convince her to cooperate.”Claudia stopped outside Roberto's study.She had been looking for her husband when she heard his voice. At first, she assumed he was speaking to one of his business associates. But when she heard Isabella's name, she slowed down.She pushed the door open.“Who are you talking about?”Roberto immediately ended the call.“Claudia. What are you doing here?”“What am I doing here? I live in this house, Roberto.”She glanced at the phone in his hand.“Who were you speaking to?”“Business.”“Don't give me that nonsense. I've been hearing you whispering on the phone for days. Bianca says Victor Salvatore is involved. Now I hear you mentioning Isabella again. What exactly is happening?”Roberto rubbed his forehead.“It's complicated.”“Then explain it.”He walked towards his desk.“I made a deal with Victor. He paid me for some information about Alessandro's business.”Claudia stared at him.“You did what?”“Keep your voice down.”“Have
Roberto stood by the window, watching the morning traffic pass below his office.He had received three calls from Victor since waking up.He hadn't answered any of them.His phone rang again.This time, he picked up.“I'm listening.”“You're running out of time, Roberto.”“I told you I need another day.”“You've had enough days.”Roberto swallowed.“I can give you information about the foundation.”Victor laughed softly.“I'm not interested in Elena Moretti's charity work. I want the information you promised me about Alessandro.”“I don't have access to his private business anymore.”“Then find someone who does.”“That's not as easy as you think.”Victor's voice turned cold.“Make it easy. I don't care how.”The call ended.Roberto dropped into his chair.He had thought the money Victor offered would solve his financial problems. Instead, he had become trapped in a situation he couldn't control.And now Alessandro was beginning to investigate.At the Moretti mansion, Isabella sat at t
Roberto had not slept.He sat in his study, staring at the message on Bianca's phone. The words kept repeating in his mind.Victor wants the information he promised. He has until Friday.He had known Victor was dangerous when he accepted the money. He simply hadn't expected the man to become so impatient.Bianca stood near the desk, arms folded.“What exactly did you promise him?”Roberto rubbed his face.“Information about Alessandro's business operations.”“What kind of information?”“His shipping schedules. Some meetings. A few business arrangements.”Bianca stared at him.“You gave his rival information about his business?”“I had no choice.”“You always have a choice, Father. You just choose whatever benefits you. Hope you don't sale me next”Roberto shot her an angry look.“Be careful how you speak to me.”Bianca ignored him.“And what happens if you don't give Victor what he wants?”Roberto didn't answer.She stepped closer.“Father?”“He'll expose me. And if Alessandro finds o
“Because I made a deal, Bianca. And if you know what's good for you, you'll stop asking questions.”Bianca stared at her father.“A deal with Victor Salvatore?”Roberto shoved the bank statement into a drawer.“Keep your voice down.”“Why? What exactly are you hiding?”“It's none of your business.”Bianca folded her arms.“Funny. When Isabella married Alessandro, you suddenly became interested in everything happening in her life. But now you're receiving money from Victor, and I'm supposed to mind my business?”Roberto glared at her.“I was trying to protect this family.”“By selling information about the Morettis?”His silence answered her.Bianca stepped back.“You're unbelievable.”“Don't pretend you're better than me. You enjoyed everything that happened to Isabella. You and your mother encouraged it.”“That's different!”“How?”Bianca opened her mouth but couldn't find an answer.Roberto rubbed his forehead.“Listen to me. I made a mistake, but I can still fix it. I need you to s







