MasukNora went to the dining room early the next morning for a cup of fresh coffee. She wanted quiet—just a few minutes where she didn’t have to think about Adriano, his confusing actions, or the tension filling the house. She poured herself a cup, sat at the long table, and took a slow sip. The warm taste helped settle her thoughts. She planned to finish her coffee quickly and leave before anyone else came in.She didn’t hear footsteps until Alice sat beside her.The chair scraped lightly, and Nora looked up. The same cold, flawless face from yesterday greeted her. Alice was dressed perfectly again, with a polite smile that never reached her eyes.“Enjoying your morning?” Alice asked, crossing her legs with practiced grace.Nora didn’t answer. She lifted her cup and drank.Alice’s smile sharpened. “I hope you’re not getting too comfortable here.”Still, Nora stayed silent.Alice let out a small, amused laugh. “You won’t be here for long. Adriano loses interest quickly. He always has.”Nor
The mansion felt tense that morning. Nora moved quietly through the hallways, trying to stay away from Adriano after everything that happened. She still remembered the cold words she overheard, the ones that proved he didn’t save her out of care but out of strategy. The memory bothered her more than she wanted to admit, so she kept her distance and focused on keeping her heart steady.She was heading down the stairs when she heard a woman’s voice drifting from the living room. The tone was soft, confident, and too comfortable for a stranger. Nora slowed her steps and looked toward the open doorway.A beautiful woman stood beside Adriano. She wore a fitted cream dress and gold earrings that caught the light when she moved. Her smile was warm, but her posture showed she was used to attention. She placed her hand lightly on Adriano’s arm while speaking to him.Nora didn’t need anyone to introduce her.This was Alice—the ex-fiancée.Alice’s gaze slid toward Nora the moment she appeared at
The drive back from the board meeting was quiet. Nora kept glancing at Adriano’s shoulder, where the bullet had hit him. His suit was soaked with blood, and every bump on the road made him wince, but he stayed silent. He sat straight, refusing to show pain, even though his jaw was tight and his breathing was different. Nora sat beside him, feeling something she hated—guilt. She didn’t want to care if he hurt. She didn’t want to feel anything for a man who destroyed her family. But she saw him take a bullet that was meant for her. She saw the way he stepped in front of her without thinking. That image refused to leave her mind.“Let’s go to the hospital,” she said quietly.“No.” His voice was low.“You’re bleeding, Adriano,” she insisted. “You need a doctor.”“We’re going home,” he said firmly.Nora looked at him, confused. “Why? You could pass out. You could—”“I said we’re going home.”His tone ended the conversation. Nora pressed her lips together and looked out the window, trying t
Nora woke up early the next morning, confused for a moment about where she was. Then the memories hit her—her parents, Max taken, the contract she signed with shaking hands. The reality of Adriano Greco’s world pressed on her chest like a weight she couldn’t escape.A knock came, and the door opened before she even answered. Troy, Adriano’s right-hand man, stepped in with two maids behind him. They carried trays filled with a fancy breakfast and a long white box tied with a ribbon.“Boss wants you to eat,” Troy said. “And this dress is for you.”“What is the dress for?” she asked.“Mr. Adriano’s orders,” he replied simply, then left with the maids.Nora looked at the breakfast but felt nothing except a knot in her stomach. She kept replaying her promise—I will destroy him. She didn’t want his food. She didn’t want his gifts.The door suddenly opened again, this time without a knock. Adriano walked in as if the room belonged to him. Nora froze, but she quickly found her voice.Do you h
A few days passed, but the pain inside Nora didn’t fade even a little. It stayed sharp, like a knife turning slowly in her chest. Sleep refused to come. Food tasted like nothing. Every time she closed her eyes, she saw them again—her parents on the floor and Max being dragged away.Those images clung to her like shadows she couldn’t escape.She stood in her parents’ empty bedroom, the air heavy with silence. She walked to the dresser and picked up their family picture. Her mom was smiling, her dad looked proud, and Max had his usual playful grin.Nora pressed her hand against the glass, her fingers trembling.“I swear,” she whispered into the room, her voice shaking. “I will make Adriano Greco pay. I will avenge both of you. I won’t rest until I destroy him for what he did.”The words tasted like truth and fire. They kept her standing when grief tried to pull her down.The next morning, she found herself staring at the card Adriano had dropped on the floor. She didn’t want to touch
Adriano Greco stood inside the Dalton mansion with six of his men behind him. The house was quiet, the kind of quiet that comes before something terrible happens. Mr. James Dalton stood across from him, his face pale, his hands shaking even though he tried to hide it. Adriano looked around the room slowly, his eyes fixed on the man he had hated for most of his life.“You thought I wouldn’t find you,” he said, his voice calm but sharp. “But everything you took from me… I’m here to collect it back.”Mr. Dalton swallowed hard. “Adriano, listen to me—”“No,” Adriano cut in. “You killed my parents. You made me suffer. And now I’m taking everything that belongs to you.”Mr. Dalton raised his hands slightly, trying to defend himself. “It’s not what you think. That night—what you saw—it wasn’t the—Adriano’s jaw tightened. “I saw enough.”Mr. Dalton’s voice cracked. “Adriano, don’t do this.”Adriano didn’t blink. “I was there. I watched you destroy my family. I watched you point a gun at my







