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18: Just Maria
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2025-03-20 09:38:43Maria’s recovery had been smoother than expected. After a few days in the hospital, the doctors finally discharged her, much to Luca’s relief. He had arranged for a private nurse to check on her at home, ensuring she had everything she needed.
And for the first time since their engagement, he was home on time.Every evening, Luca would return early, making sure she ate, took her medications, and rested. He didn't hover, but he was there—always watching, always aware of her every move.Maria noticed it all.The way his fingers would brush against hers when he handed her a glass of water. The way his gaze lingered on her when she shifted on the couch. The way his arm would settle around her waist at night, as if he were afraid she’d disappear.He was trying.But she couldn’t forget the growing doubt in her chest.She didn’t pull away at first—she wasn’t sure why. Maybe because, for a brief moment, it was nice. The way he t
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THE PRICE FOR HIS NAME 102: When The Devil Unravels
Luca Avancii had faced death before.He had seen men beg for their lives. He had watched enemies fall at his feet, their blood staining his hands, their last breaths rattling in his ears like whispers from the abyss. He had been a man who had held the world in his grip, a man who made people quake at the mere mention of his name.But nothing—Nothing.Had ever felt as gut-wrenching, as soul-destroying—as this.His wife was missing.His heavily pregnant wife.Maria.The woman who carried his children.His fingers trembled as he clutched his phone, staring at the emergency alert that had flashed across his screen before going completely dead.Her beacon.Her fucking distress signal.It had only lasted three seconds before being cut off.Three seconds.That was all she had before she was taken.Gone.Ripped from him—again.Hi
THE PRICE FOR HIS NAME 101: The Calculated Game
The day had been going well. At least, Maria Avancii had thought so. She ruled her world with a perfect blend of precision, power, and control. Every room she entered, every decision she made, echoed the authority she’d earned, the empire she’d built. At A√ancii, she moved through the design floor like a storm in heels. The sharp flick of her eyes over fabric swatches, mood boards, and finished pieces left no room for imperfection. Each time her manicured fingers pointed at a sample, it was either approved or discarded without hesitation. She demanded excellence from everyone—and she got it. Then there was SpitFire Technologies. Maria strode through the sleek glass halls, cutting through inefficiency with a razor-sharp edge. A disrespectful employee? Fired on the spot. An inefficient meeting? Ended in minutes. Everywhere she went, people scrambled to keep up, trying to meet her expectations before she shatter
THE PRICE FOR HIS NAME 100: A Break In Silence
A week later, in the underground testing facility, history was being rewritten. Engines roared to life, the sound filling the cavernous space, but there was no distinct smell of gasoline. No telltale exhaust fumes to cloud the air. The only thing that lingered was the unmistakable hum of progress—a soft purr, steady and unrelenting. The SpitFire Dominion. The SpitFire Cerberus X. The SpitFire Phantom S. Three prototypes. Three legends in the making. All powered by water. Prototype H²O had once been an impossible dream—a fantasy that defied everything the automobile industry had relied on for over a century. It was the breakthrough that everyone thought couldn’t happen, and yet here they were, watching the impossible unfold before their eyes. The promise of a world without pollution, without the need for fossil fuels, was now real. One of the engine
THE PRICE FOR HIS NAME 99: A Slow Heartbeat
Maria lay back against the pillows, the cool gel of the ultrasound wand sending a chill across her skin, a sharp contrast to the warmth of Luca’s gaze that burned into her. He stood behind the doctor, his arms crossed, his expression stoic—always the protector, always watching. His presence alone was a quiet comfort. Her protector. Her husband. The soft, rhythmic sound of a heartbeat filled the room, steady and reassuring. Maria exhaled in relief, the tension in her shoulders slowly releasing. But then, the doctor’s brows furrowed slightly as he adjusted the probe. He glanced up, locking eyes with Luca. "Mr. Avancii, have you stopped smoking around your wife?" Luca stiffened, his jaw tightening. "I don’t smoke near her." The doctor didn’t seem convinced. "One of the twins' heartbeats is slightly slower than the other." Maria’s stomach dr
THE PRICE FOR HIS NAME 98: Temptation's Playground
The Starlight Majesty moved quietly through the dark water, its golden lights fading into the night.The party was over, but the feeling still lingered—champagne on lips, cigars in the air, perfume clinging to skin. It smelled like lust, like something unfinished.The music had stopped. The laughter had died down.But the need hadn’t.What started as a celebration had turned into something darker, something no one could pretend was innocent.One by one, the women left the deck with their men, slipping away from the noise and into the shadows.The night wasn’t over. Not even close.Aziel stood against the railing of the upper deck, his body caging Goodness in, their silhouettes swallowed by the dark. Her back arched against the cool wood, dress hiked indecently high, the night wind catching strands of her hair as her lips parted on a soft gasp.His hands gripped her waist like he was holding himself together by t
THE PRICE FOR HIS NAME 97: Diamonds On The Sea
The night wore on, stars scattered above them like spilled diamonds, while the music shifted from elegant jazz to something sultrier—low, heady beats that vibrated through the deck like a heartbeat. The kind of music that made people do impulsive, expensive things. The air was thick with the scent of saltwater and champagne, the sounds of laughter and clinking glasses mingling with the occasional sharp bark of an expensive heel tapping the marble floors.Maria had kicked off her heels and was now lounging barefoot, her feet resting in Luca’s lap after he’d returned from the poker table. His palm moved slowly along her calves, thumb pressing into the arch of her foot with quiet reverence, like a man discovering a hidden treasure, though the rest of the world might have considered her just another beautiful, wealthy woman.“You’re staring,” she said without opening her eyes, voice soft, laced with a teasing tone.“You’re glowing
THE PRICE FOR HIS NAME 96: The Starlight Majesty
The Starlight Majesty wasn’t just a yacht. It was a floating kingdom—opulent, ostentatious, and unapologetically obscene in its grandeur. It stretched across the sapphire sea like a gilded leviathan, glistening beneath the late afternoon sun, every inch designed to make the gods jealous. Gold-trimmed railings lined the upper decks, polished to such a shine they reflected the clouds. The marble floors inside were imported from Carrara, inlaid with rose-gold patterns that shimmered with every step. Overhead, handcrafted chandeliers dangled like captured constellations, each crystal sourced from remote mines and cut with surgical precision.The pool deck alone was bigger than some luxury resorts. An open-air lounge with temperature-controlled tiles, cascading waterfalls, and underwater speakers that played symphonies composed exclusively for the owners. Even the bar—curved, multi-tiered, made from fossilized wood—was stocked wi
THE PRICE FOR HIS NAME 95: A Frightening Complication
The estate was still. Outside, the distant city lights flickered like dying embers, swallowed by the weight of the night. A quiet breeze rustled the trees beyond the tall gates, but the sound was faint, muffled by thick curtains drawn across the windows. Inside, the bedroom was wrapped in an almost sacred hush—the kind that settled over a house holding something fragile. The kind of silence that clung to the walls, heavy with the weight of everything that could go wrong.The room was dim, lit only by the faint golden glow of a bedside lamp. It cast gentle shadows over the ornate furniture, softened the sharp corners, and made the world seem smaller, safer.And in the middle of it all, Luca held Maria the way he always did—like she was his entire world. His arms were wrapped over her belly, protective and reverent, cradling not just her but the life they had created together. She was warm against his chest, her breath slow and
THE PRICE FOR HIS NAME 94: Fifteen Years Of Nightmare
The estate was quiet under a velvet sky, moonlight pooling in silver puddles across the tiled floors. The garden just beyond the balcony doors swayed gently, rustling like the hushed whispers of ghosts. Inside the master bedroom, shadows clung to the high ceilings, and the soft hum of the city beyond the hills sounded distant, almost like a lullaby. The world moved on as it always had. But Luca was drowning. His breath came in jagged bursts, chest rising and falling as if he were surfacing from the bottom of the ocean. The silk sheets tangled around his legs were damp with sweat, and his fists clenched the fabric like lifelines. Every muscle in his body was tense, as though ready to bolt. His lips parted, cracked and trembling, and he whispered her name like a prayer. "Maria..." Beside him, Maria stirred. Five months pregnant, her body had grown softer, rounder—
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