MasukAfter tying up the remaining loose ends in Serafino, I prepared to move back to the castle for good.With the Bellini family liquidated, Luca was now saddled with an astronomical debt to the Rossis.My brother's intelligence network reported that when Luca hit rock bottom, Mia had stolen the last of his emergency cash from his safe and tried to flee by boat. Our men intercepted her at the docks and sank her into the harbor.As for Luca, he had collapsed in a dark alley from a combination of wound infection and a massive stomach hemorrhage. He was found by patrolmen, who called an ambulance that dumped him in a slum emergency room.The doctors barely saved his wretched life, but his broken body would now forever rely on IV drips to survive, while facing the endless pursuit of his enemies and debt collectors.On the way to the private airstrip, the days-long downpour finally stopped.The sun came out over Serafino, a rare sight. Through the bulletproof glass, a sliver of long-forgotten w
The day after the banquet, the Rossi family launched its final assault on the Bellinis.Every smuggling route in the Mediterranean was cut off simultaneously.All three of the Bellini family's offshore bank accounts were frozen within twenty-four hours.The family Dons who had once flocked around Luca, having now witnessed the true power of the Rossi family, stopped taking his calls.In less than a month, a foreclosure notice was slapped on the gates of the Bellini estate.Don Luca's iron grip on Corvona was broken.Winter settled over Serafino. The sea breeze, laced with ice, blew through the city.For seven straight days, Luca had been standing outside the Palazzo D'Oro hotel where I was staying.He wore a shabby coat, his greasy hair plastered to his forehead, his face a deathly gray.His old chest wound and the ulcers from years of drinking had worsened to the point that he was coughing up blood, yet he fanatically refused any doctor who approached him.He stood from dawn until dee
A collective gasp echoed through the grand hall. After a half-second of dead silence, the room erupted in a deafening roar of gossip.Everyone in the Corvona underworld knew the Don of the Bellini family kept his "little cat" of seven years locked away in his estate. They had also heard that, for a new flame, he had cast that same cat out into a blizzard.But no one could have imagined that the woman he had trampled on for seven years was the long-lost heiress to the powerful Rossi family of Serafino.Luca was deaf to the jeers and shocked whispers around him.Clutching his chest where the old wound had been struck, he pushed himself up from the marble floor, inch by inch.He didn't look at Lorenzo. His eyes were fixed on me, like a drowning man clinging to his last piece of driftwood."Elara, what they're saying isn't true, is it?" His voice was trembling. "You're just mad at me. You hired people to put on this show to scare me, right?""What about all the things you used to say? Tha
One month later.At the Palazzo D'Oro, the Rossi family's six-star hotel on the shores of Serafino Bay, the top-floor ballroom was ablaze with lights.The Rossi family had booked three entire floors for a homecoming banquet for their princess, an event that sent shockwaves through the Serafino underworld.Only the most powerful Mafia bosses and the political and business titans who controlled the nation's economy were granted entry.Luca attended the banquet with Mia.In just thirty days, the Bellini family's overseas arms routes had been ruthlessly dismantled by an unknown force. Their territory had shrunk drastically, and their losses were so catastrophic they were on the brink of bankruptcy.He hadn't slept for nights on end. His eyes were sunken, his sharp jaw covered in a scruffy, defeated beard, and he had lost a shocking amount of weight.The old wound in his chest flared up more and more frequently, and even the maximum dose of painkillers couldn't suppress the agony.He had u
"What is this swill! Where's Elara? Get her back here to make my soup!" Luca roared at the trembling servants.Giovanni stood beside him, his voice low."Don... Miss Elara has been gone for three days."Luca's back went rigid. Deep within the old gunshot wound in his chest, a pain so sharp it felt like it would tear him apart suddenly erupted.He let out a pained grunt, cold sweat instantly soaking his shirt.Over the past seven years, my cooking and the special herbal remedies I brewed had spoiled him, making his stomach and his old wound incredibly dependent.He felt nauseous eating anything not made by me.He gritted his teeth against the sharp pain, his eyes red-rimmed, and stubbornly pulled out his phone, dialing my number over and over.The only reply was the cold, mechanical voice: "The number you have dialed does not exist."Luca stared at the screen in disbelief.He immediately called Marco."Check her spending! Even if she's staying in the cheapest motel, even if she buys a p
Giovanni scrambled out, leading a team of armed bodyguards into the blizzard.Ten minutes later, he stumbled back in, his head covered in ice, his face a mask of horror."Don... there's no one at the gate. We've searched the entire perimeter road. Even the footprints have been completely buried by the blizzard."Luca gripped the crystal glass so hard a thin crack spiderwebbed across the surface.He ground his teeth, his blue eyes churning with a murderous rage."So she's finally grown a spine! Go, check every surveillance feed on the border. Track her down! Notify the banks, freeze every account in her name. I'd like to see how long a penniless woman like her can last without the Bellinis."Giovanni immediately rushed out to make the calls.Just a few minutes later, the family consigliere, Marco, hurried in, holding an encrypted tablet and sweating profusely."Don... the surveillance shows Elara walked to the fork in the road and got into a convoy."He paused, swallowing hard."Twelve
But now, he was casually telling me to give away this token of my loyalty to another woman.My nails dug so hard into the flesh of my palm that blood nearly welled.I met Luca's cold, entitled expression and finally, slowly, nodded."Fine. I'll have it sent over in the morning."Luca's eyes flickere
In the Corvona underworld, there is one unspoken rule.When a Don keeps a new woman by his side for three consecutive months, the Donna must personally remove the signet ring symbolizing her power and place it on the new woman's finger before the entire family.When my husband, Luca, the Don of the
Luca let out a derisive snort, his voice laced with absolute certainty."Give up? Elara's biggest gamble was tying her life to mine. Don't worry. She can't leave me.""She has nothing, and no one, but me."The tray tilted in my hand.A few drops of scalding liquid splashed onto the back of my hand.
Luca stood in the shadows of the doorway, his eyes fixed on my back as I vanished into the blizzard. Then, with a surge of force, he slammed the heavy oak door shut.The muffled slam was swallowed by the Corvona blizzard.I stepped into the knee-deep snow, bent to retrieve the canvas bag he had thro







