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CHAPTER 22: Just One Month
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The CEO's pawn CHAPTER 32: The warehouse
(Narrator’s POV)The air outside the club was thicker than inside, smoke curled from cigarettes, clinging to the night like ghosts,bbottles lay broken against the gutter and somewhere in the distance a dog barked, sharp and restles as though it too sensed something around the streetsThe men who dragged Rosalie out of the room hardly spoke. Their hands were strong, their steps quick. She stumbled between them, half awakeOn the opposite side of the street, halfnhidden by shadows, a man stood watching, he wasn’t one of the usual drunk customers hanging around for another roun, hhe wore a coat too fine for this part of the city, his shoes polished, his back stiff, he wasn’t there for pleasure, he was there for dutyAlessandro’s eyes in the dark.The kidnappers noticed him before Rosalie did, she barely noticed anything the pill still worked inside her, pulling her into a heavy fog. But the men noticed, criminal instincts were sharp, every glance, every shift in the night , every moveme
The CEO's pawn CHAPTER 31: Two graves
Alessandro’s POV The first photograph stared back at me with the kind of silence that mocked. Rosalie’s face, caught turning, her expression half hidden beneath her dark hair, was frozen inside a glossy paperMy thumb dragged slowly along the image, tracing a face I hadn’t touched in weeks... a face I had ruined and remade in ways the world was only beginning to understandThe file was thick, heavier than it should have been, each page a record of her days since she walked out of my company, out of my controlMy men had done their work well, the photographs were grainy, taken from shadows and distanc but they carried enough clarity to stick to my mind… Rosalie crossing a street, rosalie leaving a corner store, rosalie with that girl, BeatriceAlways BeatriceI flipped again, the paper whispering as I turned it, the only sound in the buildingAnother frame: the two of them walking side by side, Rosalie’s shoulders slouched like she was apologizing for existing, while Beatrice stoo
The CEO's pawn CHAPTER 30: A slutty dress and the weight of guilt
Rosalie sat at the edge of her bed, staring blankly at the closet door, her fingers tugging at the hem of the oversized T shirt she wore. Beatrice's voicefrom a few minutes ago still echoed in her head: "Let's go out tonig, I'll find you something slutty to wear."Slutty.She hadn’t known how to respond then and even now, she wasn’t sure if Beatrice had been joking or serious. The way she'd said it, eyes wide, voice high and giddy, it almost felt manic. But Rosalie hadn’t questioned it, not after Beatrice had suddenly gone quiet, then apologized again for asking about whether she'd ever had sex with Alessandro."I'm sorry I was being a bitch" she'd said, curling her legs beneath her on the couch, her voice unusually soft. "I just wanted to understand"Rosalie had nodded, tight lipped, not wanting to go back into that swamp of memoryIt had been a long day, a loud oneDozens of messages, missed calls, mentions, and then, the video Alessandro's voice, sharp and venomous, filled t
The CEO's pawn CHAPTER 29: Cracks in the Empire
The morning light streamed through the large floor to-L ceiling windows of my office, casting A goldEn glow over the glass table and leather chairs I stood by the window, hands in the pockets of my slacks, trying to center myself. The city below buzzed with life, people moving about like they had no idea that my world was moments away from crumblingWork had always been my anchor. Numbers, plans, contracts, they never lied to me, they didn’t talk back, they didn’t feel they just existed. Constant and obedient.Until now.I turned around and made my way to my desk, intending to get through the files lined up for the day. There were meetings to prepare for, calls to make, deals to finalize. I reached for my phone, planning to call security about the parking arrangements for the guests scheduled to arrive this afternoonThere was a knock, it was sudden, sharp. Followed by the door flying open“Sir” Amara’s voice cracked as she burst into the room without waiting for permission. Her he
The CEO's pawn CHAPTER 28: The girl in the viral clip
Rosalie stretched under the weight of the morning, her arms sliding across thesheets of her bed, the sunlight streamed in, pale and drowsy, lighting the edges of the roomHer eyes blinked open slowly, staring up at the faint cracks in the ceilingAnother day.Another morning.For the first time in weeks, there was no dread dragging itself across her chest when she woke upJust a quiet sense of exhaustion and a fragile sense of relief, relief from the moretti enterpriseDario had made sure that her mother’s hospital bills for the next two months were covered.iThat gave her some breathing room, time to find another job ttime to figure out her next steps She wasn’t under Alessandro Moretti’s thumb anymore and while that was both a relief and a quiet ache she didn’t want to name, she was determined to move on.She sat up slowly, her hair tumbling over her shoulder. Her apartment was still, quietFor about three seconds.Then came the slam of a cupboard from the kitchen and the sou
The CEO's pawn CHAPTER 27: Let it burn
Leonardo sat quietly in the back seat of his car, fingers drumming against the leather armrestThe windows were tinted dark, hiding him from the world outside, rain tapped gently against the glass, soft and steady, like a lullaby trying to calm his thoughts. But nothing could settle the storm inside him.He stared through the windshield at the grey building ahea.dThe sign read "Villa del Sole Recovery Centre" It didn’t look like much, just a quiet place tucked away from the city, surrounded by trees and silenceBut he knew what was inside, he had waited weeks for this.Lucia was here.He opened the leather notebook on the seat beside him. Inside were photos, neatly printed and slipped into clear plastic sheetsHe flipped through them slowly, Aessandro with Lucia in a dimly lit club, Lucia stepping out of a sleek black car, lucia entering a penthouse building, another photo of her leaving the same building alone, her shoulders slumpedAnd then at the very back, a still frame from a
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