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CHAPTER 23: When the Fog Lifted
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The CEO's pawn CHAPTER 24: The Unseen Wife
The Moretti mansion was too quiet that morning, not the peaceful kind of silencebut the kind that felt heavy, like something important was missing. The sunlight got in through the large windows but it didn’t warm the house.In the kitchen, Emilia sat at the counter drawing quietly with a pink crayon, her small hands moved slowly and her tongue stuck out the way it always did when she focused but this time, her picture wasn’t of a castle or a princess or her favorite stuffed cat.It was of a house broken down the middle one side had two people holding hands the other side had only one.Vivianna stood by the stovestirring a pot of oatmeal even though she knew Emilia probably wouldn’t eat it , she watched her daughter from the corner of her eye, her chest tightened“Sweetheart” she said gently “do you want anything with your oatmeal?”Emilia shook her head, no.“When is Papa coming home?” she asked not looking up from her drawing.Vivianna hesitated. “Soon” she said forcing a smile.
The CEO's pawn CHAPTER 23: When the Fog Lifted
The morning after was never supposed to feel like this.Alessandro blinked awake, eyes foggy from dried sleep and alcohol, his body a dead weight on the stif hotel bedFor a moment, the world was silent, too silent. Then a throb pulsed behind his eyes and down his spine like a drumbeat. He groaned, reaching blindly for the edge of the bed as his mind fought to piece together the last 24 hours.But it was just fog.Thick, heavy fog.He sat up, slow and cautious, the blanket falling off his bare chest. His mouth was dry, his limb ached.He frowned, running a hand through his disheveled hair. A flicker of something hit him; her face, pale and wounded, her voice trembling as she told him to leave. The echo of a slammed door but the rest was unclear What the hell did I do?He stumbled into the bathroom, turned on the tap and splashed cold water over his face. As the cold bit into his skin, some of the fog cleared but not enough, just fragments. Her scent lingering in the hallw
The CEO's pawn CHAPTER 22: Just One Month
The phone call came in the middle of a quiet afternoon.Rosalie had been lost in thoughts on the couch when her phone buzzed. She stared at the name flashing across the screen; Sant'Elena Private Hospital and felt the air still around her.She answered on the third ring, already holding her breath"Hello?"The voice on the other end was polite, too distant to carry bad news softlyMoretti Enterprises had officially withdrawn funding, there was no appeal, no reconsideration.Her mother would be allowed to continue treatment for one more month, no more. After that, unless full payment was made, she would be discharged.Rosalie didn’t cry, she didn’t shout. She sat very still on the couch and listened until the call ended.Then she placed the phone on the armrest beside her, stood up slowly and walked to the sink. She filled a glass with water and sipped it, staring out the window, trying not to crumble.Only one month.She should have seen it coming, she had typed the resignation her
The CEO's pawn CHAPTER 21: The Unforgivable
Rosalie’s POVI didn’t open the door at first I stood still, frozen as the knocking continued. Firm, heavy, deliberate.I shut the laptop. My heartbeat pulsed behind my eyes. I didn’t need to ask who it was.Another knock.“Rosalie.”His voice. Hoarse,low“Open the door.”I stepped away from it.Backed into the room like it was a crime scene“Please”The lock clicked. I didn’t touch it, it was him. He had the key.The door creaked open and Alessandro stood there. Shirt unbuttoned, tie loose, hair disheveled, drunk.His eyes looked like they hadn’t slept in a year.He stepped in slowly then shut the door behind him“Why are you here?” I asked, voice small“I had to see you.”He staggered slightly but caught himself. Walked past me and sat down on the edge of the bed like it was his“Do you even realize what you did?” I asked, heart pounding.His eyes met mine bloodshot but something raw inside them“You don’t understand" he muttered “I didn’t mean to-”“Mean to what? Embarrass
The CEO's pawn CHAPTER 20:When power fails
The silence inside his suite was not peaceful, it was heavyThicker than the smoke from the half lit cigar he’d abandoned in the ashtray.Thicker than the burn in his throat from the brandy he poured too quickly And it only grew heavier each minute.The room was dim, lit only by a single lamp. Alessandro sat slouched in the leather chair, sleeves rolled up, collar open, a drink cradled in one hand, his phone in the otherBut he wasn’t reading anything.He was staring at her name; Rosalie Biancostill sitting in his inbox next to the email she hadn’t sent yet. He knew it. He could feel it. If she hadn’t resigned already, she was about to.He looked away.The vision of her face how it crumbled under the weight of his voice hadn’t left him since the moment the words escaped his mouth."You should go, you clearly don’t belong here."He flinched just thinking about itThat hadn’t been about the glass. Not really. That had been about Paolo. About the way the man smiled at her
The CEO's pawn CHAPTER 19: What Was Left Unsaid
Rosalie’s POV The hotel room was quiet that night, Too quiet. I stood by the window, the city of Rome sprawled out beneath me like a glittering secretI could still feel his eyes on me, even hours laterAt the dinner, Alessandro hadn’t said much.not with words at least.But his gaze lingered, burned even, every time I laughed too long at someone else’s joke, every time my hand brushed a champagne glass or I tilted my head in conversationHe never touched me, not once, but it felt like he was always watching, always calculating I slipped off my heels and walked barefoot across the plush carpet. My dress lay crumpled on the armchair where I’d tossed it earlier. I stared at it for a long time, it wasn’t just fabric, It was a symbol now of the person I was pretending to be. I crawled under the blanket and pulled it up to my chin, trying to will myself to sleep but the silence kept humming back memories. The way Alessandro had barely said a word on the ride back to the hote
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