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Chapter 45

Author: Samantha Ely
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Aristide

The air in the safehouse office felt heavier than usual—thick with anticipation and the scent of ink, paper, and purpose. Greco’s dossier lay open across the table, its pages like dominoes waiting to fall in sequence. Bella sat at the head of the table, her fingers laced under her chin as she read through the profiles again, narrowing in on the best starting point.

"Here," she said, tapping one photo. "Cesare Lucetti. He worked with my grandfather’s logistics division: smuggling, secure transport, strategic routes through the southern ports. If he’s still loyal, we can get control of the supply chain."

I glanced at the file. Cesare Lucetti. Known for his silence, respected for his efficiency. Dangerous in all the right ways.

“Greco said he’s neutral until someone convinces him otherwise,” Marco added from across the table.

“That’s the plan,” Bella said. “We reach out. Show him we’re ready to lead.”

Everyone nodded. The momentum was building. But I hadn’t missed the way Bella
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  • The Chosen Bride   Chapter 45

    AristideThe air in the safehouse office felt heavier than usual—thick with anticipation and the scent of ink, paper, and purpose. Greco’s dossier lay open across the table, its pages like dominoes waiting to fall in sequence. Bella sat at the head of the table, her fingers laced under her chin as she read through the profiles again, narrowing in on the best starting point."Here," she said, tapping one photo. "Cesare Lucetti. He worked with my grandfather’s logistics division: smuggling, secure transport, strategic routes through the southern ports. If he’s still loyal, we can get control of the supply chain."I glanced at the file. Cesare Lucetti. Known for his silence, respected for his efficiency. Dangerous in all the right ways.“Greco said he’s neutral until someone convinces him otherwise,” Marco added from across the table.“That’s the plan,” Bella said. “We reach out. Show him we’re ready to lead.”Everyone nodded. The momentum was building. But I hadn’t missed the way Bella

  • The Chosen Bride   Chapter 44

    BellaThe private villa where Nico arranged the meeting looked like it had survived a war… and in some ways, it had. Cracks spidered through its stucco walls like veins. Heavy shutters were drawn tight even in daylight, and armed men patrolled the perimeter with the kind of cold calm that only came from years of obedience to a man with a reputation like Salvatore Greco’s.Aristide’s hand rested at the small of my back, warm, reassuring. He hadn't said much during the car ride over—just little gestures, looks that said, I’m with you. No matter what happens.I needed that now.This meeting wasn’t just a test of my bloodline. It was a challenge of who I was. Not Riccardo Barone’s granddaughter. Not Antonio Romano’s daughter... Me.We were led inside by a silent guard in a well-cut suit and passed through a narrow hallway that opened into a wide room with arched windows and heavy stone floors. At the far end stood Salvatore Greco.He was shorter than I expected, but there was nothing smal

  • The Chosen Bride   Chapter 43

    AristideIf I hadn't already known who Bella was… what blood ran through her veins, I would’ve known the moment she stepped into that room earlier and took command like she was born for it. But this? Reaching out to Nico Valenti? This was more than power. This was legacy.We didn’t have a lot of information, just enough from my father, some scattered intel from Riccardo Barone’s old network, and a decrypted lead Mabel and Elena had found hidden in a forgotten ledger encrypted with the Barone family crest. A series of safe codes. One of them was tied to a cold, silent number: no outbound calls, no known associations. A ghost line.The kind of number only someone like Nico would use.Bella sat beside me at the table in our new safehouse, her fingers running over the worn pages of her grandfather’s last verified journal. She’d barely slept. Neither had I.“You ready?” I asked her, watching her eyes move across a page like it held a missing piece of her soul.She looked up and nodded once

  • The Chosen Bride   Chapter 42

    BellaThe room had quieted. Everyone waited—Elena, Mabel, Enzo, Matteo. But it was Aristide’s steady eyes on me that finally pushed me forward.He nodded. “You should say something. Or… take over. This is your war now.”Aristide’s stare never wavered from mine, but behind him, I felt all eyes settle on me like the silence that follows a drawn blade. My heart beat hard, but steady. My hands weren’t shaking anymore.“They tried to erase me because of my name,” I said, stepping toward the map table Enzo had set up, its surface covered in surveillance stills, old newspaper clippings, and hand-written notes. “So, we use it. We don’t hide from it anymore. We use what they fear most and make them regret ever trying.”Everyone remained quiet for a breath, like they were waiting to see if I’d flinch. I didn’t. I reached for a black marker and circled a name on the board—one of the last aliases tied to my mother.“Elena, find everything you can on Sofia’s old aliases. Look for anything connecte

  • The Chosen Bride   Chapter 41

    BellaEverything inside me had gone still.The room was full; Elena and Mabel beside me, Aristide just feet away, Matteo behind him. But… the air felt thin, like I was suddenly underwater.Sofia Barone.My mother’s real name, hidden behind DeRossi like a mask. And me… the last living blood heir to a name people feared, buried, and apparently wanted erased for good.I wanted to laugh. Or scream. Maybe both.Instead, I looked at Aristide, my voice barely above a whisper. “You’re sure?”His eyes never left mine. “Yes.” And that was all it took. I believed him.The fear was there… yes, but beneath it, something stronger was rising. A spark that had been smothered most of my life by my mother’s cold eyes, my sister’s cruelty, the weight of never being enough.But I was enough. More than enough.I stood.Everyone’s eyes followed me as I walked slowly to the small desk in the corner of the room. My hands shook only slightly as I picked up the burner phone. It was surreal—how normal the plast

  • The Chosen Bride   Chapter 40

    AristideIt was still dark when I woke.That quiet hour just before dawn, when the world held its breath and shadows stretched longer. The soft blue-grey hue of early morning slipped through the window, barely illuminating the room. Bella was curled against me, her hand resting over the spot where our child grew, her breath warm and steady. She looked peaceful. Safe. And for a second, I let myself believe it.But peace was still an illusion.Not while the man downstairs held answers. Not while enemies watched from the dark. And not when I had a future I needed to protect… with her, and with the life we made together.I brushed a strand of hair from her cheek and pressed a kiss to her forehead. She murmured my name in her sleep but didn’t stir.I slid out of bed with practiced ease, every movement deliberate. She didn’t wake. I tugged on a dark shirt and jeans in the dim light, grabbed my weapon from the drawer, and stepped into the hallway, shutting the door behind me with a soft clic

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