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chapter 9- Is he bipolar?

Author: T. K
last update Last Updated: 2025-09-05 11:00:43

The storm outside had finally receded. Allesandro sat at his long mahogany table, a mug of hot coffee steaming before him. Several untouched files stood before him. He glanced at them but didn't touch any. He had a lot going on in his head

Vivienne Brown pushed open the door without knocking, her eyes red in anger. Her heels clicked against the marble, her silk blouse still damp at the shoulders from the rain outside. Alessandro didn’t lift his head immediately, only when she stood directly in front of his desk did he stop writing.

"You didn’t knock," he said flatly, setting the pen down.

"You haven't been home ever since our daughter left. How do you expect me to reach out to her?" Vivienne’s voice rang glaringly at him. Large eye bags from the many sleepless nights she had had were evident in her eyes.

Alessandro leaned back in his leather chair, steepling his fingers together. "Isabella isn't here so we don't have to play a happy couple anymore. About our daughter, I told
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  • The Crime Lord's Obsession    chapter 9- Is he bipolar?

    The storm outside had finally receded. Allesandro sat at his long mahogany table, a mug of hot coffee steaming before him. Several untouched files stood before him. He glanced at them but didn't touch any. He had a lot going on in his head Vivienne Brown pushed open the door without knocking, her eyes red in anger. Her heels clicked against the marble, her silk blouse still damp at the shoulders from the rain outside. Alessandro didn’t lift his head immediately, only when she stood directly in front of his desk did he stop writing. "You didn’t knock," he said flatly, setting the pen down. "You haven't been home ever since our daughter left. How do you expect me to reach out to her?" Vivienne’s voice rang glaringly at him. Large eye bags from the many sleepless nights she had had were evident in her eyes. Alessandro leaned back in his leather chair, steepling his fingers together. "Isabella isn't here so we don't have to play a happy couple anymore. About our daughter, I told

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