Ella's POVI felt scared. He did not appear pressured or threatened. “Have a nice day, Miss Ella.”Then the line went dead.I cursed, pounding my fist on my wheel.“Damn it!” I cursed. “What the fucking hell!”This was a kidnapping.And if they thought they could take Alessia and the twins from me, they didn’t know who they were messing with.I looked up to see the car already pulling away from the curb and driving away.There was no way I was going to lose my lead. That would be over my dead body. I buckled up and continued to watch the black car as I threw my car into drive, my foot stomping on the gas.The chase was on.I followed the car from behind. “I’m coming after you sons of bitches,” I murmured.They must have realized I was on their ass, because the black car darted through traffic like he owned the goddamned road.I dug in deeper, wedging my way between vehicles, my knuckles whitening around the wheel.Then, I noticed another black car which was very similar to the first
Ella’s POVThe police station smelled of sweat, discount coffee, and stale cigarettes. I sat on a hard plastic chair, the cuffs finally being removed from my wrists, leaving them sore for an hour, where they had locked me up like a criminal. My patience was as thin as paper, yet I remained quiet, watching the officers crack jokes and laugh like they never intended to take my statement.A balding officer leaned against the counter, devouring a donut, and a younger officer scrolled through his phone. The female officer who had cuffed me stood nearby, grinning at me whenever our eyes met.I cleared my throat. “Are you going to take my statement, or am I just going to sit here all night?”The balding officer hardly looked at me. "Relax, sweetheart. We will get to you when it is your turn.”Sweetheart? I curled my fists into fists. Taking a deep breath, I tried to stay calm.Then, after what felt like forever, the younger officer put his phone down and pulled out a pen. "Alright, let's hea
Dominic’s POVThe gentle drone of the city trickled through the bulletproof glass of my office, the golden lights of Rome winking against the skyline. And even though distant, the Colosseum shone in the sun’s rays. The cold, abandoned cup of espresso on my desk was forcibly emitting its scent into the air, and I rocked back in my chair, fingers grooving a ritual beat on the polished wood.The numbers on the contract in front of me blurred. Tonight, I didn’t feel like doing business. Not when something else heavier hung on my mind.My phone buzzed, shattering silence. A name appeared on the screen.Takashi Kobayashi.I exhaled, straightening as I answered. "Good day, Mr. Kobayashi."A deep chuckle came through the line. "Good day to you too, Mr. Rossi. It is always a pleasure to speak with you.""The pleasure is mine," I replied smoothly. "I trust everything is running smoothly at the site?""As expected." His tone was laced with satisfaction. "The construction in Tokyo is ahead of sch
Dominic’s POV“This offer is the best in the market. You won’t find a better deal anywhere else.” I negotiated.I sat back in my leather chair, my voice low and gravelly, my features all stone. Mr. Fonzie and Mr. Demetrius exchanged a silent glance and nodded to each other across the table.“We accept the offer, Mr. Dominic,” Mr. Fonzi said at last, gripping the pen in his palm.“Then we have a deal,” I replied bluntly.We signed and shook hands. Matteo trailed behind, rising from the signed documents, and walked to escort them out of my office.“Pleasure doing business with you,” Mr. Demetrius said as elevator doors opened.“Same,” I nodded, keeping my eyes on my office.I watched the elevator doors close and turned back to return to my office. Once I walked in, my eyes noticed the black blotch on my freshly washed white T-shirt.I hadn't seen it earlier and it must have spilled when I wasn’t paying any attention. I ignored it and returned to business.A knock on the door took my att
Dominic’s POVSophia had become a problem I could no longer ignore.She was relentless. Always watching. Always waiting. Always scheming.At first, I let it slide. I thought I could control the situation, keep her in check. I was wrong.Sophia didn’t just want to be part of my life, she wanted to own it.She had spent years manipulating, twisting, and forcing her way into places she didn’t belong. And when I tried to pull away, she dug in her claws deeper.I should have never agreed to the engagement plans. It was a stupid idea from the beginning.“What are you going to do about her boss?” Matteo asked. “She's not going to stop.”“Anything I see fit. She's starting to become a problem,” I answered.“Do you think she knows about Alessia?” He asked.“Of course, she does,” I answered.“And the new location?” Matteo asked.“I suspect she might know. That reminds me, I checked the CCTV footage yesterday and it seemed cut,” I answered.“You're thinking someone in the house did it,” Matteo s
Alessia’s POV“Thank you,” I said, as I took the champagne glass from the waiter. I took a sip to hide my nervousness.Beams from above danced like splintered diamonds, spreading a forced light throughout the ballroom. Laughter and conversation wafted around me like poisoned honey. It was sweet, yet deceptive, and choking.I remained at the center of it, my fingers clenched around the stem of the champagne glass. My spine erect, and a blank expression on my face.But beneath that grin, my blood was boiling.Eyes burned into my skin. Women whispered behind their jeweled hands, their eyes darting between me and Sophia with barely restrained glee. Men leered at them, some with curiosity and some with glee, as if vying for a show. And Sophia? She basked in it.Dominic’s grip on my waist was tight but not painful, his fingers pressing against me lightly as if reminding me to keep calm. He didn’t need to. I had long since mastered the art of keeping my cool.But Sophia was testing it.She
Alessia’s POVThere was an agitated buzz in the ballroom, the air heavy with tension that had been in the air all night. The whispers snaked, venomous, among the guests, wrapped around me, constricting like an invisible noose. No amount of pricey perfume and expensive champagne could cover the fetid aromas of pretension.I had stood tall, unmoved, but inside, my patience was wearing thinner.The presentation for the charity had begun and the focus moved to the stage where the host, a classy older gentleman with gray hair, cleared his throat.“Ladies and gentleman,” he said, his voice heavy with practiced elegance, “this evening, we are graced with the generosity of some of the most powerful people in this city. Let us begin the donations."One by one, the society’s finest stood up and threw around obscene donations like confetti at a parade. Five million, seven million, or even a comically inflated twelve million from some tycoon pulling out all the stops.Then, it was Dominic’s turn.
Dominic's POVAt the instant Alessia uttered her last words, the room became heavy. Gasps surged through the crowd, cameras burst like a thunderstorm, and eyes zeroed in on her. I could feel the stares, the keen curiosity, and the slow dawning acknowledgment rippling through the spectators. But none of it mattered.What mattered was her.Sophia froze, mouth parted slightly, trying to hide the fury contorting her face. That carefully polished mask of poise and arrogance shattered in an instant. The self-assured woman who had once been certain she owned the stage now seemed a damn fool."You bitch!" She said.Alessia gasped as she served the best stink eye I've ever seen, and I struggled to stifle my chuckle."Be polite to people, Sophia. Maybe you won’t get slapped again,” I said sternly."You..." Sophia quivered. "You're my fiance. You're supposed to be on my side.’”“I am not a fan of evil, Sophia. It’s about time you stopped being a shit to people, and you just might get some nice t
Alessia’s POVI breathed in the cool air, wishing every day could be as peaceful as this. The second we stepped into the mansion, I knew peace was a lie.After the SUV drove for what felt like ages, the huge gate appeared. After the gates, it took two minutes before the mansion appeared.I wasn't sure this was the main house, but it looked magnificent and much larger and wider than the last one.We got out of the car, and then I walked into the house. The second she saw me, Ella ran towards me and crushed me in a tight hug.“Thank goodness, you're alright. I was so scared I wouldn't see you again.”I smiled for her. The twins clung to my legs. I wasn't sure if I wanted to be here.A few hours later, while in my room. I heard the sound of cars coming into the compound. I closed the book I was reading and walked down to the living room.The first person I saw was Dominic. He stood across the room, and his eyes met mine as he looked up. He turned away just half a second later.I didn't u
Dominic's POV:“What did you just say?” I asked, surprised.My hands froze, and I didn't feel the blood move in them anymore.“You heard me. If you kill me. Someone's gonna tell her the truth,” she said.“What the hell are you talking about?” I asked calmly, despite the anger and confusion I felt inside.Her lips curled up into a smile. “Bingo. I got you. You didn't think I would just let you win, did you?”“I know you, Dominic. It's not easy to tell you would try to get out of this…” she said, looking around. “Marriage.”“What is she talking about?” Diego asked, crossing his arms.Sophia looked me in the eyes and smiled. “Should I tell them, or are you going to do it?” She asked calmly.“For the love of God, just push the trigger already,” Max said.“He can't,” Sophia said. “Or he’s going to lose her. He knows.”The ugly smirk that appeared on her face made my skin crawl.“She's bluffing,” Matteo said.“Am I?” Sophia said, turning to look at Matteo. “You should know I don't ever do t
Dominic's POVThe chapel was silent. You could hear the heartbeat of everyone present as the cold metal rested on my fingers.Sophia's eyes locked onto mine, her neck throbbed and she swallowed. Her voice shook as she spoke, but she tried to stay strong. “Y….you wouldn't shoot me.”I smirked, cocking the gun and stepping closer, closing the space between us. “Really? Would you like to test that theory?”Her throat danced as she gulped, and fear crossed appeared on her face. She had every reason to be scared.“D…don't do it, Dominic,” she begged, her words slipping out faster than I expected. “I didn't mean to hurt you. I was just…I did it because I loved you. I was….I was jealous.”“Bravo, honey. That's the biggest excuse I have heard from you today,” I thought.A bitter laugh escaped my lips. She dared to even try. She held my kids up and locked the woman I loved.“Jealous? Do you really think that excuses this?” I asked angrily.“Dominic, don't!” Don Pedro shouted. My eyes moved a
Dominic’s POVThe hush inside the chapel cut through me like ice. Brass chandeliers hovered overhead, but I ignored the light. I stayed fixed on Sophia’s face, watching her play queen.“Dearly beloved,” the priest began, voice echoing, “we are gathered here to witness—”Every other thing the priest says was rubbish to my ears.Her lips curved into a predator’s smile as she leaned close. “Say ‘I do’ or your family dies,” she whispered, breathing warm against my ear.She still thought she could tell me what to do.I held perfectly still. I enjoyed the confusion and shock on her face.The priest cleared his throat. “Do you Mr. Dominic Rossi, take this woman, Miss. Sophia De Luca to be your legally wedded wife?”Sophia’s eyes flicked toward the guests. She gripped my hand so tight my bones ached. “Now,” she mouthed. Her tone stayed sweet for everyone else.I raised my head. The room tilted under the weight of every gaze, but my lips did not move.A soft murmur rose among the crowd. Don Pe
Matteo’s POV“Down,” I hissed, yanking Diego behind a crumbling concrete post as the two guards at the gate made a slow patrol turn. Max’s voice clicked through the comms.“Visuals confirm. Two down, four more outside. East perimeter clear.”I tapped twice against my throat mic. “Team Alpha, hold the exit. Team Bravo, you're with me.”We moved low and fast, our feet barely brushing the mossy ground. The bunker loomed in the distance like a buried beast, hidden beneath layers of overgrowth and silence.We reached the entrance Flynn marked on the map. It was an old drainage tunnel half-covered in vines and thick mud.“This feels like a terrible idea,” Max started to complain. “I should have sprayed more perfume. Looks like I’ll get a stronger one.”“Flynn better not be lying,” Diego muttered.“He’s not,” I replied, crouching to lift the grate. “His bones are too fragile for the punishment I'd deliver if he did.”“You people never seem to make me forget my wrong life decisions,” Max comp
Matteo’s POVThree hours ago…“We breach in twenty-four minutes. No delays,” I said, in a calm, steady low voice that sliced through the dim hum of the underground ops room. Everyone was dressed in black suits and was packing up some battle gear.I stood over the table where the maps, marked-up floor plans, thermal images, and a cluster of weapons lay sprawled like a puzzle waiting to be solved. My finger traced the red mark on the east side of the bunker’s outer wall. That would be our entry.Max was hunched next to me, his fingers flying across a tablet as he synced feeds from the drone. Rico checked ammo clips, slamming each one into the side pocket of his vest with mechanical precision. Dino ran a silent countdown under his breath as he timed the window between patrol rotations. Diego sat near the end of the table, soldering the final wire on a miniature drone, calibrating it to fly low and undetected.But the real piece of work sat in the corner. Flynn. He was bruised, looked pal
Sophia’s POVToday was the day I got married. It felt perfect. The Rossi estate would bow to me.I stepped onto the marble landing, and every servant halted.I made sure everything had been arranged the night before.I stood in front of the large mirror admiring the silver wedding gown I wore and moved even when the maids were holding some parts with pins.She pulled the corset tighter. The door opened and another maid walked in. I could hear the orchestra rehearsing their notes downstairs.I was done in a couple of minutes and descended down the staircase with the maids lifting the hem of my dress.I stopped halfway and turned back to them with a glare. “Make sure the aisle is spotless. I will not have a single petal out of place.”I turned to continue walking down the stairs when I saw a decorator rushing in the hall and knocked over a glass vase in his panic. He apologized to the maid on the floor.“Are you blind or just desperate to be fired?” I snapped.He quickly apologized, sta
Matteo’s POVThe rain had not stopped for hours.“We found him,” Ella said, breathless, as she burst into the surveillance van.Her voice cut through the silence like a blade. I turned from the monitors, where a flickering street camera had just caught Flynn slipping into a dark alley three miles from Dominic’s estate.“That's odd,” I murmured and pressed the earpiece. “What would he want back here?”“Maybe some evidence, paperwork or something,” Ella responded.She might be right, and I accepted her explanation without hesitation. “Let’s go, everyone. Now.”Max was already at the door, checking his Glock with total focus. Diego slammed the laptop shut and shoved it into his bag. Ella moved beside me without waiting for orders. Flynn had resurfaced, and he was headed straight into our den.I drew out my gun but lowered it and kept my eyes forward.We circled the side of the house until we reached a third-floor window. It was Dominic’s private study. No light seeped through the curtain
Dominic's POVThe second Domino's voice came, I relaxed. I had expected him to be here but not this soon.He stepped forward, but still a bit farther from me and ordered. “Drop the gun, Dominic. Now.”His voice was calm. I didn't move. I kept my gun aimed at Sophia.Her lips twisted into a sickening grin, like she had won. She proved that she was mad like I thought.My eyes were locked on Domino, studying him, but I still made sure Sophia knew she couldn't move. I had my eyes on both of them.I heard footsteps hurrying up the stairs, and then five more men walked into the room, each armed, and aiming a gun straight at me.I didn't move an inch. They didn't scare me.I could hear Sophia breathing heavily below me. She was still naked and didn't make an attempt to cover up.“Cover up,” I said, trying to protect whatever dignity she has left.“Why? Don't you…” she argued, but I wasn't having it.“I get you want the entire planet to see you naked, but it makes me want to puke,” I said, st