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Chapter Thirty -Three : The smell of Revenge.
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The Devil Who Bought Me Chapter Ninety-One: The woman who hid Matteo
By eleven that night, the house had gone quiet. Lorenzo was still upstairs, buried in calls. Natalie sat alone at the kitchen table with Anita's file open in front of her and a cup of tea she had forgotten to drink. The first thing she found was her name. Not hers. Irina. Irina Volkov before she became Irina Roman. Natalie read slowly. Forty-one when she died. Breast cancer. Officially. A clean death. Almost too clean. She went back to the page. The diagnosis had come six weeks after Irina found Matteo. Natalie stopped. Six weeks. She circled the date. Then she kept reading. --- Irina had been a teacher when she met Viktor. No money. No powerful family. No reason to belong anywhere near the Roman empire. She was twenty-eight. They met at a gallery opening. Viktor had been there for reasons she never knew. He charmed her, married her within a year, and slowly changed the shape of her life. She stopped teaching six years into the marriage. But she never gave up the
The Devil Who Bought Me Chapter Ninety: Matteo Is Alive.
The two men were being held in the basement. It wasn't a dungeon or anything dramatic. Just a secure room with a table, two chairs, and a large observation window. It had been built for moments like this. Lorenzo's men had captured them in the office building before they ever reached Natalie. By the time she finished her supplier meeting, both men were already in custody. Marco was waiting outside the room. Lorenzo walked in alone. Natalie and Anita watched from the observation room. Over the past few months, Natalie had seen many sides of Lorenzo. She had seen him kind, patient, protective, and dangerously calm. This version was different. This was the man who had spent years leading people through impossible situations. He sat across from one of the captives. Neither of them spoke at first. The silence stretched. Finally, the man broke it. "We're not talking." His Russian accent was thick, his confidence obvious. Lorenzo didn't react. "You will." His voice was calm
The Devil Who Bought Me Chapter Eighty-Nine : Matteo's Alive
Thursday arrived the way life changing days often do. Looking completely ordinary. The sky outside was the same pale grey it had been all week. The coffee maker hummed in the kitchen. The house followed its usual morning routine. Shower. Clothes. Breakfast. Nothing hinted that this day would split their lives into before and after. Natalie had learned not to trust ordinary mornings. She was dressed by seven in a dark jacket and comfortable flats. Standing before the mirror, she studied her reflection for a moment. It wasn't vanity. It was a quiet check to make sure she was ready. She was. Downstairs, Lorenzo was already waiting in the kitchen. He handed her a cup of coffee without speaking. They stood side by side in comfortable silence, the kind shared by two people who had already said everything that mattered the night before. "My team is already in position," he said at last. "How many?" "Enough. Every exit is covered. Two men inside, three outside. Anita wil
The Devil Who Bought Me Chapter Eighty-Eight : Re-strategize
The file Anita sent was forty three pages long. By the time Lorenzo came downstairs, Natalie had already spread every page across the dining table. His hair was still damp from his shower, but the moment he saw the documents, something changed in him. The grief he had carried over the past few days quietly disappeared behind calm focus. He stepped closer. "What did Anita find?" he asked. Natalie handed him the first page. "Three important things. First, Fiona's communication records with the unknown contact. Second, a report tracking my aunt's movements over the last three days." She paused. "The third one is what really matters." Lorenzo lowered his eyes to the page. He read silently for a few moments before looking back at her. "She made a mistake." Natalie nodded. "Yes." For months, Fiona had been incredibly careful. She rarely made mistakes. Every message was coded. Every meeting was planned. Every move was calculated. But no one could stay perfect forever. Eventu
The Devil Who Bought Me Chapter Eighty-Seven : Sophia Carreti
She found Lucian in the garage.He was standing beside his car with his keys in his hand and a bag at his feet, the kind of bag that said he had already made a decision before she got there. He looked up when he heard her footsteps and something in his expression settled, not relief, not quite. The look of a man who had been waiting without knowing he was waiting."You're leaving," she said."Thought it was best," he said.She looked at the bag. Then at him."Lorenzo asked you to go," she said. Not accusatory. Just placing it."Lorenzo didn't have to," he said. "I was there, Natalie. I saw his face in that doorway." He turned the keys over in his hand once. "There are things you do to people you love without meaning to and there are things you do knowing exactly what they'll cost. Last night was the second kind." He looked at her. "I'm not going to keep costing him things."She stood with that for a moment."Where will you go?" she asked."I have a place," he said. "I'll be fine. I'm
The Devil Who Bought Me Chapter Eighty-Six : Jealous Husband
Dinner was a performance.That was the only word for it. Two people seated across a table, passing dishes, pouring water, existing in the same room with the practiced ease of people who had done this many times except that tonight something sat between them that neither of them named, a presence as real as a third person at the table, eating all the food and saying nothing.Lorenzo was courteous.That was the worst part.Not cold in the obvious way, not clipped or short or visibly withdrawn. He asked her how her afternoon had been. He mentioned something Anita had sent over about the shop. He refilled her glass without being asked. Every gesture was exactly what it should have been and not one degree warmer, and she sat across from him and felt the distance like a physical thing, like a drop in temperature in a room where the windows hadn't moved.She had tried to speak to him on the stairs.She had caught him in the hallway before dinner and said his name and he had turned and looked
The Devil Who Bought Me Chapter Sixty-Two : Little to Imagine
His gaze sharpened, a shadow passing over his face. “That’s irrelevant now. It was a mistake to even consider it.” “Tell me,” she urged, stepping closer, her hand finally reaching out, her fingers brushing his arm. The contact was electric, a jolt of raw sensation. “Please, Lorenzo. Tell me the t
The Devil Who Bought Me Chapter Three : A world of his own
“Leila,” Lorenzo greeted her flatly. “You are back early" .He paused and pulled Natalie closer. "meet my new wife, " a mischievous smile " Natalie Grimaldi Now officially De Luca". Natalie cringed searching his face. There was no way he wouldn't know. Or was he pretending? Leila’s eyes swept o
The Devil Who Bought Me Chapter Two : The devil's wife
Natalie looked around for the source of the voice. Her eyes found a pair of intense sea green eyes.With long black hair and a rolled up shirt. At the corner of the altar, her uncle stood eyes bulging in surprise, sweat broke out on his forehead. He dabbed at it furiously. Viktor's eyes narro
The Devil Who Bought Me Chapter one : Her wedding Day
Natalie stared at her reflection in the mirror and barely recognized the girl looking back. Her hair was curled and pinned like a porcelain doll’s. Her makeup, subtle and expensive, masked the growing storm in her eyes. The gown—a soft champagne gold with crystal embroidery—clung to her body like
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