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Chapter 21

作者: Lara Dimson
The trial lasted three days and made headlines across the country. Vincenzo Marchetti, once untouchable, now sat in a defendant's cage like any common criminal.

The evidence against him was overwhelming. Financial crimes, racketeering, bribery, extortion, and five counts of murder for the agents killed during his arrest.

The jury deliberated for less than four hours. Guilty on all counts, life in prison without possibility of parole.

I watched the verdict on the news from my small apartment in S
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  • The Don Played a Game With the Wrong Woman   Chapter 21

    The trial lasted three days and made headlines across the country. Vincenzo Marchetti, once untouchable, now sat in a defendant's cage like any common criminal.The evidence against him was overwhelming. Financial crimes, racketeering, bribery, extortion, and five counts of murder for the agents killed during his arrest.The jury deliberated for less than four hours. Guilty on all counts, life in prison without possibility of parole.I watched the verdict on the news from my small apartment in Sorrento. When they read the sentence, I felt nothing at all.No satisfaction, no relief, just emptiness where something heavy used to be. It was over and that was enough.Two weeks later, I signed the divorce papers at an Italian consulate. I did not ask for money or property or anything that had his name attached to it.I only wanted my freedom and my maiden name back. Isabella  Russo, like I had never been a Marchetti at all.The lawyer tried to convince me to take a settlement.  "You are ent

  • The Don Played a Game With the Wrong Woman   Chapter 20

    Vincenzo was taken from the penthouse at dawn by federal agents and city police. But he did not go quietly like some white-collar criminal caught with dirty books.When they came for him, he was awake and waiting. Five agents died in the hallway before they even reached the door.Three of Vincenzo's men were killed in the firefight that followed. By the time they finally dragged him out in cuffs, the penthouse looked like a war zone.The news covered it for days. Blood on marble floors, bullet holes in expensive art, bodies under white sheets.Vincenzo Marchetti, the clean-faced businessman who ran charities and cut ribbons, was gone. What was left was the don who had been hiding underneath all along.The Marchetti empire collapsed within weeks. Partners vanished, accounts were frozen, properties were seized.The media dug up everything he had buried over the years. Money laundering, bribery, extortion, and a building collapse that killed twelve people.Every crime had evidence now tha

  • The Don Played a Game With the Wrong Woman   Chapter 19

    I drove to the abandoned warehouse district near the docks where Luca had told me to meet him. The air smelled like salt and rust and old fish.I parked and sat there with the engine off staring at nothing. The sky was starting to turn gray with the first light of morning.A black car pulled up beside mine a few minutes later. Luca got out wearing dark jeans and a white shirt.In the pale early light, he looked clean and simple. For a second he reminded me of the quiet boy who used to leave cookies in my desk.I got out of my car and the wind immediately hit me hard.  "Before we do anything else, you need to ditch that car," Luca said.  "Vincenzo probably has it tracked and we cannot risk him finding you."My stomach dropped because I had not even thought of that.  "One of my men will drive it somewhere far from here and abandon it," he continued."That will buy you time before he realizes you are really gone," he finished.  I nodded and handed him the keys without arguing.Luca si

  • The Don Played a Game With the Wrong Woman   Chapter 18

    The days that followed were long and suffocating.  Vincenzo grew busier, angrier and more irritable with every passing hour.He came home late every night smelling like cigarettes and expensive whiskey.  The moment he walked in, he went straight to his office and slammed the door.I could hear him shouting into the phone through the walls. His voice was sharp and desperate in a way I had never heard before.He no longer cooked dinner or asked about my day. Now he snapped at me over small things like burned toast or wrinkled shirts.I knew the Costa family pulling their support had hit him hard. And Luca was making moves behind the scenes that Vincenzo could not counter fast enough.His empire was falling apart piece by piece. And he was scrambling to hold it together.But I kept playing my role perfectly. When he was angry, I stayed quiet and brought him coffee.When he looked exhausted, I ran him a bath without being asked. The more I did this, the more he seemed to relax around me.H

  • The Don Played a Game With the Wrong Woman   Chapter 17

    After I sent the recording to Luca, he did not reply right away. I knew he needed time to figure out how to use what I had given him.And I needed to keep playing my role perfectly. The wife who believed every lie Vincenzo told her.That evening Vincenzo took me to the restaurant by the water like he had promised. We sat at a table overlooking the harbor and he ordered for both of us without asking.He kept putting food on my plate throughout the dinner."You need to eat more. You are getting too thin," he said gently.His voice was soft, like he was trying to erase the violence from earlier. Like feeding me pasta would make me forget watching him choke a woman.I ate slowly and said nothing. My mind was somewhere else entirely."You are still thinking about this afternoon," he said.I nodded and looked up at him carefully."That woman Valentina. What she said about an arrangement between families. Was that real?" I asked. My voice was quiet and uncertain, like I was afraid of the answ

  • The Don Played a Game With the Wrong Woman   Chapter 16

    Valentina's face turned purple as Vincenzo squeezed her throat tighter. Her expensive shoes kicked uselessly in the air while she clawed at his hand."Please... Vincenzo... stop..." she gasped.  The words barely made it past her lips.I could not move or look away. My whole body felt numb and frozen in place.I looked at Vincenzo's face twisted with rage. I saw the cold killing intent in his eyes that he didn’t try to hide.For the first time I saw clearly what lived underneath his masks. This was the same beast that had stood at the top of those stairs fifteen years ago.Vincenzo finally let go and Valentina dropped to the floor. She landed hard on her knees coughing and gasping for air.Tears ran down her face ruining her perfect makeup. She looked up at Vincenzo with pure hatred burning in her eyes."You are going to regret this," she said between coughs. Her voice was raw and damaged from his grip."My father will hear about this," she continued. "And you will lose everything beca

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