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Chapter 61: Alessandro
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The Don’s Mysterious Nanny Chapter 62: Alessandro
Sleep was impossible.I lay in my Naples penthouse bed, staring at the ceiling while my mind raced through endless possibilities.What if Marco was wrong?What if it was just someone who resembled Vanessa?What if it was her, but she'd chosen to forget me deliberately?The questions circled like vultures, picking at every hope I'd tried to bury over the past three weeks.By four in the morning, I gave up pretending I could rest.I stood at the window overlooking the harbor, watching fishing boats prepare for their daily journey into the Mediterranean.Somewhere in this city was a woman who might be the love of my life.A woman who had no idea that her supposed death had nearly destroyed me.How do you approach someone who doesn't remember you?How do you reintroduce yourself to a person who once knew every scar on your body, every fear in your heart?---Mrs. Ciro found me in the kitchen at dawn, fully dressed and nursing my third cup of coffee."Alessandro, mio caro, you look terribl
The Don’s Mysterious Nanny Chapter 61: Alessandro
The conference room in Don Amato's estate reeked of old cigars and older grudges.I sat across from him at the polished mahogany table, watching his weathered face for any sign of deception while we hammered out the details of our territorial agreement.Three hours of careful negotiation, of reading between the lines, of making sure neither of us left this room feeling like we'd shown weakness.But it was working.The old bastard was listening."Your American operations," Amato said, leaning back in his leather chair. "They bring in how much annually?""Enough to make this conversation worthwhile for both of us."His eyes narrowed at my non-answer, but he didn't push.We'd reached that delicate point in the negotiation where everyone knew the numbers but pretended they didn't."And you're willing to share fifteen percent of the East Coast territory?""Twelve percent. And only the ports.""Fourteen.""Thirteen. Final offer."He studied me for a long moment, probably trying to decide if
The Don’s Mysterious Nanny Chapter 60: Victoria
The morning sun streamed through the tall windows of the apartment as I finished my coffee, watching the city wake up below.Three weeks at the gallery had settled into a comfortable routine—one that included Ace's increasingly frequent visits.He'd started picking me up from work, claiming it was on his way home even though I knew his penthouse was in the opposite direction.He'd begun stopping by the gallery during his lunch breaks, always with some excuse about needing artwork for a client.And this morning, he'd arrived at my door with espresso from my favorite café and that smile that made my stomach flutter in ways I didn't entirely understand."You know I can walk to work," I said, accepting the coffee gratefully. "It's only six blocks.""I know. But I like driving you."The simple honesty in his voice made something warm unfurl in my chest."Besides," he continued, leaning against the kitchen counter with easy familiarity, "it gives me an excuse to see you twice in one day."T
The Don’s Mysterious Nanny Chapter 59: Alessandro
The warehouse on the outskirts of San Francisco looked abandoned from the outside.Exactly the way I liked it.I pulled my Maserati between two shipping containers and killed the engine, checking my watch. Right on time for a meeting that could determine whether my arms dealing operation expanded into military contracts or stayed small-scale.The balance I walked these days felt like a tightrope stretched over an abyss.On one side was the father Aria needed—gentle, present, the kind of man who could teach her to ride a bike without blood on his hands.On the other hand was the don my organization required—ruthless, feared, willing to make the hard choices that kept us all alive.Some days, I wasn't sure which version of myself was real anymore.Colonel Miles was already waiting inside, his crisp uniform a stark contrast to the grimy warehouse surroundings.We'd done business before—small transactions, handguns mostly, nothing that would raise too many eyebrows.Today was different."
The Don’s Mysterious Nanny Chapter 58: Isabella
Alessandro's alarm went off at five in the morning.I felt him slide out of bed, careful not to wake me, but I'd been lying awake for hours anyway.Planning."Morning," I whispered, making my voice soft and sleepy.He turned, surprised to find me watching him in the gray pre-dawn light."Go back to sleep, Bella. I have an early meeting.""I'll make you breakfast.""You don't have to—""I want to."I slipped out of bed, letting my silk nightgown cling to my curves as I moved past him toward the bathroom.In the mirror, I caught his eyes following me, and a spark of hope flickered in my chest.Maybe today would be different.Twenty minutes later, I had coffee brewing and eggs Benedict on the table.Alessandro's favorite. The dish his mother used to make for special occasions.He appeared in the kitchen wearing one of his perfectly tailored suits, hair still damp from the shower."You didn't have to go to all this trouble," he said, but I could hear the appreciation in his voice."It's n
The Don’s Mysterious Nanny Chapter 57: Isabella
The silk nightgown had cost more than most people's rent.I'd worn it to bed every night for the past week, letting it slip off my shoulder at just the right moments, bending over to check on Aria so Alessandro could see the curve of my breasts.Nothing.He looked, of course. Alessandro was still a man, after all.But his eyes held the same distant politeness they'd carried since Marco's call three weeks ago.Since Vanessa's death.Since my victory.I adjusted the neckline of my cream silk blouse and checked my reflection in the hallway mirror before heading to the kitchen.If seduction wasn't working, perhaps it was time for a different approach.---Alessandro was already at the breakfast table, Aria on his lap as he fed her small pieces of cut strawberries.My heart should have melted at the sight—my handsome husband and our perfect daughter sharing their morning ritual.Instead, I felt the familiar stab of jealousy.Even grieving, even distant, he gave Aria more genuine affection
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