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The Don's Ruthless Empire chapter 525
POV: Isabella“Six nights I sat by that window with this shawl, waiting for Nico to come home from your last war, and you promised me never again. Where is my son, Isabella?”I am Isabella, and Rosa stood on the council house steps at eight in the morning with the grey shawl clutched around her shoulders, so pale that her lips looked painted on. The rain had stopped, but the whole city smelled of wet stone. I had not slept. I had walked the halls all night with Bianca’s ribbon in my pocket, listening for a ring I could not hear. When I saw Rosa’s face, I knew before she spoke.“Luca’s bed was empty this morning,” she said. “He left a note on his pillow. Read it.”She pushed a scrap of paper into my hand. My eyes ran over the words. I am going to bring Bianca home. I am not a child. Do not follow me. Luca.“Nico and Matteo came in from the harbor near dawn,” Rosa said. “Luca was with them. He went to bed. He slept in his own bed, and he got up, and he was gone.” Her voice cracked. “Twe
The Don's Ruthless Empire chapter 524
POV: Matteo“If you die in that little boat with your ribs held together by pride, I will bury you myself and refuse to say your name at your funeral. You know I keep my word.”I am Matteo, and I have never enjoyed being scolded by a woman with rain on her eyelashes and fear in her voice. We stood at the foot of pier six a few minutes after midnight. Nico’s fishing skiff bumped the pilings, and the black water sucked at its sides. Nico sat at the oars beside his son Luca, both silent, both wearing dark wool caps. Luca was nineteen, tall as a mast and twice as restless. Nico had not wanted him along. Luca had answered, in front of his mother’s kitchen door, that he was not a child anymore. I had seen his father’s face when he said it, and I had felt every one of my years.“You are coughing,” Isabella said.“I am not.”“I found your handkerchief in the wash basin. It was not wine.” She stepped closer and lowered her voice. “You told Dario to wait for the truth. Now you must let your own
The Don's Ruthless Empire chapter 523
POV: Isabella“You promised me this council would protect our children, Isabella. Look me in the eyes and tell me that promise was not a lie, because tonight I cannot tell the difference.”I am Isabella, and it was a quarter to midnight when Camilla Marchetti knocked on my kitchen door without a coat, without a lantern, and without her usual calm. Rain had finally started, thin and cold, and she stood on my step with drops shining in her hair. I pulled her inside. The stove ticked. The room smelled of bread and lamp oil and the dried rosemary that hung from the beam. Upstairs, Matteo slept, or pretended to, one hand pressed against his side.“It was not a lie,” I said. “I made it with my whole heart.”“Nine people argued for four hours about wording.” Her laugh cracked in the middle. “Bianca is twelve. She hates the dark. She sleeps with a lamp burning, and she always has. Did anyone in that room ask whether there is a lamp on that ship?”“I did not have to ask. Emilio’s list says she
The Don's Ruthless Empire chapter 522
POV: Matteo“I took their money, and I did not know it. So before anyone in this room says a word, I am putting every coin I ever received on this table, and every one of you will do the same.”I am Matteo, and in forty years of sitting in rooms where men decided who would live, I had never heard a room go so silent. The council chamber smelled of beeswax and wet wool. Grey dawn leaked through the tall windows. Nine chairs sat around the long oak table, and Dario stood behind the ninth, Bertrand’s old chair, with his account books stacked in front of him like a small wall. Isabella sat beside me on the advisors’ bench. I kept my hands flat on my knees, because if I let them move, they would want to do something.“Sit down, boy,” said Ferrante Gallo. He was broad as a barrel, sixty years old, with knuckles like walnuts. He had once collected debts for my father. “Nobody here accuses you.”“I accuse me,” said Dario. “Signora Isabella taught me that. Tell it all, even if it burns.”Isabe
The Don's Ruthless Empire chapter 521
POV: Isabella“Please do not run, Signora Isabella. Running makes a guest look guilty, and I have only come to say good morning, return a favor, and tell you exactly how much your little city is worth to me.”I am Isabella, and I have faced men with pistols and men with ledgers, but no one had ever frozen me with a lantern and a teacup. She stood three steps below us on the winding stair, small and straight, in a grey traveling coat with a silver gull pinned at the collar. Her hair was neatly pinned. She looked like someone’s favorite aunt. Only her eyes were wrong. They were calm in the way of a person who has already counted every exit and decided which ones matter.Matteo moved in front of me. His hand flew to his ribs before he could stop it, and I saw pain cross his face like a shadow. “You rang the bell,” he said.“I ring nothing. I only pay for good bells.” She lifted the cup and smiled. “Odile Verrant. In the northern ports they call me the Harbor Keeper. My enemies call me wo
The Don's Ruthless Empire chapter 520
POV: Matteo"Do not thank me yet, uncle." Emilio pushed Corvin gently into the lantern light. "Thank me when you understand what I am giving you, and what it will cost all of us."I am Matteo, and the harbor tower at ten past four in the morning was the coldest place I have ever stood. Wind moaned through the open stone arches, carrying salt and the smell of rotting rope. The great bronze bell hung above us in the dark, green with age, its heavy rope looped around an iron hook. Below, the black water slapped the pilings. Isabella stood at my side with her coat pulled tight, and I could feel her shoulder trembling against mine, though she would never admit to the cold.We had argued about coming here. She had wanted me to stay home and nurse my ribs. I had told her I would sooner lose my legs than let her climb those stairs alone. She had answered that I was a stubborn old man. I had answered that she had married one. Then she had laughed, in spite of everything, and we had come togeth
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