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The Don’s Tainted Princess Chapter 9
Inside the Kovacs estate, Camila and the house manager sat in the study, counting property deeds.The heavy double doors kicked wide open with a violent crash.Before they could even react, guards pinned them both to the cold floor.Matteo walked inside, expressionless. He tossed the audio files and video stills right into their faces."Matteo... no! Let me explain! None of that is real!" Camila's face turned white as chalk. She screamed, clawing at the hem of his trousers.Matteo looked down at her. His eyes looked like he was staring at rotting garbage."We both know whose bastard you're carrying. Did you really think you could play Donna?"He turned to his men without looking back. "Strip every trust and property under her name. Send her to an unlicensed cargo ship in international waters. Abort the bastard. Let her spend the rest of her life in the dark hold, never setting foot on land again."He leveled his barrel straight at the trembling house manager. "As for you, swallow the b
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"Take you to her?" Tara let out a wild, broken laugh. She slapped his hand away. Her tears mixed with pure hatred, hitting the wet steps. "You think you deserve to see her, Matteo? You drove her into the dirt, and now you want to play the grieving lover? I'll take that grave to my own death before I let a bastard like you taint her peace!"She shoved past the frozen guards and vanished into the pouring rain.Dead silence fell over the altar.Matteo stood paralyzed. His chest felt ripped open from the inside out. He spun around, his bloodshot eyes locking onto the trembling house manager like a predator."Get over here." His voice dropped to a deadly whisper.The old manager shook violently. He scrambled across the floor, falling to his knees. "Boss... this wasn't on me! Those were the old Don's orders!""Talk!" Matteo seized him by the collar, hauling him clean off the floor. His knuckles turned bone-white. "What happened five years ago?!"The manager gasped for air, spilling every sec
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The next morning. St. Patrick's Cathedral in Manhattan.Black armored SUVs lined the perimeter, locking down the entire street. Armed guards in tailored suits stood silent outside the heavy stone doors.Matteo stood at the altar in a crisp white suit, his face an unreadable mask.The priest spoke his quiet prayers. Matteo barely heard him. His eyes scanned the crowded pews, searching desperately.The single row reserved for the Vane family was completely empty.Camila hooked her hand around his arm, her silk wedding dress trailing behind her. She flashed a dazzling smile for the cameras. "Matteo, everyone is watching. It's time to toast the old heads."Matteo picked up a crystal champagne glass from a silver tray like an empty shell. He stepped toward the table where the retired captains of the Vane syndicate sat.A violent crash shattered the silence.A woman surged up from the end of the long table. With a furious roar, she flipped the entire wooden banquet table onto its side!Cryst
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"The baby's heartbeat is stable. Just mild contractions. She just needs bed rest."The doctor's words echoed down the hallway. Matteo stood outside the private hospital room, nodding half-heartedly.Camila sobbed, her eyes red and puffy, begging him to make Sienna pay. He kept his voice flat: "You're tired. The guards will take you home."His mind was a complete mess. Every time he closed his eyes, he saw Sienna's paper-pale face on the lounge floor. She looked fragile. One gust of wind could snap her in half.Five years ago, she crushed his pride in front of the entire syndicate. She threw away his ring. After he returned to his family, he swore to climb to the top of North America and make her regret it.He suffered through five years of hell. He clawed his way up from street soldier to Don. He never considered that hardship. He only broke down at night. Thoughts of Sienna tore his chest open.He never loved anyone else. Taking in the pregnant Camila was just a promise to his fallen
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Matteo didn't contact me for days after that.Not until a week later, on what would have been our eighth anniversary if we hadn't broken up.When the reminder chime sounded on my phone, I froze.I looked down at the old note set years ago: Drink with Matteo today. I let out a hollow laugh. People change, promises break. I assumed I was the only fool who still remembered.An hour later, a heavy knock echoed on the apartment door. I opened it to a familiar face."Thought I forgot?" Matteo said, his voice flat. "We set that reminder together."He took me to a private room at an exclusive club. He slammed a bottle of bourbon onto the table. It was the exact bottle he had sealed in the cellar eight years ago, the night we made our private vow.Matteo stared at me. He poured a glass to the brim and pushed it in front of me. "What's wrong, Princess? Won't do me the honor?"Once upon a time, that wouldn't have been hard. My father had trained me to drink since I was a girl. Growing up, I loved
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Rain hammered the pier. The wind off the water was freezing, biting through my thin coat. My lips turned purple. My teeth knocked together so hard they ached.He said nine. Ten came and went. The pier stayed empty. I called his line three times. Each time, it rang once before he sent it straight to voicemail.On the fourth try, Camila picked up. "So sorry, Miss Vane. Matteo is busy right now. Do you mind waiting a little longer?""Let's go home, Sienna," Elena pleaded, pulling at my sleeve. "He's playing with you.""Just a little longer, Mom." The world spun around me. Every bone in my body throbbed. I forced a small smile anyway. I didn't have much time left. This was one of the last chances I would ever get to see him. So I stood there until one in the afternoon.A line of black SUVs splashed through the dirty puddles. The convoy pulled up in front of the rusted shipping container. A guard opened the door. Camila stepped down first. She hung off Matteo's arm, her glossed red lips cur
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