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The Don's Wife, The Brother's Whore Chapter 72
Lilith POV He said my name like it belonged in his mouth. “Antonella…” I turned fully this time. I did not pull my hand away when he took it. That surprised me more than anything else. His grip was careful, not loose, not firm enough to feel like control. Just there, waiting to see what I would do with it. For a moment, neither of us spoke. The room held too much of someone else’s life for easy conversation. The bed behind him, the soft light falling across the old wood, the faint scent of something floral that had nothing to do with me and everything to do with the woman who used to sleep here. Leo did not look away. “I’m sorry I came late.” He said it without hesitation. No buildup. No excuse wrapped around it. I watched him. There were a dozen ways I could have answered that. None of them felt simple enough to say out loud
The Don's Wife, The Brother's Whore Chapter 71
Lilith POV I did not go back to sleep after the balcony. I went back inside because there was nowhere else to go, because standing out there any longer would have made it obvious that Matteo had unsettled me more than I wanted to admit. He had introduced himself as Matteo. He had joked about Leo, I could tell they were friends. He was older than me by a few years, maybe early thirties, with sharp features and dark hair combed back from his forehead. Nothing about him was loud. He did not need loud. Men who grew up inside power rarely did. His accent had been thick enough to remind me this was not New York. Matteo had looked at me as though he already knew where I had come from, what I had lost, and how little of it I trusted. That was what stayed with me. I crossed the hallway quietly, arms folded around myself, still wearing the night on my skin, and nearly walked into Leo. He
The Don's Wife, The Brother's Whore Chapter 70
Damien POV The door closed behind Lucian, but the damage he left behind stayed in the room. For a few seconds, we were rooted to the same position. The house was quiet again, though not in the way it had been before he walked in. Rafe still had his gun raised. Maleek did too, both of them angled toward the doorway as if Lucian might decide halfway down the path that restraint no longer suited him and come back shooting. I stood where I was, tasting blood in the back of my mouth that was not mine, my hand still warm from the strike. My knuckles stung. Lucian’s blood had dried in a dark smear across my skin. Maleek lowered his weapon first. Rafe followed a second later, slower about it, his eyes still on me rather than the door. “You shouldn’t have done that,” he said. I did not answer him. I walked to the sideboard, picked up a clean cloth, and wiped my knuckles carefully, workin
The Don's Wife, The Brother's Whore Chapter 69
Lucian POV My office had not been quiet for hours. The calls kept coming, one after the other, all of them carrying some version of the same message. Something had gone wrong. A shipment had gone missing. A warehouse had been hit. Two men were dead. Another route had stalled because someone higher up suddenly wanted reassurance I had no patience to provide. I stood behind the desk, phone pressed to my ear, listening to a man in New Jersey explain why a delay that should never have happened had somehow become unavoidable. “I am not interested in the story,” I said. “Correct it immediately.” He started apologizing. I ended the call before he could finish. Another one came in immediately. Then another. Then Sophie. Her name flashed across the screen, disappeared, and came back again less than a minute later. I watched it long enough to feel annoyed, then turned the phone face down on the desk and reached for the other line. There was no room for her tonight. Not for questions, no
The Don's Wife, The Brother's Whore CHAPTER 68
Lilith POVThe air was the first thing that was different.I stepped off the jet and it hit me, warmer than New York, carrying something I didn't have a word for immediately. Old, maybe. The light was different too, even at this hour, a softness to the dark that New York didn't do.I stood on the tarmac and waited for something to resolve inside me. Relief, maybe. Or the specific exhale of someone who had finally gotten far enough away from the thing that had been pressing on them.What I felt instead was disoriented in a way that had nothing to do with the flight.Leo was already moving ahead, speaking quietly to the men who had materialized at the base of the stairs. They were not like Lucian's men. Lucian's men watched everything; you, the exits, each other, the room's potential for violence at any given moment. These men acknowledged. Brief eye contact, a slight incline of the head. One of them looked at me and nodded once.I didn't know what to do with that, so I walked towar
The Don's Wife, The Brother's Whore Chapter 67
Lilith POV The documents were still spread across the table where I'd left them at three in the morning, and I had read every page twice. The massacre. The orphanage records. The falsified death certificate with the date eleven years wrong. The memo in Vittorio Verona's handwriting, not a suggestion, not a proposal, a directive, with my name in it before I was old enough to have a name anyone outside that world would recognize. "The girl is the last heir. Secure her. Her blood is the final key." I had been trying to find the Rosetti family online for the past hour. Vague references to a Florence dynasty, some historical mentions in Italian archives, one academic paper about a powerful syndicate that had effectively ceased to exist after a period of internal conflict in the early nineties. No faces. No current data. No indication that anyone had survived. Like someone had gone through the record and removed the proof of life from every entry. I already knew who would do some
The Don's Wife, The Brother's Whore Chapter 33
Damien’s POV The glass walls of my office stood out from the city like a tower. New York flowed like water under me, nothing down there was truly random. I took my position at my desk with my laptop open, eyes fixed on numbers, reports, and projections. My hands moved skillfully while my mind s
Last Updated : 2026-03-26The Don's Wife, The Brother's Whore Chapter 38
Lilith’s pov “I love you” I wasn’t sure I was doing the right thing. I was, and still remain Lucien’s property, but I let those words slip through. Damien didn’t move. Not an inch. He was probably dumbfounded by my new found courage. The audacity to breathe such words without biting a lip. Like
Last Updated : 2026-03-27The Don's Wife, The Brother's Whore Chapter 37
GENERAL POV The energy of the party was overwhelming, music rolled low and smooth. Lucian stood slightly apart with Damien, close enough to see the crowd, far enough not to be overwhelmed as well. After some time he leaned in, his voice controlled. “Victor Sokolov is here.” Damien turned sharp
Last Updated : 2026-03-27The Don's Wife, The Brother's Whore Chapter 41
LILITH POVI inclined my head slightly. Sophie was shocked. Her face, her wide eyes, her shrill scream, said it all. She nearly dropped the hair dryer, but her reflex kicked in and she caught it as it fell off her hand. I nodded one more time, looking right in her stunned eyes. I knew she was not
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