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Just then, Alessandro’s phone rang.Cast aside all dignity, he sank to the ground and answered it, hitting the speaker without a second thought. That’s when I heard the urgent, panicked voice of his man on the other end: “Don, it’s a disaster! Several allied families have betrayed us out of nowhere. They’ve seized our key smuggling routes and killed some of our top lieutenants. The family is in complete chaos—we need you back at once to take control!”Alessandro froze stiff all over. I knew full well that when it came to the family, there was no time for hesitation for him.He was the Don of the De Luca family. He couldn’t turn his back on its fate, couldn’t let the family fall to ruin at his hands.Alessandro turned to me, his gaze brimming with regret, unwillingness and utter despair. Then he spun around and walked away from the villa gate, one slow, heavy step after another.His back was a lonely, desolate silhouette, etched with endless remorse and bitterness.Alessandro was gone.
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The moment the door clicked shut, the knot in my chest loosened a little, yet I couldn’t stop my body from trembling slightly.Evan patted my back gently, his comfort silent and steady. The baby seemed to sense my unease, his tiny fingers curling softly around my blouse, letting out a soft, cooing whimper. My heart filled with warmth in an instant, and I bent down to kiss his forehead, a single thought blazing in my mind: No one will ever ruin my baby’s and my life.In the days that followed, I would catch sight of Alessandro’s figure through the window, time and again.He still knelt at the villa’s gate, motionless, like an abandoned statue.The wind in the town was bitter cold, cutting through the air and wrapping around him, yet he stayed there on his knees—from dawn till dusk, from night till morning, refusing food and water, never closing his eyes.Sometimes, the wind would carry his voice into the courtyard, calling my name over and over, whispering I’m sorry until his words were
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I pulled myself together, my gaze still cold as I locked eyes with Alessandro, and said each word slowly and clearly: “What are you doing here? I don’t want to see you. Leave.”My voice was quiet, yet laced with an icy indifference that left no room for doubt.I knew I couldn’t back down this time. For my baby, for everything I’d fought so hard to build, I had to be brave—and push him away for good.“Seraphina…” His voice was hoarse and trembling, filled with abject helplessness and pleading. “I know I was wrong. I truly do. I’ve found out the whole truth. Bianca lied to me. I should have believed you, I shouldn’t have hurt you, shouldn’t have hurt our child. Please, forgive me. Give me a chance to make it right, please?”I stared at him, my eyes still cold, not a single flicker of emotion crossing my face.“Make it right?” I let out a bitter laugh, my tone sharp with sarcasm and exhaustion. “Alessandro, do you really think you can ever make this right? The pain you inflicted on me, on
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Seraphina’s POVOnce the car left the city limits, I headed straight for the port and boarded the private yacht I’d arranged in advance, setting course for the Nordic countries.The sea wind lashed my face, sharp with briny salt, sweeping away the suffocating weight of the past few days.A dull ache still fluttered in my lower abdomen on and off. I pressed a hand there instinctively, my fingertips brushing gently over my skin, a single thought burning in my heart: My baby, don’t be afraid. Mom is taking you to a safe place, and no one will ever hurt us again.After days at sea, I finally reached this small Nordic town.Gone was the bustle of Sicily, the endless scheming and betrayal between families. Here there was only a clear blue sky, flower-strewn hillsides, and soft evening breezes—even the air itself smelled of peace.Using a false identity I’d prepared beforehand, I rented a villa with a small courtyard on the outskirts of town. It was quiet and secluded, the perfect safe haven
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Just as my revenge was drawing to a close, and despair over my failure to find Seraphina was swallowing me whole, an unexpected piece of news struck me like a bolt of lightning.My personal physician, while sorting through the medical records from the day she fainted and the test reports from the hospital I’d sent her to, stumbled upon an overlooked result. The report confirmed that Seraphina had indeed been pregnant back then—two months along, with a risk of miscarriage due to her frail health and severe emotional distress. Her words to me back then, I’m pregnant, had not been a lie, but the truth.The doctor rushed the report to me at once, his hands trembling as he spoke: “Don, the lady… the lady was truly pregnant. She kept it from you, and with all the suffering she endured afterward, her health only grew worse. I don’t know… I don’t know if the child is still with us.”I clutched the report, my entire body rigid, my mind a complete blank. All my strength seemed to drain away in a
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I thought of Seraphina’s patience and the wrongs she’d endured, of how I’d sent her to that country villa to suffer, of how I’d forced her to work in a restaurant and endure humiliation, of the cold look in her eyes and the resolute set of her back the last time she left, of how she’d once asked me Do you love me? and I’d never had an answer for her.Regret crashed over me like a tidal wave, threatening to pull me under entirely.At long last, I saw how terribly, how utterly I’d been wrong.I’d thought I was upholding my duty, protecting the family’s name, but all the while, Bianca had been twisting me around her little finger. I’d been hurting the woman who loved me the most, the one who deserved all my cherish.I’d pushed Seraphina away with my own hands. I’d destroyed our marriage with my own hands. I’d driven her to the brink with my own hands.When Bianca learned the truth was out, she shook like a leaf. She tried to explain herself, to beg for my forgiveness, but by then, anger a
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