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Chapter 17: A Little Adrenaline

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I return to the office a couple of hours later and try to get back to work, but my encounter with Eva has left me thinking. She is not my fan, which is more than evident in the way she looks at me and speaks. Her dismissive tone and shit-eating grin tell me a lot.

Her words, which seemed like a clear message, left me pondering this afternoon.

Memories of the wedding day flash through my mind. Salvatore was with a woman in that room that afternoon, there’s no doubt about that, but Eva? Surprisingly, the thought that it might be Eva, Salvatore’s lover, makes me angry.

I'd call that jealousy, my conscience whispers, looking at me over her sunglasses with a knowing smile.

"Jealous? Me?" I scoff. "Please, that word is not in my vocabulary," I finish the sentence with a growl.

If you say so.

I decide to put those absurd thoughts aside and focus on the laptop screen, only to realize I have a document with the updated budget for the hotel we are going to build in Inverness with the Di Santes.
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  • The Italian's Mistaken Vengeance   Chapter 17: A Little Adrenaline

    I return to the office a couple of hours later and try to get back to work, but my encounter with Eva has left me thinking. She is not my fan, which is more than evident in the way she looks at me and speaks. Her dismissive tone and shit-eating grin tell me a lot.Her words, which seemed like a clear message, left me pondering this afternoon.Memories of the wedding day flash through my mind. Salvatore was with a woman in that room that afternoon, there’s no doubt about that, but Eva? Surprisingly, the thought that it might be Eva, Salvatore’s lover, makes me angry.I'd call that jealousy, my conscience whispers, looking at me over her sunglasses with a knowing smile."Jealous? Me?" I scoff. "Please, that word is not in my vocabulary," I finish the sentence with a growl.If you say so.I decide to put those absurd thoughts aside and focus on the laptop screen, only to realize I have a document with the updated budget for the hotel we are going to build in Inverness with the Di Santes.

  • The Italian's Mistaken Vengeance   Chapter 16: Resistance. Sounds Easy

    I walk into the kitchen after my encounter with Salvatore and only see Ashley there.“Was it a good walk?” she asks while chopping some fruit.“Very good, and quite entertaining,” I reply as I walk over to the fridge and grab a bottle of water. I take a large gulp and let out a breath.I glance from the door to Ashley, wondering if I should do what I’m thinking. “Where is Molly?”“She’s in the laundry room. Today is linen day, so we started early,” she announces.Perfect. I guess it will be easier then.“Can I ask you a question?” I say in a low voice, and she nods. “Did you…? Did you know Salvatore’s first wife? Did you know Ginevra?”She stops cutting and holds her gaze on the fruit for a few seconds before looking up at me.“Yes, of course,” she replies in a casual tone, “I’ve been working here for three years.”“So, you were here when she passed away?”“Yes, a terrible accident. Mr. Salvatore had a really hard time back then.”I can imagine.“I see. But you don't know anything abo

  • The Italian's Mistaken Vengeance   Chapter 15: Treacherous Thoughts

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  • The Italian's Mistaken Vengeance   Chapter 13: Second Wife

    I don't see Antonio for the rest of the day, and I should be thankful for that fact. I don't think I can face him after the way he found Salvatore and me, much less the way Salvatore spoke to him.It is past five when I decide to gather my things and leave for the villa; I need to prepare for dinner tonight. I don't know what this dinner might bring, especially with Salvatore. Well, it’s not like I worry about him; I know he can defend himself and won't let anyone make him uncomfortable. I’d bet it will be the opposite, and more than one person will feel awkward around him.I park in the garage and enter the house, only to find a scandal. Evelina's outraged screams can be heard all the way to the lobby. I walk up the stairs cautiously and head toward my room. The closer I get, the better I can distinguish what the conversation is about.“You didn't have to enter my room like that, Mother.” Salvatore.“But you intend to defend that damned woman!” she screams.“Mom is right, I say we sh

  • The Italian's Mistaken Vengeance   Chapter 12: The Best Cured Meat

    POV. SALVATORE DI SANTE.“Damned brat,” I hiss when I observe the mark around my neck the next morning. The red line is evident, and I know I'll have to do something to conceal it. I hit the sink and scoff, enraged by my appearance. The wretch attacked me from behind, she strangled me! But I’ll get my hands on her; she’s going to pay for this, though I’ll have to think carefully about how to repay this affront. I must admit her action surprised me. It never crossed my mind that she was capable of doing what she did; Alright, now I know what I’m up against.When I recovered from the shock, I went to her room, but the damn girl had blocked the door with the dresser. I’ll be condemned if I let my family know that Helena tried to choke me in the bathtub.I enter the dressing room and prepare for the day. Shirts won't cover the mark, and just looking at a tie makes me flinch—son of a bitch. I look around and clench my teeth when my eyes fall on the sweater; it's black, so it will work. I p

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