Se connecter“Bruno, what are you talking about?” Lidia asked again, staring at him in confusion.Bruno stood frozen near the doorway, his chest rising and falling heavily. His eyes moved from her face to the empty bedroom, then back to her as though he still expected her to disappear if he looked away for too long.“Are you leaving me?” he repeated, his voice strained. “Is that why your room is empty? Why are there bags everywhere? Why is the entire house so quiet?”For a moment, Lidia could only stare at him.Then she noticed the shopping bags scattered across the floor, the expensive gold bracelet lying beside them, and the pair of tiny Gucci shoes that had fallen out of another bag.Her confusion deepened.“Bruno, why would you think I was leaving you?”“Because I came home and couldn’t find you!” he snapped, but the anger in his voice dissolved almost immediately. He dragged a hand over his face, struggling to control himself. “I called your name. Nobody answered. I came upstairs, saw the roo
Bruno’s car rolled through the towering gates of the Old Wolf’s mansion, its headlights sweeping across the familiar courtyard. The guards immediately straightened when they recognized the vehicle, opening the way without hesitation.As soon as the car stopped, Bruno opened the door himself and stepped out.He adjusted his jacket and headed straight for Gennado’s office, his mind still occupied by the conversation he had shared with Lidia earlier that day. Things between them were finally changing. She was beginning to trust him again, and for the first time in years, he could imagine a future where they might truly become a family.He knocked once before pushing the door open.Gennado sat behind his enormous wooden desk, a file open before him. The moment he saw Bruno, a pleasant smile spread across his face.“Look who finally remembered that his father is still alive.”Bruno chuckled, walking toward him. “I was beginning to think you called me here just to complain about how rarely
Bruno waited patiently until Lidia had fallen completely asleep. He remained beside her for a few minutes, watching the peaceful expression on her face. After everything she had endured, seeing her finally sleep without fear brought a strange calmness to his heart. Carefully, he removed his hand from hers and quietly rose from the bed. He walked out of Lidia’s room and returned to his own. Once inside, Bruno took a long shower, changed into fresh clothes, and stood in front of the mirror for a moment. The feared Ice King was nowhere to be seen. Instead, there was a man who was desperately trying to learn how to love his family properly. After a few minutes, he quietly returned to Lidia’s room. He slipped beneath the covers carefully, making sure not to wake her. Then he wrapped his arms around her. For the first time in years, Bruno fell asleep with a peaceful heart. By six in the morning, he was already awake. He freshened up quickly and headed straight toward the kitchen.
The sound of the first gunshot still hung in the air.For a moment, nobody moved.Bruno and everyone else turned their eyes toward the direction of Lidia’s gun.A body collapsed heavily onto the floor.Before anyone could process what had happened, another shot followed.Bang!The second body fell beside the first.Silence swallowed the warehouse.Lidia remained standing with the gun firmly in her hand.Her expression was unreadable.Bruno stared at her for a few seconds.Then, slowly, a proud smile appeared on his face.He lowered his head slightly and chuckled.“I chose the right one,” he murmured to himself.Those two men were not strangers.Bruno remembered them.They were among the men who had once kidnapped Lidia.The same men who had tied her down, mocked her, frightened her, and laid their hands on her when she was helpless.Bruno had never forgotten what they had done to her.Neither had Lidia.She slowly lowered the gun.Her eyes moved across the room.Then they stopped on S
“I’m sorry. I’m sorry.”Lidia broke away from the kiss, her voice barely more than a trembling whisper.Bruno froze.For a few seconds, he couldn’t understand what had just happened. One moment, Lidia had been in his arms, and the next, she had pulled away as though the kiss had awakened something inside her that she wasn’t ready to face.“Lidia?”She didn’t answer.She lowered her eyes, wiped quickly at the tears gathering in them, and turned toward the entrance.Bruno stood there, completely lost.Why was she apologizing?Had he done something wrong?Had the kiss made her regret forgiving him?“Lidia, wait.”She kept walking.By the time Bruno finally regained his senses and hurried after her, she was already outside, heading toward the car.“Lidia!”She reached for the door handle.“Lidia!”Bruno caught up and grabbed her hands before she could open it.“Why are you running away?”Lidia looked at him.For a moment, neither of them spoke.Her eyes were filled with emotions she was d
“Crip… crip…” The soft chirping of a bird echoed strangely inside the dark, silent room. Scarlet stirred. The faint sound of a chair scraping against the floor followed. She hummed weakly as she tried to lift her head. Her body felt heavy, her muscles aching from being in the same position for what felt like hours. She tried to move her hands. Nothing. Her eyes suddenly snapped open. Her heart began pounding violently. She looked down and realized her wrists were tightly bound together with thick rope. Her ankles were tied to the legs of the chair beneath her. Panic surged through her. “No…” Scarlet struggled violently against the ropes. They only tightened against her skin. She twisted her wrists again and again, desperately trying to free herself. Nothing. Her breathing became faster. Then memories began returning. The road. The gunshots. The men. The fear. The darkness. Her mother. “Mother!” Her scream echoed through the room. “Mother!” Silence answered he
The garden was alive with movement.The sharp sound of shoes striking stone.The crack of fists against padded shields.The low, firm instructions of the trainer cutting through the cool morning air.Lidia moved like someone trying to outrun her own thoughts.Every strike.Every turn.Every breath—
Bruno received the message just before sunrise.Lorenzo lost the girl.She is missing.The city is being searched.For a long moment, Bruno only stared at the screen of his phone.Then—He laughed.It was low at first, barely a sound, like air escaping his lungs after years of pressure. Then it gre
Gennado held the phone to his ear, his fingers stiff around it, as if the device itself carried weight.“Speak,” he said.Silvano’s voice came through the line, steady but heavy. “I finished the comparison.”Gennado moved closer to the desk without realizing it. Elena’s photograph lay there, her ey
The phone vibrated once.Blanca Mancini did not reach for it immediately.She was seated at her vanity, brushing her silver hair with slow, deliberate strokes, as if calm were something she could manufacture by repetition. Scarlet paced behind her like a restless predator, heels clicking sharply ag







