로그인“This is for you.” Silence fell over the courtyard. Flaviana blinked. “Pardon me, sweetheart?” Lidia smiled and took her hands. “The car is yours, Flaviana.” The older woman stared at her as if she had suddenly begun speaking a language she couldn’t understand. “Mine?” “Yes.” Flaviana’s eyes widened, and her lips parted, but no words came out. Lidia squeezed her hands gently. “You have done so much for me. You cared for me when I needed someone. You stood beside me when I was hurting, comforted me when I felt alone, and loved me even when I had nothing to give you in return.” Her voice softened. “You became the mother I never got the chance to have. You gave me warmth when I thought I would never feel it again. I can never repay you for everything you’ve done, but I want you to know how much you mean to me.” Flaviana’s eyes immediately filled with tears. “Lidia…” “You deserve to enjoy your life, Flaviana. You have spent so many years working and caring for others. It’s
She immediately realized what she had said. A blush crept across her cheeks, and she lowered her face against his chest. Bruno’s smile widened. “Say it again.” “No.” “Lidia.” “Absolutely not.” He bent his head, trying to catch her eyes. “I’m sure I heard you call me your Ice King.” “You heard wrong.” “Interesting. Perhaps I should have my hearing checked.” She playfully pushed his chest. “Go and get ready!” Bruno caught her hand and brought it to his lips, kissing her knuckles. “As you wish.” Before releasing her, he leaned down and kissed her forehead. “Thank you,” he murmured. Lidia looked up at him. “For what?” “For staying. For giving me another chance. And for reminding me that happiness doesn’t always have to come from something grand.” His thumb brushed across her fingers. “Sometimes, it’s just coming home and finding the woman you love waiting for you.” Lidia’s smile faded into something more tender. She rose onto her toes and kissed his cheek again. “The
“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
Some hours earlier… The iron gates of Bruno Gennado’s mansion stood like a fortress against the world—cold, towering, and guarded by men whose fingers never strayed far from their weapons. War had changed the rules. Faces were no longer just faces. Every stranger was a possible assassin. Every vis
CHAPTER — THE LIE THAT BURIED HERRico didn’t waste a second.The Ice King’s orders were law, and when Bruno DeLuca commanded, the world moved—or burned. Rico stormed through the luxury boutiques, clearing racks without blinking at the price tags. Gold jewelry vanished into velvet-lined boxes. Dres
Laughter rolled through the smoky air of the bar, loud and unrestrained.“Hahaha!” Luca’s voice boomed, his chest swelling with wine and pride. Rosario’s laugh spilled after his, soft yet dripping with drunken delight. The two sat tangled in each other’s arms, their table littered with empty bottle
The dim kitchen light flickered once before going dark again, leaving the hallway cloaked in shadows. A faint rustle caught Lidia’s breath in her throat. She had been halfway to the back gate, her small bag clutched to her chest, heart pounding so hard she was sure it could be heard. Then—click.







