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Chapter 9

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Marco sidestepped Dante's punch, but the wild swing still grazed his cheek, drawing blood.

He wiped the blood away, his eyes hardening.

"Enough!"

The entire restaurant fell silent. All eyes turned to us, a mixture of curiosity, contempt, and amusement.

A hot flush of humiliation and anger rose in my throat, but I forced my voice to remain cold.

"Stop it! Dante, I was never your wife! Never!"

"Not when you were on Long Island, and certainly not the night you put that sapphire necklace around Scar
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  • The Last Month of No Masters   Chapter 10

    The Corinni family's skyscraper headquarters in Manhattan was pure chaos today.Even from Florence, I could watch the farce unfold on a live stream via an encrypted channel.Scarlett had climbed to the edge of the rooftop. She was wearing a maternity dress, swaying precariously in the harsh wind."Let her come out! Let the bitch who stole my man come out!"She sobbed, her accusations hurled at the media below, who had swarmed like sharks smelling blood."I'm carrying Dante's child! Aurora is the one who's driven us to this!"The scandal spread like a plague through the mafia world.But I sat under the grapevines in the estate, calmly sipping a cup of black tea.Marco looked a little worried. "Aurora, are you sure you don't want to ask? What if she..."I turned the phone's live stream toward him. Scarlett was crying and screaming on the roof, hysterical, but she was a safe distance from the edge."She's not just performing for me. If she heard my voice, it would force her hand. She migh

  • The Last Month of No Masters   Chapter 9

    Marco sidestepped Dante's punch, but the wild swing still grazed his cheek, drawing blood.He wiped the blood away, his eyes hardening."Enough!"The entire restaurant fell silent. All eyes turned to us, a mixture of curiosity, contempt, and amusement.A hot flush of humiliation and anger rose in my throat, but I forced my voice to remain cold."Stop it! Dante, I was never your wife! Never!""Not when you were on Long Island, and certainly not the night you put that sapphire necklace around Scarlett's neck!""So what gives you the right to call me your Donna now?"Dante frantically pulled a ring from his pocket and stubbornly tried to force it onto my hand.I recognized the ring. It was a trendy, off-the-shelf piece from some major brand. A pathetic substitute for the priceless, heirloom sapphire necklace his mother had left for his future wife.I snatched my hand back, a bitter laugh escaping my lips. The whole gesture was so clumsy, it was laughable."Is this how you promised you'd

  • The Last Month of No Masters   Chapter 8

    I made my new home in a centuries-old estate deep in Tuscany.It was surrounded by mountains, and the only road in or out had two checkpoints with armed guards.I deleted all my social media accounts. I cut off all ties to New York's high society.My days were spent restoring Renaissance-era paintings and pruning the white roses in the garden.I wasn't going to entomb myself over a mafioso who couldn't keep it in his pants.I restored a few famous paintings with my mentor. He wanted to push me onto the international stage, but I refused.I wasn't ready for Dante to find me yet.Occasionally, Bella would call on an encrypted line."Aurora, Dante has completely lost it.""He's unleashed the entire Corinni intelligence network. He's thrown the whole Manhattan underworld into chaos.""He spends every night getting drunk on hard liquor in his private bar. When he's drunk, he grabs hold of other bosses, his eyes red, and demands to know if they're hiding you. He keeps asking how he managed t

  • The Last Month of No Masters   Chapter 7

    The sports car screeched to a halt in front of the luxury apartment building on Manhattan's Upper East Side.Dante strode out of the car, then froze.Two enormous moving trucks were parked downstairs. Workers were hauling out the expensive custom furniture and art, piece by piece.The seventeenth-century carved sideboard we had paid a fortune for at a Florence auction was being dragged out carelessly."What the hell are you doing?!" Dante roared, grabbing a worker by the collar.The worker jumped. "Sir, everything in this apartment is being cleared out today.""This is my home!" Dante slammed his fist against the side of the truck."Actually, the sale and transfer of this property were completed forty-eight hours ago."A lawyer in a bespoke suit walked out of the lobby. He pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses and handed over a document."Mr. Dante. Legally, this property belongs entirely to Miss Aurora. She has exercised her right to dispose of it as she sees fit."Dante felt the world dr

  • The Last Month of No Masters   Chapter 6

    When Dante pushed open the door of the abandoned warehouse at the docks, he saw only Scarlett, perched on a rusted oil drum.There was no rival gang, no gunfight. Just a shallow scrape on her leg.Realizing Scarlett had faked her own kidnapping to lure him here, Dante was furious.But the feel of her soft body pressed against him made his anger falter.Scarlett held her wrist up to him, her eyes red. A red mark stood out starkly against her pale skin.She looked wounded. "They really did cut me, but I was so afraid I'd never see you again that I didn't let them cut too deep. Otherwise, how would you ever see me again, Dante? I really don't want to live without you."A flash of pity crossed Dante's eyes, but his words were sharp. "Next time, find a sharper dagger."Seeing he was angry, Scarlett giggled and wrapped her arms around his neck. "Alright, alright. Next time, I'll just throw myself from a skyscraper. A real lover's leap for our tragic passion."She thought Dante would melt int

  • The Last Month of No Masters   Chapter 5

    Just as the private jet touched down, a new post appeared on Dante's private social media account, which was only accessible to core family members.Scarlett had posted it.Hey everyone, it's Dante. My favorite thing in the world is pasta by the sea.The photo showed his back as he cooked in the kitchen, sleeves rolled up, revealing the strong lines of his forearms.A sharp pain shot through my lower abdomen, sudden and piercing, as if a dagger had been plunged clean through me.I crumpled to my knees right there in the bustling airport, and my vision went black.When I opened my eyes again, my nose was filled with the sterile, medicinal scent of a hospital room.A gray-haired Italian doctor stood at the foot of my bed, his eyes full of pity."Miss Aurora, you were, in fact, fourteen weeks pregnant.""From what I can tell, a combination of prolonged, extreme stress and a sudden emotional shock triggered what we call a threatened miscarriage. Unfortunately, in your case, it was irrevers

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