MasukOn the day of her wedding, Vittoria De Angelis was dragged from the altar and forced to marry the enemy. Vincenzo Lucchese, the exiled heir of the Sicilian mafia, returned to avenge the deaths of his father and brother. In front of everyone, he stole his rival’s bride, sealing a new order of power, written in blood. Now, Vittoria is his wife. Not by choice. But by punishment. Trapped with a man who loves her, yet is as dangerous as he is irresistible, she soon learns that running from him may be even deadlier than falling for him. Because Vincenzo doesn’t want obedience. He wants to surrender. He wants revenge. And she is his guarantee. In this silent war between them, love might be the most lethal weapon of all.
Lihat lebih banyakFabrizio stood still for a moment, his expression impassive, his gaze sliding over Enzo as if assessing only a minor obstacle.Antonella, beside him, maintained her polite smile but discreetly squeezed Fabrizio's hand, feeling the tension in the air intensify.“It will have to be another time,” Fabrizio replied curtly, already taking a step forward, clearly willing to end the conversation before it even began.Enzo moved quickly, blocking his path, keeping the smile on his lips, although his eyes were hardened, making it clear that he would not take no for an answer.“I imagine you're not so busy that you can't spare two minutes to hear what I have to say,” Enzo said in a low, controlled voice, each word marked by the restrained tension that had settled between them.“Whatever it is, it can wait,” Fabrizio declared, his tone slow and disdainful, stretching out the sentence as if savoring the other man's irritation. “After all, since I'm here on enemy soil, I at least want to enjoy the
Meanwhile, in Savoca, Tommaso strode through the main hallway of headquarters with firm steps, the stress evident in every line of his face and his gaze heavy with irritation that grew with every movement.As soon as he approached Seraphina's office door, Tommaso pushed it open without knocking, with a firm and impatient gesture, intense enough to make her look up from the stack of papers she was reviewing.Seraphina's expression remained serene, contrasting almost provocatively with the restrained anger spreading across his face.“Don't you know how to knock?” Seraphina asked, her voice calm, almost distracted, as she turned her attention back to the papers in front of her, as if Tommaso's stormy entrance were only a minor annoyance in the face of more important matters.“Don't fuck with me, Seraphina,” Tommaso retorted, his voice harsh and laden with fury, abandoning any trace of the formality he usually maintained with her. “Do you think I'm an idiot?” he asked, approaching the tab
Vincenzo's breathing slowed down and matched hers, slower and lighter, until the trembling in his hands subsided, and the silence that surrounded them became a peaceful refuge, where he finally found rest in Vittoria's arms.“I'm sorry,” Vincenzo murmured, his voice trembling, almost a whisper, keeping his head resting on her shoulder.“Don't apologize,” Vittoria whispered, her voice calm, as her fingers gently ran through his hair. “It's okay to feel, Vince.” She declared, bringing her face close to his, her gaze steady and tender. “You don't have to deal with all this pain without help, amore mio.”Vincenzo closed his eyes as his sobs lost their rhythm, giving way to light, spaced-out sighs, as if each one were a silent effort to release what remained of the pain.Vittoria held him close, stroking his hair with slow, steady movements until she felt the weight of his body settle into her arms, finally surrendering to the exhaustion and calm that only love can restore.“Thank you for
Vincenzo watched her for a moment, his gaze resting on the gentle movement of Vittoria's lips as she spoke.There was something about her serenity that completely disarmed him, as if every word she uttered was an invisible patch, sewing up what the day had torn inside him.“My chaos, your calm,” Vincenzo repeated in a hoarse whisper, letting a discreet smile escape. “It seems like a dangerous mix, bella.”“Maybe it is,” Vittoria admitted, her gaze playing with his and a light, affectionate sparkle dancing in her eyes. “But that's undoubtedly why it works,” she added, picking up a piece of still-warm bread and gently bringing it to his lips. “Do you know what I want most?” she asked, watching the smile form on Vincenzo's lips after he bit into the piece of bread she had offered him. “For our son to grow up in a world where you smile like that every day, because that smile, Vincenzo, is the most beautiful place that ever existed to call home.”“Then I'll smile,” he assured her, bringing






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