FAZER LOGINThe world went still. Lorenzo stood at the doorway, his chest rising slowly, eyes locked on the man in front of him.It was Marco and he wasn't on a screen, voice and a memoryHe was real and standing inside Villa Nero like he belonged there.Like he had never left.“You’re too late.” The words re-echoed.Lorenzo stepped inside, slowly. Each step heavy with something far more dangerous than rage. Control.“You walked into my house,” Lorenzo said quietly.“I built half of it with you,” he replied. “Don’t act surprised, we both know I know the blind spots.” Marco smiled, unbothered.Isabella pushed herself up from the floor, her breathing uneven.“Lorenzo…Matteo…” she stuttered.“I know,” he said, his eyes never left Marco.“Where is he?” Lorenzo asked.“You mean your son?” Marco tilted his head slightly, the emphasis was intentional and cruel.Lorenzo didn’t react or give him the satisfaction.“You came all this way,” Lorenzo continued, “just to run again?”“Run?” he repeated. “No, Lor
Sofia froze mid-typing as her eyes widened.“Lorenzo… we’ve got incoming.” she called, her voice cutting through the comms, sharp and urgent.“What kind of incoming?” Lorenzo asked, still holding the man he had pinned.Multiple vehicles with no plates and heavy heat signatures are speeding towards the estate” Sofia said as her fingers moved rapidly, pulling up external feeds.“Lorenzo…this isn’t a scare tactic.” she finished “They’re here to destroy the estate.” Lorenzo said, his eyes darkening.“What?!” Isabella’s gasped, Matteo clung tighter to her, fear creeping back in..“Seal all exits, full lockdown” he ordered into his comm. Lorenzo released the man abruptly, shoving him to the ground.“No, open the east gate.” he ordered. His expression moving to cold and calculated. “Are you insane? You’re letting them in?!” Isabella turned to him sharply.“ No. I’m just controlling where they come in,” he replied.Outside the Villa Nero Perimeter, vehicles stormed toward the estate with fa
“Matteo’s room has been compromised.” Sofia’s voice cut through the air like a blade.Lorenzo shot across the room in seconds, faster than anyone ecpected. His entire presence shifting into something lethal and focused.“Shut down all internal feeds,” he ordered sharply.“I’m trying,” Sofia said, fingers already flying across the tablet. “Whoever planted that camera piggybacked on your system. It’s buried deep and too clean.”“Find it.” he clipped.“I will, but we don’t have much time.” she said, he eyes darting around the screen. And that was all Lorenzo needed to hear, he was already moving while Isabella followed behind instantly.“Wait…Lorenzo…” she began.“Stay behind me.” he clipped.“No,” she snapped, catching up to him. “That’s my son.”“Alright, fine,” he said, acknowledging her.They moved together. ******The hallway was quiet, too quiet. The guards stationed outside Matteo’s room stood alert, but something was
The dull, heavy thud of his body hitting the floor echoed through Villa Nero, followed by silence. The kind that made breathing feel too loud.Isabella’s heart slammed against her ribs as she stared at the man on his knees.“No…” she whispered, blinking to make sure she wasn't seeing things.But he was real with bruises and blood all over his face and body. And looking straight at her.“Signora…” he choked out. That old title dragged her five years back in an instant.“Alessio…” she breathed.“You know him?.” Lorenzo’s gaze snapped to her.Isabella didn’t answer immediately, the truth was unraveling too fast.“He was the one,” she said finally, her voice tight. “He helped me escape.”The room shifted as all eyes turned to Loeenzo who in turn looked down at the man.Alessio was one of his trusted guards or so he had thought.“You helped my wife disappear,” Lorenzo said quietly.“No.. .no, Boss, it wasn’t like that,” Alessio shook his head quickly, panic flooding his expression.“It’s e
The car didn’t stop until they were deep to Villa Nero on the quiet outskirts of Milan. It was sleek, dark, and untouchable. Built with black stone and glass, it carried the cold, commanding elegance that mirrors Lorenzo himself. For Lorenzo and every other person who has connections with it, Villa Nero wasn't just a home, it was a fortress where power lives… and secrets don’t escape. The car drove through steel gates and armed guards. The mansion was equipped with layers of security that no one crossed without permission or consequence. It reeled to a stop in front of the glistening front lawn.The moment the car halted, the doors were already being opened.“Boss…” the valet began“Clear the area, no one comes near without my approval” Lorenzo cut in sharply.The men moved instantly.Matteo was out of the car before he could process it, his small hand still clutching Lorenzo’s shirt as if letting go meant everything would fall apart again.Lorenzo noticed but he didn’t comment, he
The gunshot cracked through the night, shifting everything. Lorenzo turned fast, too fast for the eye to fully catch as his arm tightened around Matteo, pulling the boy hard against his chest as he twisted his body…shielding him.Then a sharp impact hit as a bullet tore into Lorenzo’s side, he let out a low, controlled grunt but he didn’t fallnor even slow down.“Get down, Now!” he barked.This time, Matteo listened, the boy dropped, crouching behind the SUV door as Lorenzo shoved him there, positioning his own body between the child and the gunfire.Chaos erupted around them with Lorenzo’s men returning fire with brutal precision. One went down, then another, the third dropped behind the second car.But the attackers weren’t retreating rather they were relentlessly pushing forward.“Lorenzo, you’re hit!” Sofia’s voice cut sharply through the phone.“I’m fine.” he mustered be he wasn’t because bllod was already seeping through his shirt, warm and steady.But it didn’t matter, nothing







