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Chapter 165: The Last Trap

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"Call the house," Lorenzo said, already turning toward Marco, "Now. Sofia needs to sweep every inch of that building."

Marco was already on the radio, moving several steps away, his voice low and urgent, and Lorenzo turned back to find Moretti watching him.

"She won't find it in time," Moretti said. "I built it the way I built everything else. To resist just the kind of search you're ordering right now."

"Then you'll walk us through disarming it," Lorenzo said. "Or you'll die on these steps in
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  • The Mafia Boss's Estranged Bride.    Chapter 169: Home

    Spring came to the villa the way it always had, unhurried, the vineyards outside the windows turning slowly from bare wood to something green and living again, and on the first truly warm morning of the season, Lucia stood in the kitchen with the doors thrown open to let the air move through.Matteo appeared first, as he always did, still in his pajamas, hair a wreck, already talking before he'd fully crossed the threshold."Grandma. Bruno says today is the day we're supposed to plant the tomatoes.""Bruno has excellent timing," Lucia said, handing him a small paper packet of seeds she'd set aside the night before. "Go find your father. Tell him we need someone with strong hands for the digging."Matteo ran off, and Lucia smiled after him, and it was another quarter hour before the whole house had gathered itself into the kitchen the way it did most mornings now — Isabella first, then Andre, still yawning, then Marco, already dressed for the day in the plain, unremarkable clothes of a

  • The Mafia Boss's Estranged Bride.    Chapter 168: After the War

    The weeks that followed moved differently than any that had come before them. They lived with the unhurried rhythm of people learning how to exist without the weight of an enemy waiting somewhere beyond their walls.Villa Nero's reconstruction finished quietly, without ceremony, the last of the scaffolding coming down on an ordinary Tuesday morning that nobody had marked in advance. Marco stood in the courtyard the day it was finally revealed in full, arms folded, studying the rebuilt facade with the particular scrutiny he brought to everything that mattered to him."It's not the same house," he said, when Lorenzo joined him."No," Lorenzo agreed. "I don't think it should be."Marco was quiet for a moment. "I've been thinking about what comes next. For me, specifically.""You'll run security here," Lorenzo said. "The way you always have.""I know that's the assumption," Marco said carefully. "I want to ask for something more than that, if you're willing to hear it."Lorenzo turned to

  • The Mafia Boss's Estranged Bride.    Chapter 167: What Remains

    Marco's phone rang before they'd even gone past the estate's gravel drive.He answered it walking, and Lorenzo watched his face change in the grey morning light, and the stillness of whatever he just heard settle over him which meant that something had gone wrong even in the wake of another that had, moments earlier, felt like an ending."When?" Marco said into the phone. A pause. "How?"He lowered the phone slowly."Ricci's dead," he said. "One of the guards found him few minutes ago. He'd hidden something… a piece of glass, they think, from a broken window pane he'd worked loose over the last few days without anyone noticing and used it on himself sometime overnight."Lorenzo stood very still, the fog still drifting low around them, Moretti's body was barely cold behind them, and felt the weight of it land somewhere he hadn't expected — not relief, not satisfaction, rather the grief for a man he'd spent weeks trying to save from exactly this ending."He knew," Lucia said quietly, c

  • The Mafia Boss's Estranged Bride.    Chapter 166: Face to Face

    Moretti's shoulders dropped, like some weight had finally been released from them, and for a long moment he simply stood on the crumbling steps of the estate where all of this had begun, looking at Lorenzo the way a man might look at an answer he'd spent six years dreading and hoping for in equal measure."You understand," he said quietly, "that I still can't let this end the way you want it to.""I don't think I ever expected you to," Lorenzo said."Dante built you to survive," Moretti said, his hand moved slowly toward his jacket. "I think, perhaps, that's the real tragedy of it. Not that Dante erased me but that I spent thirty years so consumed by that erasure I never once considered whether the man he built might grow into someone worth respecting anyway.""Don't," Marco said sharply, weapon raising."I'm not reaching for a weapon," Moretti said, though his hand didn't stop. "I'm reaching for the only thing I have left to give him."He withdrew a small, worn photograph instead — L

  • The Mafia Boss's Estranged Bride.    Chapter 165: The Last Trap

    "Call the house," Lorenzo said, already turning toward Marco, "Now. Sofia needs to sweep every inch of that building."Marco was already on the radio, moving several steps away, his voice low and urgent, and Lorenzo turned back to find Moretti watching him."She won't find it in time," Moretti said. "I built it the way I built everything else. To resist just the kind of search you're ordering right now.""Then you'll walk us through disarming it," Lorenzo said. "Or you'll die on these steps in the next thirty seconds and I'll take my chances with whatever's left.""You could," Moretti agreed. "But then you'd never know whether the device was real at all, and you'd spend whatever remained of your life wondering whether you gambled your entire family on a bluff you were too proud to test." He tilted his head slightly. "I don't think you're capable of that uncertainty, Lorenzo. Not after everything Dante built into you. You were made to eliminate risk, not embrace it."Lorenzo's hands ha

  • The Mafia Boss's Estranged Bride.    Chapter 164: What Moretti Wanted

    The old estate rose out of the fog, it's stone walls had gone dark with decades of neglect, ivy climbing where windows had once let in light, the whole structure crouched at the end of a long gravel drive that hadn't been maintained in longer than Lorenzo had been alive.They arrived at dusk, exactly as the letter had implied. Lorenzo, Marco, Lucia, and a small team positioned discreetly along the tree line — enough force to answer a trap, not enough to look like an army marching on a single man's invitation.Moretti stood waiting on the front steps.He looked older than his photographs, though the composure was exactly as Sofia had described it earlier, unhurried and contained, a man who had never once needed to raise his voice to be obeyed."You came," he said, as Lorenzo approached, Lucia a half-step behind him. "And you brought her. I wondered if you would.""Say what you called us here to say," Lorenzo said."Patience," Moretti said, and something in his tone carried genuine amus

  • The Mafia Boss's Estranged Bride.    Chapter 67: The Face Behind the Door

    The sound of that voice didn’t just fill the corridor, it settled deep into Lorenzo’s bones.Familiar.Too familiar.The man began to take slow, controlled steps forward towards Lorenzo. The dim light caught the side of his face first, displaying his sharp jaw, composed expression and eyes that hel

  • The Mafia Boss's Estranged Bride.    Chapter 5: The Secret That Breathes

    The room became saturated with heavy, suffocating silence that was waiting to explode. Lorenzo didn’t take his eyes off Isabella not even for a second.“What child?” he repeated, his voice calm. Too calm.Isabella’s pulse roared in her ears. Her every instinct told her to deny it, to shut it down b

  • The Mafia Boss's Estranged Bride.    Chapter 4: The Cage

    The elevator doors slid open with a soft chime and for a second, Isabella simply stood there, her breath shallow, her mind trying to process all that had happened. The guards waited silently and unyielding behind her, their presence pressing against her back like a warning.She stepped out slowly.

  • The Mafia Boss's Estranged Bride.    Chapter 3: The Escape That Failed

    Isabella didn’t wait.The moment Lorenzo walked out of the exhibition room, the air rushed back into her lungs, but it wasn’t that of relief but panic.Her hands trembled slightly as she gathered her tools, shoving them into her bag with far less care than usual because her every instinct kept scre

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