LOGINFour years ago, Kate left the man she loved standing alone at the altar, choosing her ungrateful family over him.She thought Lorenzo Moretti would eventually forget her.She was wrong.The gentle, devoted man she abandoned is gone. In his place stands Lorenzo Moretti, the city’s most feared mafia boss, a man who built his empire on blood, power, and revenge.And he hasn’t returned to forgive Kate.He has returned to collect his debt.When Kate’s gambling father loses everything and sells her to a high-profile syndicate club to settle his massive debt, she expects humiliation, captivity, and a life at the mercy of ruthless men.What she doesn’t expect is to find Lorenzo waiting for her.He is the man who secretly orchestrated her family’s downfall. The man who bought her freedom just to take it away.And now, Kate belongs to him.Lorenzo doesn’t want her apology.He wants her on her knees.But as old feelings resurface and the line between revenge and desire begins to blur, Kate discovers the most dangerous part of being Lorenzo Moretti’s prisoner isn’t losing her freedom.It’s realizing she may still be in love with the man who came back to destroy her.
View MoreI stared up at Lorenzo, completely speechless for a few seconds before asking him what he meant.Lorenzo took a step back, crossing his arms. "Someone maxed out my black card an hour ago, Kate."I blinked, staring at him blankly. I turned around and rushed over to the wardrobe, checking for the bag I had carried with me this morning and the day before. Then I remembered—I had left the bag sitting on the nightstand in the guest room where my father was staying.I hurried toward the bedroom door, but Lorenzo reached out and caught my wrist, pulling me back. "If you lost the card, Kate, just tell me. I can call the bank right now and freeze the account.""I didn't lose it," I said, my heart suddenly hammering against my ribs. "I kept it in my bag, and I left it downstairs."I pulled my arm free and hurried past Lorenzo, panic flaring in my chest. I prayed silently as I rushed down the stairs. Please, God, let it not be what I was thinking. Please let it not be Chloe who had taken my bag
I walked into the kitchen, my feet dragging against the cold marble floor. The moment I pushed the heavy door open, my eyes landed on Camilla. She was leaning gracefully against the island counter, sipping slowly from a tall glass of wine.My heart jumped straight into my throat. Every instinct in my body screamed at me to pull back and leave, but I forced myself to keep moving forward toward the cabinets. I picked up a few glass bowls and utensils, trying to see if I could fix something light for my father and Chloe for breakfast. Camilla eyed me over the rim of her glass as I walked, her gaze sharp and dangerous.I reached for the upper shelf, my hands trembling slightly as I grabbed a wooden spoon.Camilla set her glass down onto the counter with a quiet, sharp clink. "The fuck do you think you are doing?"I froze on the spot, turning around with the bowl clutched against my chest. "I... I was trying to make breakfast.""Are you actually trying to cook in my kitchen?" Camilla aske
Lorenzo held me tight as I cried, his large hand patting my back , his hands moving occasionally to smooth my hair softly in a rhythmic motion."What happened, Kate?" he asked, his voice low and full of concern. "Talk to me."I shook my head against his shoulder, unable to find the words right away.Lorenzo didn't push. He just stood up, guided me gently over to the living room sofa, and pulled me right into his lap after I settled down.I wiped my nose with my sleeve, sniffing as I looked up at him. "My father... he gave me an ultimatum.""What kind of ultimatum?" Lorenzo asked, his brow furrowing."He said either I bring him and Chloe to live here with us in this mansion, or he would just stay there on that floor and let himself die” I paused to sniff “He refused to go to the hospital, he refused treatment, I don't know what to do"Lorenzo listened closely, his jaw tightening. "I am not buying it, Kate, I don't even think they were sick to begin with. That sounds like a complete man
I looked up at my father, completely confused, honestly thinking he had to be joking. I turned back around and continued towards the kitchen. "Kate!" my father shouted behind me, his voice sharp and toxic. "Are you deaf? You are a cruel, heartless girl, willing to leave your own flesh and blood to rot and suffer while you sleep in a mansion!"I stopped my heart aching at his words, turning to face him. "I told you, Dad, I will do my absolute best to take care of you. I will pay your rent, buy your groceries, and hire nurses. But you and Chloe can't come live in Lorenzo's house, it's not mine."I turned back to the counter, but before I could take another step, a loud, heavy thud echoed behind me.I spun around. My father had collapsed sideways onto the floor, curling into a tight ball as he started coughing violently, his frail body shaking uncontrollably."Dad!" I gasped, dropping the ceramic plate straight onto the nearest table I scrambled across the kitchen tiles, dropping to my


















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