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76. The physical wound

Author: Sassy M
last update Last Updated: 2025-04-26 03:23:56

VINCENT

My eyes were glued to her every movement and every smile. I watched from the confines of my car window like I was on the outside of a world I used to belong to. My fists curled tight in my lap, nails digging into my palms as I watched her laugh like nothing ever happened. Like she didn’t leave a storm behind.

There she was, chatting away in the cafeteria, carefree and unbothered, while I sat there drowning in anger and betrayal. I wanted to march in there and shake the truth out of her. To make her see the mess she created.

Why?

Was I not enough?

Was my kindness not enough?

Did I commit a crime by helping her?

What did I do to deserve this betrayal?

How do you look someone in the eye and feed them lies with the same lips that once said thank you?

What stung the most wasn’t just the betrayal, it was the performance. The way she played me like I was just some pawn in a game she was playing with Santiago. And worst of all? I let her.

“Don.”

Bianchi’s voice pulled me from the spir
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    VINCENT“What do you mean you lost her?” I snapped, glaring at Bianchi as she stood before me, looking anything but pleased with herself.“I’m sorry, Don. I was watching her, but then she just disappeared. I don’t know how she did it.”“One job, Bianchi. I gave you one damn job, keep your eyes on her at all times. And what did you do? The second she steps out of the house, you lose her? How the hell does that even happen?” I slammed my hands on the table, the sound echoing through the room. “Do you have any idea how critical every lead is right now? How could you be so careless?”“I’m sorry, Don. I underestimated her,” she said quietly.I closed my eyes and ran a hand through my hair, trying to breathe through the frustration burning in my chest. Losing my temper wouldn’t solve anything but damn, it was tempting.“You lost Fabiola. Fine. What about the car? Have you at least been able to track it?” I asked, clinging to the hope that something had gone right and I would get some good n

  • The Mafia’s Feisty Captive   106. Facade

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  • The Mafia’s Feisty Captive   105. Suspect

    VINCENTI can’t let them take her. Not again. Not ever.My legs burned and my heart pounded as blood poured from the stab wound in my arm, but I didn’t stop. I threw myself into the car and started the engine with shaking hands.My breath came in harsh pants as I sped onto the road, locking my eyes on the cars ahead. They were fast, but I wasn’t letting them out of my sight.I snatched my phone and dialed Bianchi. He picked up on the third ring.“Don? Where are you? I thought your flight left an hour ago. Why…”I cut him off. “Bella!” I panted. “Bella’s has been taken,” I said and there was silence on the other side.“How? What happened?” Bianchi asked“I don’t know Bianchi. One minute we were on our way back to the mansion and the next minute a car blocked my path. These masked men came out and started attacking me. I don’t know them but they have taken Bella and I need to get her back right now!” I said“Calm down Don. You don’t sound like you are okay. Please come back to the mansi

  • The Mafia’s Feisty Captive   104. The return of fhe enemy

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  • The Mafia’s Feisty Captive   103. Two enemies become one

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  • The Mafia’s Feisty Captive   102. The mind of someone jealous

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