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Alaric’s POV

The office was eerily quiet, save for the soft hum of the monitors and the occasional shuffle of papers as Allesio sorted through reports. I stood by the window, staring out at the dark city. Its usual pulse of life felt muted tonight, like it was holding its breath alongside me.

Emilia was out there. Alone. Possibly hurt.

My grip on the glass of whiskey in my hand tightened until my knuckles went white. I hadn’t slept more than three days—not since she was taken. Every lead had been a dead end, every second wasted felt like an eternity, and every beat of my heart reminded me of what was missing.

Her.

“Alaric.” Allesio’s voice broke through my thoughts. He stood near the door, holding a stack of papers. His face was drawn, the lines of stress deepening. “We might have something.”

I turned, placing the glass on the desk. “What is it?”

He hesitated, a telltale sign that whatever he had to say wasn’t good. “Our men tracked a vehicle matching the kidnappers’ description.
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    364Rosa’s POV I had faced armed men with nothing but a blade strapped to my thigh.I had walked into negotiations where one wrong word could mean blood on the floor.I had even survived a heartbreak so brutal that I swore I’d never let a man touch me again.But somehow, sitting here at this long, intimidating dining table, with both the Smiths and the Castillos staring at me, was making my hands sweat.I curled my fingers into my lap, keeping my expression calm, controlled. Like I wasn’t already imagining the absolute chaos that was about to unfold the second I opened my mouth.Beside me, Allesio reached over, resting his hand on my thigh.I turned my head, meeting his eyes. They were silently asking me if I was okay.I inhaled and exhaled.And then I nodded.Time to drop the bomb.I turned back to the table, straightening my spine. “We’ve set a date for the wedding.”There was silence.For exactly three seconds.Then, as expected, the room exploded.“Finally,” Emilia said, grinning

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    363Rosa’s POV The hour dragged on very slowly and every tick of the clock was grating on my nerves.Allesio sat beside me, calm as ever, while I sat on the edge of my chair, bouncing my knee like an addict in withdrawal.Meanwhile, Alaric was still in there with Emilia.Which was a good thing, because if he’d been out here, I’m pretty sure he would’ve threatened to burn the hospital down by now.“I feel like I’m going to throw up,” I muttered, gripping my hands together.Allesio smirked. “You’re not even the one giving birth.”I snapped my head toward him. “Do you want me to punch you right now? Because I will. Just to burn off the stress.”He chuckled, reaching out to play with a strand of my hair. “Relax, bambolina. The hardest part is almost over.”I exhaled sharply. “Easy for you to say. You’re not best friends with a hormonal mafia wife who has a love-hate relationship with knives.”He laughed again, but before I could give him another death glare, the labor room doors swung op

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    362Rosa’s POV I couldn’t stop staring at my hand.It had been almost twelve hours since Allesio slipped the ring onto my finger, but somehow, it still didn’t feel real.I was engaged.Me. Rosa Smith. Mafia princess. Chaos incarnate. Fully committed to a man who drove me insane on a daily basis.Wild.But the craziest part?I was so damn happy.Even now, walking into Emilia’s house, I kept catching myself sneaking glances at my ring, watching it sparkle in the sunlight like it was winking at me.And okay, maybe I’d stopped twice on the way here just to admire it in my car window.Not that I’d admit that to anyone.I found Emilia in the living room, curled up on the couch with a bowl of strawberries and a glare aimed directly at the television.“Ugh,” she groaned, tossing a berry at the screen. “These reality shows get dumber by the season.”I smirked, plopping down beside her. “Then why are you still watching?”She sighed dramatically. “Because I’m nine months pregnant and there are

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    361Rosa’s POV I hated surprises.Not the fun kind, like when a new shipment of designer heels arrived two weeks early, or when Emilia showed up at my place with a bottle of wine and gossip that could bring down an empire. Those surprises? Great.But the kind where Allesio smirked at me like he was five steps ahead and wouldn’t tell me a damn thing? Suspicious.And tonight, he was at peak smirking bastard mode.“Where are we going?” I asked for the third time as he drove, one hand lazily gripping the wheel, the other resting against my thigh.“You’ll see.”I narrowed my eyes. “I swear to God, if this is some kind of test—”“Test?” He cut me off, glancing at me with a slow grin. “Bambolina, the only thing I’d ever test is your patience.”“Exactly.”His grin widened. “Good thing you love me.”I rolled my eyes, but yeah, I did love him, more than I’d ever admit out loud but that didn’t mean I liked being kept in the dark.The car finally slowed, pulling into a private road lined with la

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    360Allesio’s POV I never thought I’d be the kind of guy to ask for permission to marry a woman.Not because I lacked respect. No, I had plenty of that. But because I was a man who took what he wanted, fought for what he claimed, and never needed approval from anyone.And yet, here I was, standing in Alaric’s office, my hands shoved into my pockets, debating the best way to tell my boss, who was he most feared man in our world, that I was about to put a ring on Rosa Smith’s finger.Alaric glanced up from his glass of whiskey, his sharp eyes assessing me. He leaned back in his chair, amusement flickering across his face like he already knew why I was here.“Alright,” he said, swirling the amber liquid in his glass. “Let’s hear it.”I exhaled, letting the words roll off my tongue before I lost my nerve. “I’m going to propose to Rosa.”His brow lifted. Not in surprise—no, nothing ever surprised Alaric. It was just mild curiosity, maybe even a little satisfaction.“You’re going to, or yo

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    359Rosa’s POVThe sun was warm on my skin as I stepped out of my car, stretching like a cat as I took in the sight of Emilia’s house.I barely had time to knock before the door swung open.“You’re late.”I rolled my eyes. “I wasn’t aware we were on a schedule.”Emilia smirked, stepping aside so I could walk in. “We weren’t. But I still like to give you a hard time.”“Charming.”She closed the door behind me, then turned, hands on her hips. “Well? Are you going to keep me in suspense, or are you going to tell me why you texted me last night saying, and I quote, ‘I have updates and you need to be sitting down for them.’”I grinned. “Oh, I intend to tell you everything. But first, where’s my goddaughter?”“Throwing a tantrum upstairs because she can’t have cake for breakfast,” Emilia said, shaking her head. “Alaric tried to reason with her, but she told him he’s the meanest daddy in the world and locked herself in her room.”I snorted. “Sounds about right.”We made our way to the kitche

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