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The Seven-Year Bet Chapter 10
Twenty years after Camilla died, the Five Families answered to only one man.Matteo ruled the American underworld with an iron grip. His name was law. But for twenty whole years, no other woman ever stepped foot inside the Long Island estate."Don, the council sent another proposal. The uncles are asking the same thing."His lieutenant glanced through the rearview mirror, keeping his voice careful and low. "You never named an heir. The crews in the outer boroughs are getting restless. They want to know... do you want to bring Mia back from the West Coast, or adopt a boy from one of the cousins?"Matteo sat in the back of the armored sedan. He did not even lift his eyelids."Cut off the hands of anyone who makes a move."His voice was dead and flat. The lieutenant shut his mouth and did not dare say another word.The motorcade moved through downtown Chicago. Every gun and smuggling route in this city carried the Castiglione name. But Matteo had one strict rule for his drivers: no sirens
The Seven-Year Bet Chapter 9
"Don, Gianna has been waiting outside for three hours."Midnight at the Long Island estate.No overhead lights were on. Only the red ember of a cigar drifted in the dark room. Thick tobacco smoke and stale whiskey hung heavy in the air.Matteo sat deep in his armchair, hidden in the shadows. He had not slept through a single night in a whole month. His sharp jaw was locked tight. His eyes were cold, lifeless gray."Send her in."The door opened quietly.Gianna walked in, leading Mia by the hand.The moment the door closed, Gianna dropped to her knees, pulling her daughter down with her."Don," Gianna spoke, fighting to keep her voice steady. "Please let us go."In the dark, the red tip of the cigar paused."Go?" Matteo lifted his eyes. His gaze rested on her. "This house has the best security and doctors in the country. What are you running from?"Gianna lifted her head and dropped all pretense. "I am terrified of dying in this house."This past month, she had actually tried many times
The Seven-Year Bet Chapter 8
"Boss, those are her things. The matriarch said she would have someone clear it out. Why put yourself through this?"His lieutenant spoke in a low voice from behind.Matteo did not stop. He tore right through the seal on the door. His dress shoes crushed the dead leaves scattered across the threshold.The heavy iron door swung shut behind him with a dull thud.The room was pitch black. Only a sliver of pale moonlight cut through the window, catching the dust floating in the air.He had not closed his eyes for seven whole days.Every time he blinked, the smell of her blood filled his lungs, thick and impossible to wash away from that rainy night.The room was terrifyingly quiet.A line of black garment bags hung neatly on the wooden rack against the wall. Over the past seven years, he had ordered expensive furs, couture evening gowns, unopened jewelry boxes, and Patek Philippe watches from Europe.Matteo pulled down a zipper. The tags were still on. Even the tissue paper stuffed inside
The Seven-Year Bet Chapter 7
"Insane! This is completely insane!"At three in the afternoon, the doors to the main study flew open. Three gray-haired elders from the council walked in, their faces dark with fury.The lead elder slammed a stack of papers onto the long table. He glared at Matteo across the desk. "You are signing a Blood Oath Dissolution in front of the whole country? Camilla is dead, and you are using your absolute authority to strip her of the Castiglione name?"Matteo sat in the shadows. Dark red veins filled his eyes.He had not slept in days. His face looked like carved stone, completely lifeless."I already signed it." His voice was flat and raspy.On the desk lay the parchment document. Fresh black ink sat right next to the red wax seal of the Don.Officially releasing all blood oath duties. Stripping the name. Setting her free."She was the Donna of this family!" The elder slammed his cane against the floor. "Stripping her name tells the world you drove your own wife to her grave! The family
The Seven-Year Bet Chapter 6
Broad daylight flooded the yard.The heavy door of the old armory creaked open again. The sharp clicks of high heels echoed against the cold concrete.Vittoria walked in briskly with two armed guards at her back.She pulled her heavy coat tight. She did not spare a single glance at the sheet on the cot. Instead, she stopped right behind the long wooden table."I just spoke with the elders," Vittoria said with cold, practiced authority. "Order the finest walnut casket. Have the bishop himself say the funeral Mass. Send word to the Five Families. Tell them our Donna died a hero defending the family bloodline."She turned to the lieutenant and tilted her chin up. "Make it grand. Shut every mouth in the country. That way, no one will dare question why Matteo took the doctors last night."The room stayed deadly quiet.Matteo had been kneeling by the cot all night. Now, he finally moved. Bloodshot veins covered his eyes. His stubble was wild and dark. His designer coat was completely wrinkle
The Seven-Year Bet Chapter 5
"Dead?"Matteo froze in the doorway. His throat bobbed. A sickening, bitter laugh tore from his lips."What kind of sick joke is this, Bridget?" He strode into the armory, his trench coat whipping in the freezing draft. "Mia's safe. I brought the doctors. Tell Camilla to stop playing games and get up."He walked straight toward the narrow iron cot in the center of the room. A white sheet covered it. The shape beneath it was paper-thin and completely motionless."Camilla?"He called her name. His voice cracked with a tremor he could not hide.Nothing moved under the sheet.His men and the surgical team crowded the doorway. No one dared to step inside. The air was suffocating.Matteo spun around, his eyes instantly bloodshot with rage. "Surgical team! Are you all deaf? Where's the crash cart? Where's the epi? Bring her back! Who told you to just stand there?!"He turned back and reached for the sheet. Even if she was just unconscious, even if this was another silent protest to leave him,
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