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The Veil of Vengeance: Love, Betrayal and Redemption

The Veil of Vengeance: Love, Betrayal and Redemption

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โดย:  Oluwanifemi .E. Odumosu จบแล้ว
ภาษา: English
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Forgiveness

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Dark Romance

Divorce

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Valentina Luca, a struggling artist, marries the enigmatic billionaire Marco Lorenzo, who only married her simply because of her beauty and appealing appearance. Despite her efforts to win their approval, Valentina faces constant scrutiny and rejection from Marco’s family, particularly his formidable mother Francesca, who deems her unsuitable due her background. When pressured by his family, Marco agrees to divorce Valentina and pursue a relationship with Isabella Alessandro, a wealthy heiress recommended by his parents. Valentina discovers a secret about her parentage from her mother, Sofia—a revelation that alters the course of her life. Fabio Matteo, Valentina's billionaire father, reveals himself. Fabio, desperate for an heir and previously unwilling to acknowledge Valentina due to societal pressures, now recognizes her after a DNA test confirms their relationship. He bequeaths his vast fortune to her before passing away, instantly making Valentina the wealthiest woman in Italy. With newfound power and wealth, Valentina's former in-laws and Marco Lorenzo seek her forgiveness and return, begging for another chance. As she navigates her new reality as Italy's most prominent figure, Valentina must decide whether to forgive the past and embrace a new future, including a potential reconciliation with Marco Lorenzo or forget about him and give her new billionaire admirer, William James a chance. Prepare for a rollercoaster effect

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Valentina's Pov
Golden light covers the hills, casting long shadows over the olive trees surrounding the studio signalling the day was far gone. I gather my paintbrushes and head out of the studio."So fast?" asks James Williams, my newfound friend, with a warm sentiment in his voice."Yes. I'm done for the day.""And you wanted to head out without biding me goodbye? Come on, I thought we are friends now?""I'm sorry. Didn't know time had gone by so fast hence my reason for rushing out.""No need to fret, you're forgiven. By the way, I really liked your painting today.""Coming from someone as skilled as you, I appreciate that.""It's nothing. Goodbye, Vee," bid James."Bye James and it's Valentina." I correct gently trying not to sound rude."I like Vee better. A domani?" he inquires, prompting a smile to grace my lips—a rare occurrence."I see, the American boy is learning fast.""What can I say? Learning the language of a country is the key that unlocks its culture's treasures. Plus I have a brill
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Valentina
I struggle with the mystery of Marco's betrayal, locked up in this room with little or no food, wondering what misstep of mine caused him to serve me with divorce papers.Maybe, without these traits, he could’ve seen the depth of my love. As I look at my reflection, damaged, I grab the scissors from my vanity. I've given my everything to this man, loved him unconditionally, endured the scorn from his family, and yet, I'm repaid with this?"Cristos!" exclaims Mother, bewildered, as she walks in on me cutting my hair.I pay no heed to her, my focus locked on cutting my hair. She forcibly takes the scissors, gathering the strands on the floor, as if she could somehow fix the damage already done."Mia bambina, what have you done?" she asks, tears streaming down her face."My red hair, blue eyes, pointed nose, and this so-called hourglass shape – these are the reasons Marco noticed me in the first place. He mentioned all that to me the first time we met at an art exhibition," I say, tears
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Valentina
Sébastien, James' head of security, instantly removes his glasses upon seeing me and then puts them on immediately. Why the expression? I didn't cut off a part of my head; I merely shaved a section of my hair. It's not that bad. Okay, maybe a tiny bit, but that's the least of my worries."Holy Mary! You look..you look .." he stammers."Terrible? James what are you doing here? How did you find my house address and why do you have your security men hovering all over my mother's house?""Good evening miss Luca." Sebastien greets."James? You haven't answered my question?""Can I come in? I'd rather avoid someone seeing us and giving the press more fodder.""Alright," I respond, motioning for him to enter while Mother excuses us."Glad you are in one piece. I was beginning to lose my mind.""That doesn't answer my question James. What are all those men doing in my house? How did you find me and what do you want?""Vee, a question at a time.""And time is what I don't have!"Mother strolls
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Marco
As the sun blazed down relentlessly, everything shimmered in a golden haze, kissed by its unrelenting heat. While driving down Santo Spirito's streets, the negative stories told about these walls resurface in my mind, but my determination triumphs over any lingering apprehension. With precision, I scan the lively and diverse atmosphere, informed by a little birdie that Valentina often takes this route around this time.'Remind me why we're in Florence, especially in Santo Spirito of all places?'" Giovanni whines.I look at him frustrated.“Don’t answer that. How are we going to find her if we keep roaming around in circles?” he inquires.“Quit the questions, Giovanni! I'm trying to concentrate.”“I'm out here simply because you are a friend. If I get killed in the quest to find a woman you claim not to love, let it be known that I laid my life for a brother!”“No one is dying.”“I hope so.”Stressed out, I sigh, "She must be around here somewhere."“You haven’t told me why you are lo
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Marco
"Where are you coming from?" Isabella asks confronting me as I walk into to the house tired."You saw me leave for work.""That doesn't answer my question.""From work obviously," I say jingling my work bag in front of her."So why would you exchange your Mustang for that thing he calls a car?"Did she have me trailed? If she did, I'd be in a big mess because she wouldn't hesitate to run to her father and that's the last thing I need right now."The boy has always admired the car so I gave him to go for a spin, he's been doing well at the office, fetching us promising early-stage startups. It's the least I could do for him.""Whatever. Babe, I missed you.""I missed you too," I reply lacking the strength for any tantrums."Go freshen up while I make dinner.""OK. Thanks."As I walk into the closet Valentina and I once shared, I notice all her boxes are gone. Did Alfred put them in the store while cleaning today? I never asked him to except Isabella did!"Ella?""Yes, Amore?""Valentin
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Valentina
“Buonasera! Welcome to Trattoria Sofia del Gusto. What can I tempt your taste buds with tonight?” I greet, adjusting my apron. Surprise washes over me as I come face to face with Chiara, who appears unruffled by our unexpected encounter.“I’ll savour the Bruschetta al Pomodoro, indulge in Risotto ai Frutti di Mare, the Saltimbocca alla Romana, and finish on a sweet note with Tiramisu,” Chiara orders, her tone formal, emotions tucked away.“Chiara,” I acknowledge, my greeting filled with unspoken explanations.“Anything to drink?”“I’d love a glass of Pinot Grigio,” she requests, unperturbed."Chiara, please let me explain.""Isn't it too late for unnecessary pleasantries and explanations? Last I checked, we aren't friends anymore.""I'm deeply sorry. You know that was beyond my control."“Please pack up my order. I won't be eating in here anymore.""Okay," I respond as I sigh, not knowing how to go about it.She drops her payment, puts in her earpiece, and takes a seat.Chiara and I s
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Valentina
"What might have been going through her mind? Did she think no one would catch on? It happened in broad daylight, after all. If her aim was to go unnoticed, arriving by the side of the restaurant was an odd choice."Which brings me to the question: Who was that?"“Just a friend.”“Come on, Mom, be honest. Your expression tells a different story.”“How do I express this without causing more hurt?” she inquiries.“My feelings can't be more hurt than they already are.”"It's your father, Fabio Matteo.""Are you now romantically involved with him?" I ask, disbelief evident in my voice."What? No! You think so little of me.""I’m sorry, and he's not my father. He explicitly stated that. What does he want now? Mother?” I inquire, detecting her hesitation.“He wants you.”I halt in my tracks, bursting into uncontrollable laughter.“He's dying and wishes to see you.”"Doctors and artists share no common ground. Also, unless the angels whispered some new revelations to him about our connection
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Marco
"What is this I hear from Isabella that you haven't been sleeping at home for three days now, and yet you are still within the four walls of Tuscany,” Father declares, storming into my office with visibly bulging veins on his head.“Good morning Mr Lorenzo.” Heather greets. “Heather, please leave us,” I announce dismissing my personal assistant.He fixes a stern gaze on me, demanding an answer despite Heather's presence in the room."Good morning, Father.""Marco, there's nothing good about the morning. Are you attempting to put us in Alessandro's disfavor, knowing full well that Isabella is practically the air he breathes?""No, Father. It's just that she has moved her things into the house and now lives there, and we aren't even married yet.""And so? This is merely a weak excuse! The woman in question will soon be your wife. If not for your recent divorce, you both would have been married like yesterday.""Father, I'm not in love with Isabella.""Love?" he chuckles, the sound reso
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Valentina
“Valentina, your father may and may not have sent a convoy to come get you.”“You don't mean it.” I say taking one last look at myself. “Come see for yourself.”I peep out the window to see mother wasn't lying. A knock on the door draws our attention.“Go check, while I quickly thrown on a robe. I'll join you shortly.” mother informs.“Good morning Miss Matteo.” An elderly man greets.Miss Matteo??“Good morning.”“I'm Alberto, Mr Matteo’s chief of security.”“Hi, Mr Alberto. It's nice to meet you.”“Please call me Alberto.”Mother appears just in time.“Good morning Sofi.” he greets smiling warmly.“Good morning Alberto, you've met my daughter in person.”“Yes I have, a splitting image of you but the red hair sure comes from madame Rosemarie.”“Yeah. Take good care of my princess.”“I sure will. You can trust she's in good hands.”“No doubt. Drive safe.”Am I the only one picking up on the suspicious vibes between Mother and Alberto, Sofi? Really? I can't wait to return and uncover
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Marco
"I never thought the old man was serious. It's been a whole week, and your accounts are still frozen. What are you going to do?" Giovanni asks. "I just want to go home and have all these shenanigans come to an end. I'm exhausted especially with you having to cover my bills, and I sincerely appreciate you getting back the painting.""No worries here. Feel free to stay as long as necessary. I'm more than willing to lend you some funds to kickstart your own business and put aside those people, preventing them from causing more damage to your life. And as for the art, it's the least I can offer.""I can't bear the thought of starting from scratch. It's just too much. And the people you talk about with such disdain are my parents.""Then let them act like parents. Even adopted children aren't treated as poorly, let alone in this heart-wrenching way."I stay quiet, debating whether to disclose my connection to the Lorenzos."Wait, you aren't adopted, right?" Giovanni inquires, attempting t
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