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Chapter 165: The Arrival
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The Vitale Brothers Ruined Me, Then Made Me Their Queen Chapter 165: The Arrival
The cry shatters the silence like a hammer striking glass.It isn't a whimper. It isn't a tentative cough or a sputtering gasp for air. It is a roar.High, clear, and vibrating with indignation, the sound rips through the sterile air of the medical suite, bouncing off the monitors and the walls, announcing to the world that a new Vitale has arrived and is already demanding tribute.The sound is electric. It cuts through the thick, grey haze of my exhaustion, sharpening the blurry edges of the room into high-definition focus. My heart, which has been hammering a frantic, terrified rhythm against my ribs for hours, suddenly stutters and resets."She's out," Dr. Rossi breathes. His voice is thick, heavy with the kind of relief that only comes after holding a life in the balance.He lifts the baby.She is held high against the harsh light of the surgical lamps. She is slick with white vernix and streaks of bright red blood, her skin a mottled purple that is already flushing into a deep, a
The Vitale Brothers Ruined Me, Then Made Me Their Queen Chapter 164: The Ring of Fire
There is no room for dignity in a delivery room. There is only survival.My body is no longer my own. It is a battlefield. It is being ripped apart from the inside out by a force that feels less like a child and more like a tectonic shift.I am screaming.The sound rips out of my throat, raw and animalistic. It echoes off the sterile walls of the medical suite, a terrifying noise that silences even Spadino."Again!" Dr. Rossi shouts. "Push past the burn, Graziella! You have to push!""I can't!" I gasp, falling back against the pillows, sweat stinging my eyes. "It’s splitting me open! It’s fire!""It is fire," Rossi says grimly. "It's the ring of fire. The head is crowning. If you stop now, the pressure will tear you. You have to push through it."I look at Aureliano.He is kneeling beside the bed, gripping my left hand. His face is a mask of pure, unadulterated terror. The King of Palermo, the man who orders executions without blinking, looks like he is about to vomit."Do it," Aureli
The Vitale Brothers Ruined Me, Then Made Me Their Queen Chapter 163: The Long Night
Waiting is a form of torture the Vitale brothers are not equipped for.They are men of action. They breach doors. They execute strategies. They force the world to bend to their will through violence and velocity.But you cannot breach a cervix. You cannot intimidate a uterus into dilating faster.Time in the medical suite has become a thick, viscous substance. It pools in the corners of the room, smelling of antiseptic and high-voltage anxiety.I am sitting on the edge of the bed, my feet dangling. The hospital gown they made me change into is thin, but Ciro has draped his heavy tactical jacket over my shoulders. It smells of him—gunpowder and cedar—and acts as a shield against the sterile chill of the room.The monitor beeps. Beep. Beep. Beep.It is the only steady rhythm in a room full of chaotic heartbeats.Aureliano is pacing.He has worn a track in the expensive rug. He walks from the window to the door, turns, and walks back. Every time he passes Dr. Rossi, he glares at the man
The Vitale Brothers Ruined Me, Then Made Me Their Queen Chapter 162: The Birth Plan
Dinner in the Vitale household usually tastes like strategy. Tonight, it tastes like iodine and dread.We are seated at the long mahogany table in the formal dining room. The chandeliers are dimmed, casting a golden, heavy light over the spread of roasted lamb and root vegetables that no one is eating.The air is pressurized. It feels less like a meal and more like the final briefing before a black ops mission."Rossi is in the guest house," Aureliano says, cutting his meat with surgical precision. "He has a full team. Anesthesiologist. Two nurses. A pediatric specialist.""The equipment?" Ciro asks. He isn't eating. He is staring at the door, his massive arms crossed over his chest, his biceps straining against the black fabric of his shirt."Installed," Aureliano confirms. "The East Wing suite is now a Level 1 trauma center. Incubator. Defibrillator. Blood bank with her type."He looks at me.His grey eyes are storms of controlled panic. He reaches under the table. His hand finds my
The Vitale Brothers Ruined Me, Then Made Me Their Queen Chapter 161: The Fear
The dark is usually my friend. It hides the bruises. It hides the fear. It hides the girl who stood in the rain.But tonight, the dark is a shroud.I wake up gasping, my lungs seizing as if I am underwater. The air in the master bedroom is cool, conditioned to a perfect sleeping temperature, but my skin is burning. I am drenched in a cold, clammy sweat that pastes my silk nightgown to my back.I sit up, clutching the duvet. My heart hammers a frantic, erratic rhythm against my ribs—thud-thud-thud—like a bird trapping itself in a cage.The silence of the mansion presses against my ears. It isn't peaceful. It is the heavy, suffocating silence of a waiting room. The silence before the doctor comes out to tell you there is nothing more they can do.I look at the shadows in the corner of the room. They twist and writhe, taking shapes I don't want to see.I see a hospital bed. I see a woman with my face, pale and bloodless, her life draining away onto white sheets. I see a baby crying in a
The Vitale Brothers Ruined Me, Then Made Me Their Queen Chapter 160: The Corsican Trap
The clock on the bedside table reads 2100 hours.I am lying in the dark. The heavy velvet curtains are drawn, turning the master suite into a sensory deprivation tank. My body is still—my ankles propped on pillows, my hands resting on the mound of my stomach—but my mind is racing at a hundred miles an hour down the coastal highway.I am not in this bed. I am on the water.I close my eyes. I can see the plan I drew on the map as clearly as if it were etched into my eyelids.Vector One: The Ghost Fleet.In my mind, I see the three speedboats cutting through the black water off Pantelleria. They are running dark. No lights. No transponders. Just the roar of engines and the spray of salt.They are the bait.I imagine the Corsican spotters on the ridge seeing the wake. I imagine the radio call. Target acquired. The shipment is unprotected.I smile in the darkness.They think they are hunting a fat, slow cargo ship. They don't know they are chasing smoke.2115 hours.The baby kicks—a sharp
The Vitale Brothers Ruined Me, Then Made Me Their Queen Chapter 24: The Theft
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