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Chapter 30: The Wedding March

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last update تاريخ النشر: 2026-03-03 12:11:03

The dining room table feels longer tonight.

Spadino is sitting on my left. He hasn't touched his wine. He keeps glancing at me, his eyes soft and golden-brown, searching for the girl he held last night. He is waiting for a signal. A look. A smile.

I give him nothing.

I cut my steak. Scrape. Slice.

Ciro sits on my right. He eats with the grim determination of a man digging a grave. He hasn't looked at me since the laundry room. He knows now that his hands can't fix what isn't broken, and the fai
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    The library floor is covered in an antique Persian rug. It is thick, woven with threads of deep crimson and gold. It has muffled the footsteps of three generations of Vitale men.Now, it is about to absorb the weight of their pride."Kneel," I said.The word hangs in the air, heavy and absolute. It isn't a suggestion. It is the final clause of the contract.Spadino doesn't hesitate.He drops.He falls to his knees so fast it looks like gravity suddenly increased around him. He lands with a soft thud on the wool. He doesn't look humiliated. He looks... relieved. He crawls toward me, stopping just short of my boots. He rests his hands on his thighs, his head bowed, waiting.He is the Wildcard, but he is also the youngest. He is used to following. And he has been looking for a master who won't break him for sport.Ciro is not in the room. He is in the ambulance, or maybe already being carried into the East Wing. But I feel his presence. I know where he stands. The man who took three bull

  • The Vitale Brothers Ruined Me, Then Made Me Their Queen   Chapter 68: The Terms

    The car ride back to the mansion is silent, but it isn't the heavy, suffocating silence of the past. It is the silence of a ceasefire.I sit in the back seat, flanked by Aureliano and Spadino. Ciro is in the ambulance ahead of us, being transferred to home care—because Vitale men don't recover in hospitals; they recover in their fortresses.I look out the window.The cliffs are the same. The sea is the same. The iron gates are the same.But I am different.The girl who arrived here thirty-two days ago was a ghost. She was wet, cold, and terrified. She counted cracks in the pavement to keep from screaming.The woman returning today is dry. She is warm. And she is holding a detonator.The car stops in the circular driveway.The staff is lined up. Elena. The guards. The gardener who watched Sofia threaten me.They look nervous. They heard the rumors. The wedding is cancelled. The Don is back. And the girl who ran away... she is back too.Aureliano opens the door. He steps out. He turns a

  • The Vitale Brothers Ruined Me, Then Made Me Their Queen   Chapter 67: The Begging

    The hospital room is quiet, but it is not peaceful. It is a courtroom, and the verdict is about to be read.Ciro is awake. He is propped up on pillows, his chest wrapped in thick bandages, his skin still pale from blood loss. But his eyes are clear. Black. Focused. He watches me like a hawk watches a mouse that has suddenly grown claws.Spadino is on the floor. He is sitting cross-legged at the foot of the bed, his back against the metal frame. He looks wrecked—his hair wild, his clothes rumpled, his eyes red-rimmed. He is the Wildcard who has played his last card and lost.Aureliano is standing. He is by the window, his silhouette sharp against the morning light. He is wearing a fresh suit, brought by an assistant, but he looks uncomfortable in it. He looks like a king who has lost his crown and is trying to remember how to stand without the weight of it.I am sitting in the chair by Ciro’s head.I am wearing jeans and a black t-shirt I stole from Spadino’s bag. My hair is a jagged b

  • The Vitale Brothers Ruined Me, Then Made Me Their Queen   Chapter 66: The Cancellation

    The waiting room has become a war room.Aureliano is on the phone. He is speaking in rapid, clipped Italian, his voice low and devoid of emotion. He isn't shouting. He isn't threatening. He is simply issuing orders that will dismantle a legacy.I sit by the window. The sun is coming up over Palermo, painting the sky in bruises of purple and orange. Below, in the parking lot, news vans are already gathering.Word travels fast when a wedding is cancelled three days before the ceremony."No," Aureliano says into the phone. "Not a whisper. A scream."He hangs up. He looks at me."It’s done," he says."You killed her?" I ask."Killing her is too easy," he says. "It’s too clean. She betrayed the Vitale family. She plotted against us. If I kill her, she becomes a martyr. A tragic bride who died before her time."He walks to the window. He stands beside me, looking down at the gathering sharks."I want her alive," he says. "I want her to watch her name turn to ash."He checks his watch."The

  • The Vitale Brothers Ruined Me, Then Made Me Their Queen   Chapter 65: The Leverage

    The silence in the small waiting room is absolute.Aureliano is backed against the door, his chest heaving, his eyes wide. He looks at me like I have just pulled a live grenade from my pocket and pulled the pin with my teeth.In a way, I have."Show me," he whispers.It is a command, but it lacks the usual steel. It is brittle. He is a man standing on a cracking frozen lake, asking to see the depth of the water below.I reach into the waistband of my jeans. My fingers brush the cold plastic of the burner phone.I pull it out.It is a cheap, disposable thing. A drug dealer’s phone. It looks ridiculous in this sterile, white room, held by a girl covered in dried blood.But it holds the end of his world.I unlock the screen. The light flares, harsh and blue.I navigate to the gallery.I step forward. I hold the phone up to his face."Look," I say.The first image is a blueprint. It is the floor plan of the Villa Igiea—the wedding venue.Red X's mark the exits. Red lines trace the perimet

  • The Vitale Brothers Ruined Me, Then Made Me Their Queen   Chapter 64: The Accounting

    The hospital corridor is quiet.Ciro is asleep again, the drugs pulling him back under. Spadino is sitting by the bed, his head resting on the mattress, holding Ciro’s hand like he’s afraid his brother will float away if he lets go.I step out of the room.My legs are stiff. My back aches. The blood on my clothes has dried into a stiff, brown crust that crackles when I move.I need coffee. I need air.I walk down the hallway. The fluorescent lights hum overhead. Bzzzz.I turn the corner toward the elevators.A shadow detaches itself from the wall.Aureliano.He has been waiting.He blocks my path. He is still wearing the ruined suit, his shirt stained with Ciro’s blood. He looks exhausted, but his eyes are alert. Cold. Calculating.He isn't the grieving brother anymore. He is the Don who just realized his house has been robbed."We need to talk," he says.It isn't a request. It is a summons.He opens the door to a small, private waiting room. He gestures for me to enter.I don't hesit

  • The Vitale Brothers Ruined Me, Then Made Me Their Queen   Chapter 8: Bullets and Adrenaline

    The diary burns against my skin.I can feel the leather cover pressing between my breasts, hidden by my dress. Every breath I take reminds me it’s there.I am blood.The thought echoes in my head, louder than the clatter of pans in the kitchen. I am scrubbing a copper pot, my hands red and raw from

    last updateآخر تحديث : 2026-03-17

  • The Vitale Brothers Ruined Me, Then Made Me Their Queen   Chapter 7: The Combination to a Ghost

    The library smells of dust and dead words."Clean it," Ciro had said this morning, tossing me a rag. "Every shelf. Every book."It was a punishment for the broken wine bottle. Or maybe just a reminder that I am less than a servant here. Servants get paid. I just get to survive another day.I climb

    last updateآخر تحديث : 2026-03-17

  • The Vitale Brothers Ruined Me, Then Made Me Their Queen   Chapter 14: Ink and Secrets

    The house breathes at night. It’s a low, structural groan, the sound of concrete settling against the limestone cliffs, but in the dark, it sounds like something waking up.I lie in the center of the massive bed, staring at the shadows stretching across the ceiling. My body feels heavy, weighed dow

    last updateآخر تحديث : 2026-03-19

  • The Vitale Brothers Ruined Me, Then Made Me Their Queen   Chapter 11: Breakfast at the Head of the Table

    I wake up before the alarm.The room is silent. The door is unlocked.For a second, I forget. I reach for the grey maid’s uniform folded on the chair.Then I stop.I drop the uniform. It lands in a heap on the floor, looking like a dead skin I’ve just shed.I go to the closet. It’s mostly empty, bu

    last updateآخر تحديث : 2026-03-18
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