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Chapter 35: Civil War
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2026-03-05 05:11:32
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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 159: The Nest
They call it "nesting."The books say it is a hormonal urge to organize. They talk about folding onesies and color-coding socks. They make it sound gentle. Domestic. Cute.They are lying.Nesting is not domestic. It is primal. It is a biological imperative that screams in your blood, demanding that you fortify the perimeter because a vulnerable life is coming and the world is full of teeth.I am supposed to be in bed.I am supposed to be lying on the Egyptian cotton sheets, eating soup and reading about pirates.Instead, I am in the nursery.The room has been transformed. The yellow paint—the same shade we used to cover the blood—is dry and odorless. The white oak crib Ciro carved sits in the corner, away from the window, away from the draft, away from the sightlines of any potential sniper on the cliffs.I run my hand along the railing.It is smooth. Ciro sanded it until it felt like satin. But I check it again. I run my fingers over every inch of wood, searching for a splinter, a ro
The Vitale Brothers Ruined Me, Then Made Me Their Queen Chapter 158: The Forced Vacation
Surrender is usually a tactical error. It implies defeat. It implies a loss of territory.But in this bathroom, under the steam and the scent of lavender oil, surrender feels less like a loss and more like a drowning.I am sitting in the massive claw-foot tub in the master suite. The water is milky white, infused with salts and oils that Ciro measured out with the precision of a chemist. It is hot, soothing the ache in my lower back and the residual tension in my abdomen from the false labor.I am naked. Exposed. Heavy.Ciro kneels beside the tub.He has rolled up his sleeves, exposing the dark hair on his forearms. He holds a large natural sponge. He dips it into the water, squeezing it so the warm liquid cascades over my shoulders.He doesn't speak. He works with a silent, terrifying tenderness.He washes my arms. He washes my chest, careful around the sensitivity of my breasts. He washes the swell of my stomach, his hand moving in slow, reverence circles over the skin that is stret
The Vitale Brothers Ruined Me, Then Made Me Their Queen Chapter 157: The Fire Drill
Chaos in this house usually sounds like gunfire. It sounds like shouting, crashing glass, and the heavy thud of boots on marble.This chaos sounds like silence.Terrified, vibrating silence.I am lying on the bed in the medical suite—the room we prepped months ago, the room that smells of antiseptic and fear. My hands are clutching the sheets. My breath comes in short, shallow gasps.The contraction that doubled me over in the office has passed, leaving behind a dull, bruised ache in my abdomen.But the panic in the room is just hitting its peak.Aureliano is pacing.The King of Palermo, the man who stared down the entire Commission without blinking, is walking a hole in the expensive rug. He is on the phone, barking orders into the receiver with a ferocity that suggests he is calling in an airstrike, not a doctor."I don't care if he's in surgery," Aureliano snarls. "Pull him out. If he doesn't get here in ten minutes, I will burn his clinic to the ground."Ciro stands by the door.H
The Vitale Brothers Ruined Me, Then Made Me Their Queen Chapter 39: The Last Supper
The silverware sounds like swords clashing.Clink. Scrape. Clink.It is our final meal. The Last Supper. But there is no messiah at this table, only three Judases and the woman they sold for thirty pieces of silver.I sit in the chair to Aureliano’s right—the Queen’s chair—one last time. I am weari
Última atualização : 2026-03-28The Vitale Brothers Ruined Me, Then Made Me Their Queen Chapter 36: Five Days Left
The house settles into an uneasy silence after the brawl. The maids have swept up the glass in the foyer, but the stain of violence hangs in the air like cigar smoke.I am sitting on the window seat, knees pulled to my chest, watching the moon reflect off the black water below.Five days.One hundr
Última atualização : 2026-03-27The Vitale Brothers Ruined Me, Then Made Me Their Queen Chapter 24: The Theft
The house is screaming.Downstairs, in the main drawing room, the Dowager is tearing her sons apart. I can hear her voice echoing up the grand staircase—a shrill, terrifying sound that cuts through the stone walls like a diamond drill."You have let this house rot!" she shrieks. "Discipline is dead
Última atualização : 2026-03-23The Vitale Brothers Ruined Me, Then Made Me Their Queen Chapter 10: The Thirty-Day Queen
It is two in the morning.The house is sleeping. The monsters are in their caves.But the light under the library door is still on.I stand in the hallway. I am wearing my oversized t-shirt, my bare feet cold on the marble. I am shivering, but not from the temperature.I am shivering because I am a
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