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Chapter 73
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“The internet is a graveyard, Paolo. Every major outlet has the Virelli name trending, and not for the summit. There’s a viral slow mo edit of Luca gazing at Kieran Wolfe like a Shakespearean hero. People are shipping them.”“What the hell does shipping mean?” Paolo barked, already regretting the question.“It means they’re romanticizing the scandal. Turning it into a goddamn fairy tale. You need to spin this fast before it becomes gospel. The press is digging into Wolfe’s past already. We tried to scrub his records but...”“Wolfe isn’t even his real name,” Paolo muttered under his breath.“What?”“Nothing.”He hung up again.He staggered back into his study, slamming the double doors behind him. The antique glass shook in the frames.Paolo crossed the room to his liquor cabinet, yanked it open, and poured himself a generous glass of aged scotch, no ice, no pause.He downed it in a single, shaking gulp.The burn did nothing to silence the rage.Or the fear.Because the truth was, he’d
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Later that evening, Reid stood on the terrace of the security firm’s rooftop office, a cigarette between his fingers, something he hadn’t touched in almost a year.The wind tore through his jacket. But he didn’t feel the cold.He watched the city lights burn like fireflies below.He didn’t know what tomorrow would look like.But he knew one thing for sure.If Luca Virelli thought his big declaration of truth gave him a clean slate, he was wrong.Because Reid had fought for Asher too.And he wasn’t done......................The door to the Virelli estate slammed shut with a violence that echoed through the marble halls.Paolo’s voice came immediately after, low, guttural, laced with venom.“You spineless little bastard.”Luca didn’t flinch.He stood in the foyer, rain from the city clinging to his coat, hair damp from the press gauntlet he’d walked through to get here. His face was pale, but his eyes were clear, too clear for Paolo’s liking.He had expected fear.Tears. Guilt. Regret
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Luca stepped back from the podium.“No further comments.”He walked away from the mic.Straight toward the side door.He passed Paolo, who stood there rigid, eyes wide with rage, mouth half open like he’d just been slapped in front of his entire empire.Luca didn’t even look at him.He walked past his father like he was nothing but dust.And when he stepped into the hallway beyond the press room, heart still racing, the door closed behind him with a final click, like the slamming of a cage.He exhaled.Shaky. Shivering. But alive.And then...Footsteps.Asher rounded the corner fast.Neither of them spoke at first.Then:“You really did it,” Asher said, voice low and stunned.Luca gave him a trembling half smile. “Yeah.”“Jesus, Luca…”“I couldn’t lie anymore,” he whispered.“You realize the fallout from this...”“I don’t care.” Luca looked him dead in the eye. “If I lose everything, I lose everything. But I’m done losing myself.”Asher stared at him, and for the first time since they
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Asher was silent, his eyes never leaving Luca’s.He was watching the man he’d loved, the one who once stood in the dark of his apartment and swore he’d fight for both of them.That man had been buried.But now, he was clawing his way to the surface.“What are you going to do?” Asher asked.“I don’t know yet,” Luca admitted. “But it starts with not showing up to a press conference scripted by the man who thinks I should be ashamed of who I am.”“And what about me?”Luca looked at him. Eyes raw, voice low.“I want you to stand beside me,” he said. “Not because you have to. Not because he tells you to. But because you want to.”Asher exhaled slowly.Then nodded.“I’ll be there.”Luca’s shoulders dropped just a fraction, like someone letting go of a weight they’d carried far too long.A beat passed.Then another.“You sure about this?” Asher asked, softer now. “This means war.”“I’ve been living in one,” Luca murmured. “Now I’m finally ready to fight back.”...........................The
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Asher’s face stayed still. Unreadable“I hated you,” he said, voice even. “For a long time.”“I deserve that.”“I hated you for making me believe in something. For building a future with me in secret, only to vanish when I was still clinging to it.”“I know,” Luca said, his voice cracking again. “And I hate myself for it too. Every day. I thought walking away would protect us both. But the truth is, I was a coward. I let him break me. I let myself believe there was no other way.”“Paolo?”Luca nodded. “He controls everything. My image, my schedule, my marriage… hell, he even controls Serena. You think it’s a coincidence she never left either? We’re both just playing the roles he wrote for us. I thought I could endure it for a few years. But now, it’s like I can’t breathe anymore.”Asher finally moved. Turned toward him fully.“And what do you want now?”Luca hesitated. “I don’t know if I get to want anything.”“That’s not an answer.”Luca looked down, voice quiet.“I want to stop pret
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The cottage door opened at Asher’s fingerprint, and warm light flooded around them.He carried Luca straight to the couch, set him down gently, and disappeared for a moment. When he returned, it was with towels, a blanket, and a look in his eyes that tore Luca open all over again.He didn’t speak.He just started gently dabbing at the blood on Luca’s temple, his jaw tight, his hands far gentler than they had ever been in all the years Luca had known him.“You’re hurt,” Asher murmured, finally.Luca shook his head. “Not really.”“Yes, really.”Their eyes met.For a second, the room held its breath.Luca dropped his gaze first.“I didn’t mean to…” His voice cracked. “I didn’t go there to… end it. Not exactly.”“I know,” Asher said softly.“You do?”“I saw it in your face.” Asher paused. “You weren’t trying to die. You were trying to feel something. Anything. Even pain.”Luca nodded, once. Slowly. It hurt to agree, but it hurt more not to.“I couldn’t breathe anymore,” he whispered. “Eve
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