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The Rossi convoy pulled up to the curb like royalty in exile... black SUVs with tinted windows, and the moment the engines humming grew lower, the cameras were already flashing before the doors even opened.

"They’re here! That’s them!"

The reporters swarmed like bees to honey, microphones held out like weapons, voices overlapping in a chaos of questions:

"Is it true Alejandro tried to have Kia killed?"

"Does the Rossi family take responsibility for the shooting?"

"Why aren’t Maria and Kia with you today?"

"Are they distancing themselves from you?"

Princess stepped out first, eyes hidden behind massive sunglasses, lips tight. She tugged her blazer straight and ignored every question as if they were beneath her.

Behind her, Antonio and Juan emerged, both tall, both stiff-jawed, their matching frowns making them look like carbon copies of each other... only with different levels of simmering rage.

Carlo was last.

He took his time stepping out of the car, leaning on his cane like a scepte
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  • The son of a billionaire in disguise   So easy

    The office was silent, save for the steady ticking of the wall clock and the low hum of the city far below. Antonio sat behind his desk, composed as ever as he watched, Juan by the window, arms crossed, jaw locked, still reeling from what he’d agreed to.A knock broke the silence, sharp and deliberate.“Enter,” Antonio called, already knowing who it was.The door opened to reveal a sharply dressed man in a deep navy three-piece suit, his black briefcase gleaming under the chandelier. His presence was crisp, polished, every step purposeful.“Mr. Rossi,” he said with a nod. “As instructed.”“Over there, Dean,” Antonio said, gesturing to the table between their seats. “Let’s get started.”Dean DeCasso, Antonio’s personal attorney, snapped open his briefcase, the locks clicking, and with meticulous care, he laid out a stack of documents, his fingers moving patiently.“Full inheritance forfeiture,” he said without looking up. “This draft covers the immediate transfer of all rights to the R

  • The son of a billionaire in disguise   Blood Price

    The silence in Antonio’s office was thick, sticky with tension. Juan stood near the window, his knuckles pressed to the glass, forehead down, chest still heaving as the weight of his brother’s ultimatum sank into his bones.Antonio remained seated, legs crossed, hands steepled beneath his chin as he stared at Juan like a chessboard he’d already won.“I’m not saying it again,” Antonio said, voice well polished. "That’s the final bargain. Your son’s freedom... in exchange for your family stepping aside. Sign away your claim to the inheritance, yours and your children’s. That’s the cost.”Juan’s breath came out uneven. His throat bobbed. “You’d really do it. You’d really leave Alejandro in there to rot.”“If you say no?” Antonio shrugged. “Yes. I would.”A beat passed.Juan didn’t answer right away. His jaw worked furiously, like he was chewing on the taste of betrayal itself. He spun around, eyes sharp with something between grief and hatred.“I raised him to be strong,” Juan muttered.

  • The son of a billionaire in disguise   Competitors

    The silence between them stretched, brittle and cracking at the edges.Antonio stood by the window, back to his brother, watching the skyline through slits in the blinds as Juan’s voice echoed behind him, low, hoarse. “... I beg of you... Help me with Alejandro’s case. They’re going to throw him to the wolves.”Still, Antonio didn’t turn.Juan’s voice tightened. “You know what they’ll do to him in there. This isn’t some tabloid scandal or slap on the wrist. If they convict him, if the state gets involved, we both know... he won’t walk out of there anytime soon.”A long breath filled the space between them.Finally, Antonio exhaled.“You realize what you're asking me to do would put me in direct defiance of our father.”Juan said nothing.“He disowned Alejandro. Said anyone who tried to protect him would face the same fate. That’s not a warning. That’s a promise.”Still, Juan didn’t speak.Antonio finally turned, his face cold and impassive. "You want me to risk everything I’ve worked

  • The son of a billionaire in disguise   Family

    The Rossi convoy pulled up to the curb like royalty in exile... black SUVs with tinted windows, and the moment the engines humming grew lower, the cameras were already flashing before the doors even opened."They’re here! That’s them!"The reporters swarmed like bees to honey, microphones held out like weapons, voices overlapping in a chaos of questions:"Is it true Alejandro tried to have Kia killed?""Does the Rossi family take responsibility for the shooting?""Why aren’t Maria and Kia with you today?""Are they distancing themselves from you?"Princess stepped out first, eyes hidden behind massive sunglasses, lips tight. She tugged her blazer straight and ignored every question as if they were beneath her.Behind her, Antonio and Juan emerged, both tall, both stiff-jawed, their matching frowns making them look like carbon copies of each other... only with different levels of simmering rage.Carlo was last.He took his time stepping out of the car, leaning on his cane like a scepte

  • The son of a billionaire in disguise   No intention of losing.

    The Rossi mansion was unusually quiet.Muted sunlight leaked through the drapes, painting long shadows over marble floors and polished wood.One by one, they descended the grand staircase, shoulders heavy with the weight of shame and silence. Pajama-clad, hair tousled, faces pale from exhaustion and unspoken fear, they gathered in the sprawling living room, drawn not by desire, but command.At the center of it all sat Carlo Rossi.The patriarch. His presence was cold. Rage simmered beneath his sharp, calculating eyes as he leaned against the head of his cane. The air around him cracked with tension.He didn't wait for the last yawn to die before he barked, "Is this what the Rossi family has become? Lounging around in pajamas while our name rots in the press?"No one answered.Princess, half-asleep in silk robes and mismatched slippers, dared to mumble, "We spent the day before yesterday in jail, Nonno, and just got released yesterday. I think we deserve one day off."Carlo's cane sla

  • The son of a billionaire in disguise   that kind of woman

    The water was warm, rolling down their bodies in rivulets, drowning the silence that stretched between them. But not even steam could soften the stiffness now settling in Rene’s jaw.Maria’s breath was still unsteady from the way he had devoured her, but there was a flicker in her eyes, not just desire. Something more guarded.He didn’t move his head from her shoulder. His arms stayed wrapped tightly around her waist as the heat clung to them.Then came his whisper, soft, low, but edged in thorns.“How did you spend the morning?”Maria blinked slowly, heart hammering in her chest.She had anticipated many things. But not that question. Not right now. Not when her legs were tangled with his and her skin still bore the imprint of his mouth.Still, her voice came, airy and controlled. Practiced.“I stayed home.”Rene’s body didn’t react at first. But his grip shifted, a slight press against her lower back. Not painful. Not threatening. Just… tighter.“All day?” he asked.Maria smiled fai

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