LOGINMatteo Rinaldiâs POV We arrived at the warehouse just as the sky was darkening. We had to be very discreet to avoid being caught by the men involved. Anything that could lead to a shootout before securing my kids was something I had to avoid. Arriving at the doorway leading into the warehouse, I felt a strange chill in the air. The place was eerily quiet, and as I stepped inside, my heart sank. The warehouse had been cleared out completely. There was no sign of Giulia or anyone else. I walked further in, the emptiness echoing my footsteps. "Damn it," I muttered under my breath, pulling out my phone. I dialed my fatherâs number, needing his guidance. "What's the situation?" he answered, his voice stern and filled with authority. "The warehouse is empty," I reported, frustration seeping into my tone. "It looks like they just moved out. The place is freshly cleaned." There was a pause before he responded. "They couldnât have left town. We can use this to our advantage. Look for a
Alessia's POV Grateful that I acted calm around Arianna and Camellia, making them believe I had resigned myself to wait for Matteo Rinaldiâs return, I went into the shower and had a cold bath. As I stepped out of the shower into my room, I noticed Arianna standing there. "Sorry, I heard the sound of water and decided to come see what's up." "Thank you, but I was just having my bath," I replied and looked away. "Alessia, are you sure you're okay?" Arianna asked, her eyes filled with concern. I nodded, forcing a smile. "Yes, Arianna. I just need to rest. Maybe sleep will help." Arianna squeezed my hand. "We'll be here if you need anything." "Thanks," I replied, feeling guilty for deceiving her. "I appreciate it." I walked to my bed and pretended to sleep. I lay still, counting the minutes until the house grew silent. When I was certain everyone was asleep, I slipped out of bed and quietly grabbed my phone and the note the driver had given me earlier. My hands trembled as I dial
Alessia's POV After the meal, we got ready to leave. The food had barely passed down my throat, but Arianna, being the doctor that she was, prepared something else fast and quick that I could quickly eat up in time for our departure. "Are you alright?" Camellia asked. "Yeah, I'm fine," I responded to her. I nodded, but I was far from being alright. My heartbeat was no longer stable as my thoughts were filled with so many possible outcomes of Matteo's journey to the abandoned warehouse. Arianna came up behind us and we got into Camellia's car and drove away. Behind us were Matteo's security personnel, and I could see some of them ahead. The sun was setting and soon enough it would be dark. I prayed silently that everything would be over by morning. We arrived in front of my apartment. The sight of it brought tears to my eyes. I stumbled out of the car and up the steps to the house, my heart pounding and silent tears streaming down my face. Camellia unlocked the door and we st
Matteo Rinaldi's POV After Giulia left, I wasted no time. I grabbed my phone and called the special operations team. "Stop the cab Alessia is in," I ordered, my voice sharp. "We see Giulia's car as well. What about her?" the leader asked. "Let the witch pass. Focus on Alessia," I instructed, feeling the urgency in my veins. I hurried to the nearest car and jumped into it. As I drove, the tension in my body increased. I knew Alessia would be resistant, but I had no choice. She needed to know the truth of what really happened. When I arrived at the gate, my men had already stopped the cab. Alessia was still seated inside, her expression a mix of anger and fear. The driver looked confused, his hands raised in a gesture of compliance. "What the hell is this, Matteo?" Alessia shouted as soon as she saw me. "I need to talk to you," I said, trying to keep my voice calm. "Get in my car." "I don't care about you and Giulia!" she yelled back. "I just want to see my kids!" I took a de
Giulia's POV I stared at the taxi as Alessia drove off in it. I felt disgust twisting in my gut. I was not expecting to see her opening the door, but I'm glad I did. That would further destabilize her. I could feel Matteoâs eyes on me, burning with anger and frustration. "Get lost from my sight," Matteo spat, his voice laced with venom. I didn't flinch. Instead, I gave him a cold, calculated smile. "I was about to leave anyway." Turning on my heel, I walked to my car, my heart beating with a blend of rage and satisfaction. As I settled into the back seat, my driver started the engine and drove away from Matteo Rinaldiâs mansion. As we approached the gates, I noticed men clad in black attire and masks crowding the entrance. "What the hell are they doing there?" I muttered under my breath. Arriving at the gate, I noticed the taxi Alessia left in was still there. Then I realized Matteo had ordered the gate to be shut, but as my car neared it, it was opened for me to pass. I wound
Alessia's POV I stirred awake feeling better than the day before, but something felt off. My eyes were heavy, probably because I had slept for so long. I forced them open and sat up in bed, taking in my surroundings. Matteo Rinaldi's penthouse. Then the memories of yesterday came flooding back. My kids were in danger, kidnapped, and I didn't know where they were. How could I have slept so comfortably all through the night? Tears welled up in my eyes again, but I blinked them away. I had to be strong enough for them. If I was going to find them, then I would need all the composure I could muster up. I hurried into the bathroom, desperate to wash away the fear and guilt clinging to me. The hot water cascaded over me, but it did little to soothe my anxiety. After drying off, I slipped into a light shirt and shorts that Matteo had provided. He was always making things available in times of need and I could not help but begin to feel comfortable with it. I stepped out of the closet







