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Traded to the Rinaldi Don
Traded to the Rinaldi Don
Author: Eternity

Chapter 1

Author: Eternity
I carried my untouched tea away from the corridor outside Marco’s study.

He and my brother had just settled the details. They had chosen the convoy’s departure time, the place where my brother’s men would intercept it, and the story our family would tell about Sofia’s death.

Marco had needed only one sentence to decide what would happen to me afterward. I would live on a private island under another name. He would visit when he could.

He followed me into our bedroom and took the cup from my hands, as he often did.

“Your tea’s gone cold. I’ll have them bring you another.”

He knew I had overheard them, yet his voice remained calm. He spoke as though we were discussing an inconvenient change to our plans.

“Why do I have to go?” I asked.

“The men intercepting the convoy will be armed. Sofia has never been near anything like that. She’d be terrified.” Marco set the cup on the table. “You’ve worked alongside your father for years. You know how to handle yourself.”

I had grown up around guarded cars and tense meetings, but I had never agreed to be used in one of his operations. Marco seemed to think my ability to stay calm meant I would not be afraid.

“So I’m better suited to making everyone believe Sofia is dead?”

His eyes held mine.

“That part is only for the public. Your brother will bring you back safely.”

“And after that?”

He paused. “I’ve found a house for you on a private island. Once this is over, I’ll visit.”

I looked at him. In five years of marriage, Marco had rarely broken a promise to me. He remembered what tea I drank before difficult meetings and knew I disliked bright lights in our bedroom. When he came home late, he always had someone leave a lamp on for me.

I had believed those small acts meant he understood me.

Now he was asking me to give up my name without once asking what I wanted.

Someone knocked. Sofia stood in the doorway, her eyes red. Marco went to her at once and took the nearly full cup from her hands.

“Too bitter?” he asked.

She nodded. “I can’t drink it like this.”

“I’ll have them make another with honey.”

He gave the instruction without asking how much she wanted.

Sofia glanced at me. “I’m sorry, Elena. I know you’re doing this for me.”

Marco rested a hand on her shoulder and told her she had nothing to fear. I suddenly remembered that the tea delivered to my room always contained honey. I had never told anyone I liked it sweet. I had simply assumed Marco had remembered something about me.

After Sofia left, he returned to my side.

“See your parents tomorrow. Your mother wants to finish the arrangements before you leave.”

Outside, headlights moved slowly along the estate’s driveway.

“Have you seen the house you chose for me?” I asked.

“Yes. It’s quiet, and the security is good.”

He described the gates and the guards as though they settled every question. I wondered whether I would be allowed to leave the island without explaining where I was going, or whether even a call to an old friend would put their secret at risk. I did not ask. Marco had already made his decision.

“How often will you come?”

Marco took my hand.

“As long as we’re married, I’ll visit. Elena, I know you love me.”

I looked at him without giving him the answer I always had before.
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  • Traded to the Rinaldi Don   Chapter 10

    ELENA’S POVI accepted the Commission’s independent position.The appointment was based in Philadelphia. I would oversee the settlement between the Romanos and the Rinaldis, report to the Commission, and keep my own residence. Neither family could remove me because I disagreed with them.I told Dante before the final agreement was signed.He listened, then said, “That sounds like the work you wanted.”“It is.”“I hope you’ll still argue with me when my proposals are wrong.”“I expect I will.”He smiled. He did not ask me to reconsider the position or offer a better title to keep me at his estate.The signing took place two days later. My father represented the Romanos, while Dante signed for his family. The agreement divided the disputed business holdings, required independent audits, and ended the marriage arrangement that had brought me to Dante’s door.My father read the final page twice.“When you’re ready,” he said quietly, “you can come home.”I looked at him across the table. He

  • Traded to the Rinaldi Don   Chapter 9

    ELENA’S POVMarco waited in the same meeting room where I had asked for a divorce.He stood when I entered. The papers lay on the table between us, beside a letter from his attorney. Dante had offered to have a Commission representative present, but I had asked my own attorney to attend instead.Marco did not come toward me.“I’ve signed what I can sign now,” he said. “My attorney will cooperate with yours on the remaining filings.”I sat down and read the first page. The documents acknowledged that I had entered the marriage as Elena Romano and that Sofia’s recent use of my name had no standing. They also separated my accounts and property from Marco’s.He had begun undoing the arrangements that would have erased me.“I received the medical records,” I said.His face tightened. “I should have told you the truth years ago.”“You should have asked me before arranging the medication.”“I know.”He did not say he had been trying to protect us. Perhaps he had finally heard how little that

  • Traded to the Rinaldi Don   Chapter 8

    MARCO’S POVMarco heard Elena ask for a divorce in front of the Commission representative.His first impulse was to tell her they could discuss it at home. Then he remembered her question: Which home?He had no answer.Adrian argued that the original plan had been meant to protect both sisters. The representative asked him to describe exactly how Elena would have lived after the staged attack. Adrian listed the house, the guards, and the arrangements for keeping her identity secret.Each detail sounded reasonable on its own. Together, they described a life Elena had never chosen.Dante requested a recess so the representative could review the handover documents. Elena left the room with her. Marco started after them, but Adrian caught his arm.“Let her calm down.”Marco pulled free. “Stop saying that.”He went back to New York without Elena.Sofia was waiting at the Moretti estate. She still wore Elena’s coat. When she saw him come in alone, she looked past him toward the driveway.“Wh

  • Traded to the Rinaldi Don   Chapter 7

    ELENA’S POV“Yes,” I told Dante. “I want to stay.”He gave a small nod and asked his representative to show me to a guest room. No one took my phone or told me where I was permitted to go. A guard stood outside the main entrance, but he was there before I arrived and remained there after I passed him.I slept for a few hours. When I woke, my phone showed twelve missed calls from Marco and five from Adrian.His latest message came after my reply: I read what you said. We need to talk in person. Don’t sign anything before I get there.I set the phone aside.By morning, a Commission representative had arrived to hear my account. Dante had arranged for the meeting to take place in a room near the entrance so that neither family could claim he was keeping me hidden.I told her my real name, then explained the planned interception and false report of Sofia’s death. She wrote down the details and asked whether I had come to the estate willingly.“Yes,” I said. “The change to the convoy’s sche

  • Traded to the Rinaldi Don   Chapter 6

    ELENA’S POVI silenced my phone and followed the Commission coordinator toward the house.At the steps, he glanced at my veil.“Before we complete the handover, is there anything I should know?”“Yes. But I need to tell Dante myself.”He studied me for a moment, then led me to the entrance.The man who had offered me his coat at the neutral estate met us there. He noticed my bare hands and asked someone to bring me a warmer coat. This time, no one stopped him.We followed him into a study where Dante Rinaldi stood beside a table covered with documents.He was younger than I had expected. When we entered, he put down the file he was reading and looked from the coordinator to me.“Was there trouble on the road?”“No,” I said.The coordinator set down the signed handover papers. Dante read the revised arrival time and lifted his eyes to mine.“You changed the schedule.”“Yes.”“Your family knew?”“No.”The coordinator shifted beside me. Dante dismissed him and his own representative with

  • Traded to the Rinaldi Don   Chapter 5

    Two rows of cars waited outside the Moretti estate on the morning I left.Sofia stood beside Marco in the coat I had helped her choose the day before. Her eyes filled when she saw me.“Be careful,” she said.Marco adjusted her collar, then came to my car. He reached toward my reddened fingers but stopped before touching them.“I’ll visit once you’re settled.”“All right.”My mother leaned toward the window. “Don’t be afraid. You’ll see your brother tomorrow.”Father was speaking to the convoy coordinator. He had instructed everyone to leave my veil in place and keep the bride’s movements private until the handover.I raised the window without looking back.The convoy left New York on schedule. Marco had put a blanket in my car. I folded it and set it aside. I ate when food was offered and asked no questions about Adrian’s plans.His two guards watched me closely at first. By evening, they seemed reassured that I had made no attempt to call home or leave the convoy.We stopped at the pl

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