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The Shadow Between Us(chapt.18)
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Twisted vows The Shadow Between Us(chapt.18)
Chapter 18: The Shadow Between UsNikolai’s POVThe night felt sharp.I could almost feel its teeth digging into my skin as I leaned against my car, parked just down the hill from the De Luca estate. Most of the lights were off inside, but I knew she was there. I’d followed her, not because I didn’t trust her, but because the place she’d walked into gave me a bad vibe.Watching her step inside felt like watching a lamb walk into a den of wolves.I wasn’t there to interfere. I just needed to know where her journey would take her. Would she come out stronger or would she be broken?Here I was in the dark, surrounded by the smell of diesel and silence, watching the woman I loved piece together a puzzle that was way more dangerous than she realized.I hoped she’d gotten the photo I sent. Yeah, it was a risky move, but it couldn’t wait. I didn’t sign it, though—I couldn’t just yet.She deserved the truth, but I wasn’t sure she was ready for all of it. Because the truth? It had blood on it.
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Alessia’s POVArturo's voice drifted through the room like smoke, filling the space where my mom and I had just broken decades of silence."Watching?" I repeated, slowly getting up from the edge of the bed and wiping my cheek with the back of my hand. "You mean listening—lurking. That’s your specialty, right?"He just smiled wider, totally unfazed. His black coat swept the floor as he walked towards us like a king coming back to a tainted throne. "Come on, Alessia. Don’t let one little family secret turn you into a martyr."My mom shrank back in her chair, which told me everything I needed to know."You tore them apart," I said. "You paid a guy to vanish with his own kid. You ruined Elena."He raised an eyebrow. "Ruined? Nah. I fixed her mistake."My nails dug into my palms. "You mean her love."He laughed. "Love? Alessia, I built this family on power, not romance. If you knew half of what your sister got into, you’d actually be grateful for what I did."There it was—that smug deflect
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Alessia's POV.The atmosphere was thick with tension as I stepped outside into the night, letting the door swing shut behind me. My brain was in a whirl, so it felt like I couldn't breathe. But I knew where I was headed. Now that I was stepping out of there, there was no turning back.The deafening silence of the night was broken by the shaft of light from my headlights as I drove through the streets. I had no business being out driving at night—my heart was still sore from the betrayal. None of it mattered, though. Not when the details I had been searching for were under the same roof as the person who could be behind all this drama and secrets, and Nikolai Volkov, the genius of the drama and secrets.I walked up to the De Luca mansion—my childhood home—and it didn't sit well with me. Familiar and warped, like a warped dollhouse. I didn't see it fit to ring the bell. I had my old key.The door creaked as I pushed it open, the silence greeting me like a specter. I entered the darkened
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Alessia's POV.The moment I swung my door open, the weight of the day descended upon my shoulders like a shattering sky. I let the door close behind me, leaning on it for an extra fraction of a moment. The silence in the room was suffocating, a echo of the chaos whirling inside my mind.I kicked my heels to the side and walked towards the bathroom, discarding the day like cast-off skin. The shower pounded me, steam curling upwards, but nothing could rinse away what clung to my mind. Not today. Not when the past would not remain still.I dried off and wrapped myself in a robe and headed straight to the living room. The warm light of the table lamp cast golden shadows on the mahogany desk, where I had laid out the evidence—photos, logs, call records, handwritten notes from the secret room, and that damned photo of Matteo. I didn't even know if that was his real name anymore.I took the photo of him once more—the one where he was out of focus in the back of a family reunion I never recal
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Alessia's POV The room was chill—chillier than it had any business being, as if the air itself had been frozen in time. Dust shrouded everything in the secret room behind the bookshelf, but what made me uneasy wasn't the silence. It was the feeling that this room had been waiting for me. One overhead light came to life as I switched it on. My breath was caught in my throat. There were boxes—marked and unmarked. Folders stacked high as a mountain. I moved to a little side table cluttered with personal effects—her old watch, a notebook, and a crumpled photograph. My heart jumped. It was a picture of one of our family reunions, years before. But my eyes caught something out of the ordinary. In the background, partly concealed, stood a fuzzy figure. My fingers curled up. Matteo. My supposedly dead ex. In the backdrop of a family gathering I could not recall ever seeing him at. He had not been my man back them. So why had he come? I shivered. My phone quivered with indignation in m
Twisted vows Same date, six months later. (chapt.13)
Alessia's POVFour days. Four agonizing, painful days of waiting — pretending to be interested in boardroom meetings, grinning at sales charts, sipping coffee that I didn't even enjoy.Each second felt like a force bearing down upon my chest, and no amount of deep breaths could bring me air enough. Something in me was certain — certain that as soon as I received that call, life would be changed forever.And I was proven correct.I received the text as I headed out of work."We must speak. You have an e-mail. High priority."My fingers shook as I opened the email. There were a few attachments — video screenshots, documents, a travel history. I opened the first file and saw the footage load.Matteo.There he was. Standing in front of me. On security camera footage at the airport. Four years prior. Alive.He strolled through customs nonchalantly, merging with the rest of the passengers. My gut twisted as I observed. He was meant to have gotten on a flight — a flight that crashed. One the
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