LOGINI went rigid. Lorenzo's face was pressed against my calf, and I could feel it was damp. When the old Don died, he'd shed only a single tear. Yet, the Lorenzo who'd once been so wild and untouchable was curled around my legs, shaking as he cried."Ti amo. Ti amo, Cinzia. Please, don't. I'm begging you. Don't be so cruel."I took a deep breath and said, "Let go. You're just used to having me around you. Maybe you do like me a little, but it doesn't matter anymore. I don't need your love. "Do you know what others have said about me all these years? Do you know how fast you ran away from me the last time we had dinner? How quickly you left me sitting there alone? I gave you many chances, but you never used them."Lorenzo shook his head fervently. A Don who was used to dangerous situations looked close to breaking for the first time."I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. Please, give me another chance—one last chance. I promise I won't disappoint you. "Do you know how heartbroken I was to see
The room went quiet in an instant. The guests from Southern Darvent looked at Lorenzo in surprise.Dominic saw my expression and calmly lifted his glass."Mr. Greco, if you've come as a friend to offer your congratulations, you're welcome to stay and have a drink. But if it's for any other reason…"He made a casual gesture, and the guards he'd brought with him stepped forward, guns in hand, their gazes menacing. The atmosphere in the room turned tense.Lorenzo didn't seem to care. His gaze stayed locked on me as he limped closer. Only then did I realize how badly he was hurt—his left arm hanging stiffly, his right leg dragging. His face was pale, sweat soaking through the thin shirt beneath his jacket.I frowned and hissed, "Are you crazy? You left the hospital after a car accident?" Lorenzo let out a low, humorless laugh. "Yeah. I lost my mind the second I saw you in his arms."When he reached inside his jacket for something, the guards immediately raised their guns and aimed
The antique watch was a unisex design, but it still looked odd on Elena's wrist.When Elena noticed my eyes fixed on the watch, she didn't look guilty. Instead, she lifted her hand and turned her wrist. "Cinzia, why are you staring at my watch? Does it look familiar? It's from Don Greco. I said it looked pretty, so he gave it to me."I could still remember how furious I was. By the time I realized what I was doing, the gun was already pressed on her forehead.When Lorenzo hurried over, Elena went limp and collapsed in his arms. She cried and said that I wanted to kill her. That day, we had the worst argument we'd ever had. In fact, I thought about letting him go. Subsequently, on another mission, I was in bad shape and trapped in a firefight. Lorenzo crashed onto the scene just like the day we first met, gun in hand. He kicked open the door of the smoking car, hauled me over his shoulder, and carried me out.I screamed and sobbed. "Why do you care about me? You don't even li
I didn't have the time to think about the screams and sirens fading behind us. All I could register was how possessive my new husband was.By the time the car stopped in front of the manor that would be our new home, my lips were already swollen from Dominic's kisses."You…" I shoved his shoulder, but he caught my chin and kissed me again."Still trying to escape?"Dominic's thumb brushed over my tender lips, and he said, "You're my wife now, Cinzia."Under the teasing looks of our parents and guests, I climbed out of the car, cheeks burning, and hurried off to fix my makeup.As I wiped away the smeared lipstick in front of the mirror, my phone screen lit up.Lorenzo had sent me more than 99 messages."Cinzia, were you the bride just now?"Did you discover something?"Where are you? I'll come and find you now."…Unexpectedly, Elena sent me a message as well."Cinzia, you must have figured something was going on, right? Otherwise, why would you choose to get married today
Lorenzo cried out in despair. "Impossible! How could Cinzia marry someone else? Cinzia!"He took a step forward, as if he meant to snatch me back by force. However, Dominic shot him a warning glance and hugged me closer. I smiled faintly and allowed Dominic to bend and lift me into his arms. He carried me to the car waiting to take us to our new home. His movements were gentle as he settled me inside.Lorenzo was too stunned to speak when he saw how intimate we were. When the engine started, he seemed to jolt awake. He let out a roar and ran after the car.I had never heard him scream like that before. I turned to look back, but Dominic's arm immediately circled my waist. His fingers caught my chin and turned my face forward."Cinzia, we're married. You can't look back at another man," Dominic said in a deep voice. I blinked at his response, suddenly sensing the possessiveness hidden beneath his calm.The way Dominic held me felt almost effortless, as if he'd rehearsed it in h
"Ti amo. What kind of question is that?" Lorenzo said it so casually, like he always did, as if it were the simplest thing in the world. I was about to say something but stopped myself. He was just going to lie again."Fine. When is the flight?"He let out a relieved sigh and reached for me with a smile. "The day after. Shall we have dinner together tomorrow night to celebrate ten years since we met?"I stepped back and dodged his embrace. Then, I stood and said before leaving, "Okay. Don't be late."He was rushing to his wedding, and I was rushing toward my new life. …When I arrived the next day, I was surprised to find Elena in the private room. "Cinzia, you're here?" Elena jumped to her feet the moment she saw me. Her eyes were wary, as if I might bully her.Back then, I had been the first to reach out, helping her escape the abuse of her parents. Her voice was timid, but her gaze carried a challenge. "I never had foie gras before, so Don Greco told me to come along s







