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The next morning, Enzo opened the door and placed a sealed file on my breakfast table.Next to it was a freshly brewed espresso, steam rising from the cup."Staten Island," he said, his voice flat. "The tide was high. It's done. Clean."I took a sip of the coffee.The bitter taste was sharp on my tongue, but it was clearing my head.No tears. No trembling. Not even a flicker of emotion.The name Marco Rossi, like the ID card that would be canceled in that file, was now completely gone from the world."I see."I put the cup down, not even bothering to open the file. "Have the car brought around."I stood by the river, holding a bouquet of tulips as black as night.The "Queen of the Night," a flower seen only at Vettori family funerals.But I wasn't here for Marco.That greedy, weak, lying man didn't deserve a single petal.I looked down at the gray, churning water, an abyss that had swallowed countless sins and secrets.I opened my hand.The black bouquet cut a stark arc through the air
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After a long moment, I agreed.I needed to tear away the last of his masks, to sever my connection to this man for good.The rain on Staten Island was heavy, drumming on the tin roof of the abandoned pier warehouse.I walked down the damp, dark steps alone.Enzo offered to come, but I refused.I had to turn this page myself.In the cell at the end of the hall, the man who was once so full of life was now curled in a corner.The fine Italian suit he used to be so proud of now hung like a dirty rag on his skeletal frame.He looked up sharply at the sound of my heels.His face was so gaunt I barely recognized him, his eyes sunken, his face covered in stubble.But the moment he saw me, a feverish light ignited in his eyes."Bella… you came."Marco scrambled to the iron bars. The hands that once wore our wedding ring were now covered in filth and dried blood. He gripped the cold metal."I knew you'd come… I knew you still had feelings for me."He pressed his face against the bars, forcing a
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"You're insane," I said, and hung up. I wanted nothing more to do with him.Three days later, he showed up at my art gallery. He was wearing a filthy white shirt, his hair a mess, his eyes vacant.He was holding a knife. He stared at me through the glass as I spoke with a curator.A security guard moved toward him, but he let out a piercing scream."Bella! Look! My heart is pure! I'll cut it out and show you!"Amid the screams of onlookers, he plunged the knife into his own left shoulder.Blood gushed out, staining his filthy shirt red.He stumbled through the door, leaving a trail of blood on the expensive marble floor with every step."It doesn't hurt... Bella, for you, I'm not afraid of anything..." He had a twisted smile on his face, like a madman presenting a prize. "I already killed that bitch. Now I'm punishing myself... Will you forgive me? Can we start over...?"The curator was hiding behind a sculpture.I just stood there."Marco," I said, my voice calm. "You're bleeding on m
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An hour later, the rush-ordered paternity test report lay on the desk in front of Marco.The conclusion was printed in stark, black letters: PATERNITY: EXCLUDED.Even more interesting were the photos that came with it.In the pictures, Sofia was kissing a man outside a hotel.The man was Salvo Moretti, the mob boss who controlled the West Side docks.The Rossi family's biggest rival. The man Marco hated most in the world."Ha... haha..."Marco sat in the dim office and let out a dry, rasping laugh.So that was it.He wasn't just Isabella's kept man. He was a pawn for Sofia and Moretti to seize Vettori resources.The baby in Sofia's belly wasn't a Rossi heir. It was a Trojan horse from the Moretti family.A double betrayal.He was a complete and utter joke.Outside, the wail of sirens was constant.The IRS and the FBI, shutting down the last of the Rossi family's nightclubs.The men who used to bow to him were now running for their lives.Meanwhile, at the Vettori estate.The storm had
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The air froze.Marco’s bloodshot eyes locked onto Sofia."What did she just say?"Marco's voice was dangerously low, like thunder before a storm.He advanced on Sofia, his hands shaking—the spasms of pure rage."Sofia, you tell me. Whose baby is it?!"Sofia panicked. She backed away, clutching her stomach, her lips trembling too much to form words. "Don't listen to her... Marco, she's trying to tear us apart... This is your baby, it's our—"SMACK!A hard, loud slap cut her off.Sofia cried out and fell to the floor, a trickle of blood at the corner of her mouth."Still lying!" Marco roared. He lunged like a madman, grabbing a fistful of her perfect hair and yanking her head back. "Isabella never bluffs! If this baby was mine, she would never use it against me! Tell me! Who the hell have you been screwing? That pig Matteo? Antonio's slobbering nephew?""Let me go! You're hurting me!" Sofia sobbed and struggled, her perfect makeup now a smeared, pathetic mess. "You coward! Now that you'r
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Don Antonio sighed. His gaze went over Marco's shoulder to me, standing still where I had been the whole time.Then he looked back at Marco and said the words that would shatter his world."You still don't get it, do you? For the past five years, no one ever did business with the Rossi family because of you."He patted Marco's stunned cheek and gave a cruel smile."Our ships docked because Isabella Vettori allowed it. If she so much as shook her head, not a single seagull could land on those piers of yours.""Where do you think your first bit of startup money came from? Isabella transferred it from her private trust. Why do you think no one dared to touch your turf in Brooklyn? Because at a family meeting, Isabella stuck a knife through that part of the map and simply said, 'This is ours now.'"The old man scoffed, patting Marco’s rigid shoulder, his eyes full of contempt."Even that arms deal you were so proud of only happened because the supplier owed the old Vettori Godfather a fav
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