"Common you two, stop being a slug and move further!" Maria and Marco groans at Leonora and Tiziana.Nora and Tiz came to visit them at their residence earlier and dragged the twins and their mother to shopping. At first Gisella protested but in the end, she gave up totally in sync with both of her best friends and colleague. Tiz and Nora have been dragging Marco and Maria from shop to shop."I hate shopping aunt Nora," Maria groans. "I wish Papa is around," Maria grumbles.They all look at themselves and back to the nine-year-old. "Girls love shopping, Maria" Tiz added. "And thank goodness he's out for a business trip with Alessandro and your uncle Diego," "Can we rest? I'm dying from walking!" Marco groaned in a complaint but everyone except Maria went deaf on him."Brother Marco is right! can we rest for a few minutes or maybe hours?" Maria immediately allianced herself with her brother because they feel each other's pain right now.Nora and Tiz look at both of them and back to G

•This is a standalone book (Book 2 of Falling For the Blind Billionaire)The Billionaire Ex-Lover's RevengeByEdna Bruce (a.k.a Yourpsychodreams)Vincenzo Santoro: a poker face man who never listens or understands. He thinks and believes men fail because they listen to women. he believes women are always wrong with reasons like intimidation, fear, aggravation, and with a low point of view and ideas. He never hesitates for a minute before he leaves you startled by your word.Things are about to get hot. Will he listen to someone strong, someone new to his games, someone wild, someone that is his enemy, and that someone with the name -Maria C. Delvey?Maria.C. Delvey: is a dictatorship businesswoman who runs countries, not homes. She believes in the saying -Dictatorship is not a relationship- She returns to Milan, Italy after twenty years with a strong purpose, to take back what belongs to her from her parent's enemies.She came back as a different woman. A dictator of chaos. hiding

Chapter 1: The Return of The Heiress"Welcome to the Milan Malpensa International Airport. Local time is 6:06:57 am, and the temperature is 82°F/28°C. Please remain seated with your seat belt fastened."I sighed as the announcement for the preparation to descend from my private jet went on. I didn't know if I was relieved or tense. I looked to my side and watched the princess sleep. She was either out of her mind or a damn good friend for volunteering to stay by my side through an unforeseen future. I tapped her gently, and she opened her eyes, yawning loudly. "Are you doing well, Ursula dear?" I asked."Certainly," she replies with a bright smile."Okay then, welcome to Milan." I smiled at her.We descended from the jet, and I paused to drink in my environment because the private hanger in the airport had been provided for us at my request. I didn't want to risk anyone knowing I was in the country just yet. I brushed my hair aside and put on my ray-band shades to block the sun. Str

Chapter 3: The search for HER'The intended design for the latest ship in the Perini Navi shipyard is a trident which will stand at approximately 355 ft. This design is not just unique but has never been seen before. It is designed to have the flexibility to stand vertically instead of the routine ship's horizontal position. The transition of this ship from its horizontal to the vertical position should take about 30 minutes with the assurance of it being a sight to behold. This ship would pave the way for a new shipbuilding order.'Maria read the details of the prototype and was amazed. She knew Vincenzo was intelligent, but she didn't expect it to be that good. It made things much more enjoyable. She had asked her spy Simeon to create a company for her where she would use in her scheme, and he had sent her the details of his creation.She stared at her MacBook, smiling triumphantly. She needed to approve this prototype submitted by the fake company and watch the chaos begin. She rev

Maria's POV"Mama? Papa?" I turn around, and it's dark. Where's everyone? "Marco? Please, someone, anyone!" I scream to the void. There's no response. One minute it was all happy smiles and beautiful kisses. Papa cracked a joke, and Mama laughed heartily. Marco rolled his eyes, sick of the dad jokes. He grabs his AirPods and blocks the sound of the laughter. There's instant peace in his face. I smile at his arrogance. He thought himself too old for the family's cringe shenanigans. However, it all changed barely two seconds later. It happened so fast. There was a stillness in the air in that one second. Then this disgusting smell I later discovered was death as I grew older. Mum and dad dashed towards us. Maybe they thought they could protect us, but it was too late. The calmness passed, and then came the crash. I can't feel my body. It feels like I've been suspended in the air and can't breathe. I'm trapped. There's no escape. Where's my grace? Where's the Mercy Lord? Where's Mama,