My Vows

“What is that supposed to mean?” Joan asked.“I mean our wedding night,” Lena explained, and Joan chuckled.The car parked in front of an excluded hall; they chose to hold the wedding away from the city so they could have their men guard the place without interference from the police.“Wait here…” Joan walked down the car and hurried to the door; the hall was filled with their guests, and her father sat in the front.“Dante,” she waved at Dante, who was dressed in a brown suit. Dante hurried to her.“Where is Nero?” Joan questioned, and Dante checked his watch.“He will be here in about five minutes; don’t worry about him.”“But the bride can’t go in first; he needs to wait for her at the podium,” Joan pouted. They were going to ruin her perfect wedding setting.She already had everything planned, from the romantic scenes to the music."And something seemed off with the guards which followed us, they were too visible. Did Nero change his security system?" She asked and Dante shrugged

Last Updated : 2025-08-05

How Is That Paying?

They reached the police van, and it pulled away from the curb. “Miss Morgan, this way,” some officers gestured, but Joan shoved the nearest one aside and stepped in front of Lena.“Remember our deal?” Joan asked, eyes cold. Lena looked anywhere but at her.“I hope you do. And you must be foolish to make Nero your enemy. That man is beyond anything you imagine.” Joan burst out laughing and pointed at her father, who sat calmly, watching it all. “He was trained and raised by that man over there. Do you really think you can bring Nero down?”Joan leaned in, her voice icy. “Even if you dig a hole and hide, Lena Morgan, he’ll find you. The only way to be free is through death—and I’d be happy to grant you that.”Lena pushed Joan aside and walked past her before she stopped before Dante, memories of how he pushed her parents down the balcony kept replaying, she quenched her fist. “You pushed them,” she muttered.Dante shrugged. “I don’t regret it. But I know you, Lena. You’ll live with regr

Last Updated : 2025-08-07

Better Without Him

“Just Leave” "Just leave," Lena muttered, turning her face away. She couldn’t bear to look at him. The closer Nero got, the weaker her resolve became. Her protective wall was crumbling. "Death is an easier escape, huh?" Nero said, his voice calm but laced with pain. "Then let me take that route." Lena stared at him in disbelief, wondering if he was serious or just trying to emotionally blackmail her.He turned to his men, who stood by anxiously, sensing the danger of the situation. "You all leave," he ordered firmly. The men exchanged uneasy glances. "Boss..." one of them began, hesitant. They knew the police were closing in; how could he ask them to leave now? "Do as I say," Nero growled, his tone leaving no room for argument. With reluctant nods, his men obeyed, filing out of the hospital. As soon as they were gone, Otto stepped forward, raising his gun and pointing it at Nero. "A criminal like you doesn't deserve freedom," Otto spat. Nero nodded, showing no res

Last Updated : 2025-08-07

He Is Dead

Linda had spent the entire day convincing the authorities to let her and Lena leave for America that very night. Italy was no longer safe for them, and finally, her request was approved.First, Linda managed to get Lena out of the hospital unnoticed. Lena lay unconscious on the wooden bed in a small room as Linda paced anxiously. “We need to leave today. If Nero’s execution doesn’t go through, he might come for you—and I won’t let that happen,” she muttered, glancing at the clock again.Outside, the private jet had just landed. The government had kept its word about returning Lena safely to America. A man in a suit walked down the jet’s stairs and approached the hut.“Lena Morgan?” he asked, flashing his credentials.“That’s me,” Linda replied, and his gaze shifted to Lena.“I requested a nurse for the flight. My sister passed out,” Linda explained.“Understood. I’ll carry her to the plane.”Linda nodded as the man carefully lifted Lena. They made their way to the jet, and a nurse imm

Last Updated : 2025-08-09

Forever

Linda walked over and quietly shut the door on the maid. “What are you talking about? You didn’t kill him… his country did,” she insisted, but Lena only shook her head, grief etched into her features.“I’m such a monster,” Lena whispered. Linda’s heart clenched at the sight of her sister breaking down.“He killed our parents, Lena. You need to hate him.” Linda tried to convince her, but Lena’s pain was too raw.“Why did he kill our parents?” Lena asked, her voice trembling. Linda looked away, but Lena grabbed her shoulders, forcing her to face the truth.“Tell me, Linda. Why?”Linda’s composure shattered. “Because of me,” she confessed, a tear slipping down her cheek before she could wipe it away. “It’s all because of me, and I feel so guilty. I just want to give you your life back,” she managed. “You wanted to marry Chris, right? I’ll arrange everything. I’ll make sure you get the happy life you deserve. Just pretend everything that happened was a bad dream and you are still getting m