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The sound of the car flipping echoed through the night, a piercing crash that shattered the silence of the road. I accelerated, but the vehicle in front of me didn’t slow down, growing closer, the terror becoming more real by the second. When the last car turned the corner, its tires screaming in protest, I knew something was wrong. There was no time to wait anymore. The chase was no longer just about the truth. It was about Lily. And she was in danger.The phone vibrated on the back seat. A message from Sasha.“It’s happening. Lily’s in danger. Full force.”Panic gripped me instantly. Whatever had happened, I knew Andrei wouldn’t stop. He would never stop until he saw everyone who challenged him destroyed.The road seemed like a straight line to hell. I could see the last curve before I saw Lily’s car flying through the air. It was all I needed to understand what was happening. Lily was there, in the line of fire.“No, Lily, no,” I whispered, gripping the steering wheel.I placed my

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The first cry of the baby cut through the night like a distant echo, but full of life. I couldn’t believe it. He was here. Our son. I had given birth in the middle of a war zone, in an improvised, dark warehouse, but the truth was that he was here, in my arms. I was exhausted, my body aching, but nothing else mattered now."You did it, Lily," Sasha whispered, also exhausted, as she adjusted the baby to my chest. "You brought him into the world."I looked at the small being in my arms, still in shock from what had just happened. The blood, the pain, the exhaustion... it all felt distant now. He was here. Our son. So fragile, yet so strong at the same time.He moved his tiny fingers, and as if he knew I was watching, he opened his eyes. Bright eyes, fixed on me. My eyes. My son.I was living what felt like a dream and, at the same time, a nightmare. The war was still out there, but I felt that, at that moment, the whole world had stopped. Nothing else mattered except him. The son I neve

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The silence in the room was profound, filled only by the soft sound of my son's breathing. Leonardo was in my arms, and the warmth of his little body gave me a sense of peace I had never known before. He was feeding calmly, and as I looked at him, it was impossible not to think about how much my life had changed. Each beat of my heart felt lighter, stronger, as if I was finally beginning to live what was meant to be mine.I was breastfeeding my son, the little miracle I had dreamed of so much, the one I fought so hard to protect. He looked at me with his curious eyes, and I smiled, gently stroking his little head with my fingers. This was my world now. Nothing else mattered but him, the promise I made to myself to protect him at all costs. Everything I went through wouldn’t mean anything if I couldn’t give him a future without fear, without the shadows of the past.The door opened with a slight creak, and I didn’t need to look to know who it was. Matteo entered quietly, his presence a

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Lily MontgomeryThe silence.It wasn’t normal after everything I had seen, lived, and done.I was holding my newborn baby in my arms, and the peace felt strangely comfortable — and that scared me.Truly.“Is he asleep?” Matteo opened the bedroom door carefully.“Yes,” I smiled as I looked at little Leo.“I’ll help you put him in the crib,” he whispered, taking our son from my arms.I sighed. Motherhood was beautiful, but also exhausting. As much as I tried to find peace, everything still haunted me.Matteo looked at me after placing Leonardo in the crib.“Are you okay, Lily?”“Yes…” I said, staring at the skylight. “It’s just that now we have a child to protect. And I’m scared, this world…”“I have good news for you,” Matteo repeated, eyes locked on mine.“Good news?” I echoed, still unsure what to expect. “Just say it, you know I don’t like surprises.”He came closer slowly, sat beside me, and placed his hand on mine. The intensity in his gaze made me hold my breath.“They caught And

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Matteo SalvatoreThe second we stepped into the elevator, Lily held onto my arm. I didn’t like attending these events, but it was necessary if I wanted to find out what kind of new threat we were facing.Today was Nicco’s birthday, one of the capos who led the soldiers. I wasn’t very close to him, but the guy had valuable information about everyone, and that’s what I hoped to get.“We won’t be long, I promise,” I whispered to Lily, who was adjusting the dress on her body.“I worry about our son,” she murmured.I squeezed her hand tighter as I looked into her green eyes.“You don’t need to worry. He’s safe. Alessandra is at the mansion, plenty of security.”“I know, I’ll try to calm down,” she smiled.When we entered, everyone greeted me with reverent looks. Most of them would probably be terrified if they ever considered all the things I’ve done over the years in the mafia.The penthouse was full of guests—mobsters, wives, high-end prostitutes, and plenty of alcohol. Definitely not my

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Lily SalvatoreGunshots echoed through the room, blending with the muffled sound of conversations and laughter from the party. My heart jumped instantly as I searched for Matteo in the growing chaos."Matteo!" I shouted, but my voice was lost in the turmoil.The house lights flickered, reflecting the panic etched on faces running in all directions. People tripped over shattered glasses and overturned chairs, screams slicing through the music that still played—as if the party refused to end, even in the face of terror. I couldn’t die here. Not today. Not when I had a baby waiting for me at home.The gunfire was getting closer. Too fast.Instinctively, my hand went to my thigh, feeling beneath the dress until I touched the cold metal of the small pistol hidden in my garter. Not even Matteo knew about it. It was my last resort—now, my only chance.Two armed men emerged from the crowd, scanning the room with sharp eyes. They were looking for someone—probably Nicco, maybe Matteo. Maybe me.

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Matteo SalvatoreI stared into Lily’s eyes like they were my downfall. And they were.I wished I didn’t have to ruin that moment. I wished it could just be us—no mafia, no problems.But one thing I knew for sure: we could never run from where we came from. Our past would always chase us.Lily wrapped herself in a still-wet towel.“What is it you need to tell me?” she asked, raising an eyebrow.“Lily…” I held her hands.“Don’t start with that. We’re doing so well, our life is finally moving forward. What could you possibly tell me that might ruin all of this?”I looked at her as we stepped out of the shower.“Nicco told me what the threat is,” I said calmly.“Who could it be? Andrei is locked up with the Russians.”“Your grandfather, Dimitri, has an illegitimate son.”She looked at me as if I were joking.“An illegitimate son?” she scoffed.“Yes. And he’s been behind everything. He wants to reclaim what he believes is his.”“Does my grandfather know?”“Apparently not.”Lily ran her han

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Lily MontgomeryThe morning sun filtered through the heavy dining room curtains.The Salvatore mansion was silent, except for the ticking of the wall clock and the occasional clink of the spoon in the coffee cup.This was how my days started now: too quiet for someone who had spent half her life at war.The staff moved quietly through the house.I sat at the head of the table, where Matteo used to sit. He had left early to deal with something with Nicco. I hadn’t asked. Not out of indifference—but because I knew that some answers in his world only came with blood.Patrícia, the nanny, walked quietly through the hallway with Leo in her arms. He was awake, smiling, and as curious as ever. She stopped at the door to the dining room, just like she always did before taking him for his bath.“Good morning, Mrs. Salvatore. Would you like to hold him now?”“No, you can follow his routine. Just call me when it's time to nurse him,” I smiled.She nodded and disappeared down the hall.I was alon

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Matteo SalvatoreThe sound of punches hitting the heavy bag was all I wanted to hear at four in the morning.Thud. Thud. Thud.Each blow was an answer to the question that wouldn’t stop echoing in my head: how did I let this shit get to this point?Thud. Thud.The training room in the mansion was silent, broken only by the chain rattling and my breath cutting through the cold air.Paolo walked in without knocking. As always.He leaned against the wall, arms crossed, and just stood there watching me, unhurried. The smell of cheap cigarettes came in with him.“You train like someone who wants to kill,” he said with that crooked smile of his.“Maybe I do.”“Got a name or still choosing?”“I got one,” I replied, without stopping. “But I can’t. Not yet.”Thud.“You’ve been more violent since becoming a father.” He bent down and grabbed a water bottle from the counter. “Fucking irony.”I stopped. Let go of the bag with a final punch and took off the gloves. I was drenched in sweat.“Everyth

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Lily MontgomeryLeo was moving, kicking the air with his chubby feet while I tried to close the diaper with one hand. The other held the phone that vibrated for the third time in two minutes. I sighed, annoyed."Can’t the world give me five minutes of peace?"I fastened the barely-clipped hairpin, adjusted Leo with one arm, and unlocked the phone.Anonymous message.No name, no greeting. Three images. One sentence."If this is what he does in a meeting, imagine when you're asleep."My fingers went cold.I opened the first photo.Matteo. Sitting at a restaurant table. Alone, for now.Second photo.A woman. Brunette, elegant, that kind of dangerously beautiful. Sitting with him. Smiling. Her hand close to his, as if wanting to touch.Third.Matteo standing, she leaning on the chair, looking at him like she already knew she had caused damage.For a second, the room went silent. Not even Leo’s crying, not even my thoughts — just that hole in my chest, that invisible punch to the stomach.

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