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Chapter-114 Confession

GiannaHalf an hour later, I was on my way to see Maximus. My car slowed as we rounded the last corner to the hospital, and my breath caught in my throat. Flashes lit up the air like lightning strikes, cameras snapping in a frenzy. Reporters and paparazzi swarmed the hospital entrance, shouting over one another, their microphones jutting forward like weapons. “Signora, it’s a mess out there,” my driver muttered, glancing at me through the rearview mirror. “If we go in like this, it won’t be good. The press will devour you.” I pressed my palm against the cool glass, staring at the madness waiting for me. My stomach turned. This circus was unbearable. “I don’t know if there’s any other way…” I frowned, then sat up straighter. “Wait. Try the back entrance. They’ll let us in once I tell them who I am.” The driver gave me a wary look but nodded. “Sometimes being who you ar

Chapter-115 Retribution (Part 1)

NicoAt least Mirella had been right about something. Her daughter was really pregnant. From my car, a few streets away, I watched her move across the small lawn, hand pressed to the curve of her stomach, the other brushing hair from her face. A week or so from labor, I estimated, though it didn’t matter. Today, I needed leverage, and she would provide it. I had been observing for three days, noting routines, marking the times the house was empty. Her husband was out of town, and Mirella had been staying with her. Every detail mattered, and I didn’t have the liberty to waste even a second of my time, which was running out fast. Gianna’s life could be in danger. And my baby’s. I tugged my baseball cap lower, adjusted the gun in my grip, and exhaled slowly, letting the tension settle into the calm before action. My gaze swept the area one last time. Nothing. Quiet.

Chapter-115 Retribution (Part 2)

"So he simply picked Maximino? A boy off the streets? Just like that?" Mirella shook her head."Not just a boy," she said. "Alessandro Baldocchi’s elder son. Illegitimate, yes, but still his son. Maximino was perfect. is rage. His thirst for revenge. He was everything Drago needed in an heir." She leaned back slightly, her eyes holding mine. “Massimo—Drago’s nephew—was strong, but he lacked the mind, the ruthlessness, the brilliance needed to take Sicily again. Maximino was different. He was gifted. Brilliant. Fearless. Drago knows how to spot a gem in the dirt, and Maximino was exactly that. So he took him in, trained him, molded him into the Barbaro heir. And, of course, gave him the path to his revenge. Revenge against your family. Your legacy. It was a shame he couldn’t kill your father, but he found another way." I clenched my jaw. "I wasn’t the one who wanted him dead. Why is he after me

Chapter-116 Discovery

Gianna“I… love you, Gianna.”The words hung in the air, and for a second I wasn’t sure if I’d really heard them. I had suspected it for a while, the way he looked at me, the way he was always there, that there was more than just kindness. But hearing him say it out loud still felt… strange.They were the very words I had once longed to hear from Nico, words I had played in my head so many times. And yet, coming from Maximus, they didn’t land the same. My chest tightened, but not in the way I thought it would. It was a feeling I couldn’t place—something between unease and pity, mixed with a flicker of guilt I didn’t want to admit.I didn’t know what to say, didn’t even know how I was supposed to feel. Before I could form an answer, his eyes closed and his breathing evened, slipping away into sleep as if nothing had happened.I let out a breath I didn’t realize I was holding, a strange pang twisting inside me. I hoped he would forget all about this tomorrow because I really didn’t have

Chapter-117 Secrets

GiannaMy brow furrowed as I traced the words. Foster homes. Placement details. Photographs were clipped neatly to the top of each sheet. And there he was—Maximus. Only younger. In the first picture, a thin boy of maybe seven, hair too long, his stare direct and unflinching. The background gave away the kind of family he’d been placed with—peeling wallpaper, cluttered tables, adults who looked like the type to smoke or do worse right in front of children.Then another, older, ten or so, his jaw sharper but the same eyes, standing beside a different set of strangers who looked no better—unkempt, hollow-eyed, worn thin by cheap liquor and cheaper lives. Again, around fourteen, in another house that screamed of neglect.Always the same boy, always Maximus, and yet he never smiled, never softened. He looked grim in every frame, like he’d already learned no place in the world would keep him safe. And for some reason, every record had a different name for him.Luca Romano.Stefano Vitale.Ma

Chapter-118 Questions

Gianna Fuck.I was screwed.Inhaling deeply, I turned around, and Dolcezza gazed back at me, his cold eyes scanning me from head to toe. There was something about this guy that gave me shivers."May I know what you are doing here?" he demanded, cocking his head to the side. I could feel my throat going dry, and I wished I had grabbed Maximus's gun just in case."I... I left some stuff here, and Teresa, my business partner, needs them urgently, so I... was looking for them. The housekeeper knows me and she said... I... I can go and look for them."Dolcezza stepped further into the room, closing the distance between us with slow, deliberate strides. He didn’t look convinced. His gaze flicked past me to the cabinet I’d just been standing in front of. My stomach clenched.Could he tell I’d been snooping?"You expect me to believe that?" His tone was arctic, each word deliberate, like he was testing me.My hands tightened around the folder I’d managed to grab with the swatches tucked ins

Chapter-119 Scheming

GiannaForty-five minutes later, I was seated in Caelian’s car. I’d made a quick excuse to Teresa, telling her Amara needed help with something, so I was heading home. She hadn’t questioned it, thankfully.“So,” I said, turning toward him, “what’s up?”“You go first.” Caelian flashed me a boyish grin.I shook my head. “No, mine’s a little complicated. Tell me, what do you need my help with?”“You’ll see soon enough,” he said, evasively. “Until then, will you please tell me what’s going on before I start worrying? Everything’s alright, right? The baby?”The horror flashing across his face made me snort despite myself. It was stupid and endearing all at once.“The baby is fine. Everything’s fine,” I assured quickly. “It’s just…”“For fuck’s sake, Gianna.” He grimaced, shooting me a sideways look. “Spit it out.”“Alright, fine.” I exhaled slowly. “You know I went to visit Maximus at the hospital, right?”He nodded. “Yeah. How’s he doing now?”“He should be good to go in a few weeks,” I s

Chapter-120 Trap (Part 1)

Gianna "How did you even get a map of his home?" I demanded, leaning over Caelian’s shoulder. “I have my connections,” he said with a wink, then immediately went back to his sharp, focused state. We were hunched over the layout of Maximus’s villa in a quiet corner of a coffee shop, trying to look casual. But men like Caelian…they were honestly far from casual. The place was discreet enough, though so no one would notice us plotting a break-in. Still, honestly, I felt like every eye in the city was on us. We had chosen this place because we couldn’t do this at home. If Leo finds out what we were about to, he would go crazy even though he wasn’t even home. Lately, he and Xavier had been out a lot, and even when he was at home, Leo always looked grim. Something was definitely brewing there. “So… what a

Chapter-120 Trap (Part 2)

We were huddled in the back of a black van, later that night. Shadows pressed in around us, the silence of the night louder than anything. Caelian lifted his wrist, the faint green glow of his watch cutting the dark. “Still ten minutes,” he murmured, more to himself than to us. “We move at twenty to three.” Rico and Marco, his two men, sat on either side of him, dressed in black from head to toe like Caelian and me. It helped to camouflage, Caelian had told me. “You can just wait here,” Caelian muttered, looking uneasy. He was twitching since the moment he picked me up from home. I shook my head. “No. I’m coming.” His jaw flexed, but he didn’t waste breath on an argument. Instead, he dug into the duffel at his feet and placed a gun and a knife in my hands. “You know how to work these, right?” I nodded, testing the grip of the knife.

Chapter-121 Hunted

Gianna Dolcezza.Dolcezza was here. What was he doing here? How was he here when Caelian’s men checked everything?My blood turned cold as I felt his hot breath on my neck and the pointed end of the metal press into my belly. I closed my eyes and took a few deep breaths, forcing myself to remember what Amara had drilled into me during training. Fear is a tool — not a leash. Let it sharpen you, don’t let it own you. When fear surprises you, it will kill you unless you take it by the throat and turn it into fuel. “I had a hunch you’d come here,” he said, voice low and spitting. “I noticed from what Max told me that you’re curious. He thinks it’s endearing because he’s madly in love. I find it annoying as fuck. I find you annoying — all your never‑ending drama and that poor, broken‑girl act. Y

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