The morning after Bellamy’s death, the world still turned as if nothing had changed.But Camilla knew better. The game had shifted. The board had been rearranged. And now, the question wasn’t whether she would survive—but what she would become.The vineyard, once a symbol of secrecy and shadows, now stood at the heart of an empire reborn. Its rolling hills, rich with life, reflected the promise of a future yet to be written.Camilla stood at the window of her office, looking out over the land she had inherited. Riccardo had given her the space to grow, to build something lasting. The air smelled of grapes, of wealth, of power.But it also smelled of potential.Riccardo entered the room behind her, his presence as commanding as ever, though his gaze softened when it landed on her.“How does it feel?” he asked, his voice low, as if daring the question to be answered.“Different,” Camilla replied. She didn’t turn to face him, still lost in the view. “I thought I’d feel lighter, but there
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