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CHAPTER 31 — EVIDENCE BAIT

(MARIANNA'S POV) I tapped my fingers anxiously against my thigh as Luke shuffled through the documents I'd brought. My grandfather has scolded me many times to let Vin handle it. If only he knows what I have to give in return for allowing such help So one, I don't trust him enough even if he proved to me that he was willing to handle it for my sakeAnd two, I needed to see where my strength lies in solving my own goddamn problems. Luke frowned, pushing his glasses higher on his nose. "These won't be enough to fight a defamation case of this magnitude,” he stated, his voice gentle but firm. “The press will have a field day."I slumped back in my chair. "So, what I'm I supposed to bring?"Luke's phone rang, interrupting his response. He glanced at the screen, and something in his expression made me look too. The number seemed familiar, I'd seen it before, but couldn't place where."Excuse me," he said, rising from his chair. "I need to take this."I nodded, watching as he stepped

CHAPTER 32 — DESPERATE MEASURES TAKEN

(MARIANNA'S POV) I paced my room, fingernails digging into my palms as I considered my options. That audio recording could solve everything, but Vin's price was too steep. I needed to get it without giving in to his deal.My phone felt heavy in my hand as I called Luke."I might have something," I said, keeping my voice steady despite the flutter of anxiety in my chest. "A sufficient evidence that could work. But I need time to access it.""How long?" Luke's voice crackled through the speaker."Just give me until tomorrow. I'll handle it.""Fine. Whenever you are able to get it, give me a call."The call ended with a click that echoed in my silent room.Back home, I locked myself in my bedroom, pacing the floor until the carpet fibers had practically worn down. Sleep was impossible. My mind raced through scenarios, all the ways I could get that recording without playing by Vin's rules. The digital clock on my nightstand blinked 11:45 PM when I finally had a plan.“I hope this works”

CHAPTER 33 — THE PRICE ONE MUST PAY

(VINCENZO'S POV) The ceiling fan spun lazily above me, but did nothing to cool the heat coursing through my veins. I traced my fingers over my lips, still feeling the ghost of her touch. That kiss, though barely a peck, had ignited something primal within me. Marianna. The mattress still held her scent, a faint mix of vanilla and something uniquely her. I rolled over, burying my face in the pillow where she'd rested her head only an hour ago. Pathetic. This wasn't me. I'd never obsessed over a woman like this. "Get it together, Vincenzo," I muttered to the empty room. The USB drive had been a small sacrifice. But that moment when her soft lips pressed against mine? That was worth more than any leverage I thought I had over her. Before dawn broke, I was already ready for my day Cold shower. Coffee. Still, her face lingered in my mind, those defiant grey eyes before she'd darted away with what she thought was victory. The kitchen smelled of fresh coffee and Marco's burned to

CHAPTER 34 — THINGS FALL APART

(SOPHIA'S POV) My knuckles turned white as I gripped the edge of my desk, staring at the headline splashed across the newspaper. The news report completely debunked all Marianna's allegations. "Damn it!" I slammed my palm against the surface, sending a stack of papers scattering to the floor. My breaths came in short, angry bursts as I glanced at the article again, hoping I'd misunderstood.I didn't.It had Gregory Pearson's face splattered as he confessed. I angrily crumpled the paper, unable to glance at it for long. My carefully constructed plan was crumbling before my eyes just when I'd been so close to success. The familiar burn of rage clawed its way up my throat."How?" I hissed to the empty office. "How is she always one step ahead?"I grabbed my phone and dialed Niccolò's number with trembling fingers. He needed to know about this immediately. The call went straight to voicemail.I kept trying until the door to my office swung open without warning. Tyler stood in the d

CHAPTER 35 — A SHOT AT IT

(SOPHIA'S POV) The crack of the gunshot echoed through the abandoned factory, which made me flinch. Henderson's body crumpled to the ground, a small, dark hole in his forehead leaking crimson onto the concrete. “I changed my mind” Niccolò stood over him, gun still raised, a wisp of smoke curling from the barrel. My hand flew to my mouth, stifling a scream. I couldn't tear my eyes away from Henderson's body, from the growing pool of blood beneath his head. Niccolò's gaze snapped to me, eyes cold as winter. "Who did this, Sophia? Who knew about our plans?" "I—I don't know," I stammered, forcing myself to look away from the corpse. "I swear, I don't know." He ran a hand through his hair. "Find someone who can run a background check on this mysterious buyer," his voice eerily calm as he tucked the gun back into his jacket. He acted as if he hadn't just executed a man in cold blood. “Someone who won't end up like him." He gestured dismissively at Henderson's body. A terrible t

CHAPTER 36 — UNEXPECTED ENCOUNTER

(MARIANNA'S POV) I stood frozen in the living room, Vin's words echoing in my mind. ‘I'm not letting you go.’ A threat, plain and simple. Did he suspect my plans? Did he know I was searching for weaknesses to use against him? My phone's shrill ring broke through my spiraling thoughts. Sandra's name flashed across the screen. "Did you see the news?" she squealed without preamble when I answered. "Yes, just heard about it," I replied, moving away from the doorway where Vin had disappeared. "This calls for celebration! Drinks tonight?" I winced, memories of my last alcohol-fueled night flashing through my mind. "How about dinner instead?" I suggested. "Toast with actual food." "Fine, but you're no fun," Sandra laughed. "Duomo's at eight?" "Alright." Not Kingwicke, thankfully. The last thing I needed was to run into Sophia again. I needed to get everything off my head fast and only Sandra could do it. I drove out quickly to catch up with Sandra who was already there We got in

CHAPTER 37 — PLANNED THREAT

(MARIANNA'S POV) My breath caught in my throat as Vin's hand trembled, the barrel of the gun inches from my face. The metal glinted under the harsh fluorescent. This was the confusion I was talking about, he switches up like up a weather. It's always like this. "Where are you coming from?" Vin's voice was dangerously low. I blinked rapidly, trying to process his words. “I had dinner with Sandra…. ." "Let me rephrase that." His jaw tightened. "Why did you come down from a car that's not yours?" My mouth went dry. I could feel sweat beading at my hairline. "There was an accident, Vin." My voice shook. His eyes narrowed but he didn't lower the gun. "Go on." I explained everything to him. "We would've been crushed.” I swallowed hard. "Why didn't you call me?" "I didn't want to stress you." I took a shaky breath. "I thought I could handle it." Vin stared at me for what felt like an eternity. Then, slowly, he lowered the gun. He pulled me closer, his grip tightening painfully.

CHAPTER 38 — DANGEROUS GAMES

(VINCENZO'S POV) Why was she there? I kept thinking about the photos I got from surveilling her. Marianna in the same space with someone better left buried. "Get it together," I muttered to myself, taking another sip of whiskey as it's effect was intoxicating me already.I felt strangs of hair fall to my face, compelling me to look up. I saw her face blurry, her skin still as smooth and soft. I thought of calling out her name but I shook that thought out of my head as I grabbed my phone and paged him."Salvatore. My office. Tomorrow morning." I didn't wait for a response before hanging up.Sleep eluded me that night.I stood in Marianna's doorway, watching her slumped over her desk, hair spilling across scattered files. The steady rise and fall of her breathing drew me closer. Without thinking, I gathered her into my arms.As I laid her on the bed, her eyes snapped open."What are you doing in my room?" Marianna's voice icy despite her drowsy gaze."Don't you sleep properly?"Her

CHAPTER 39 — THE APPROACHING STORM

(SOPHIA'S POV) The sharp rap on my office door followed by the door swinging open which made me jerk my head up. There stood Niccolò, his imposing frame filling the doorway, dark eyes surveying my space."Niccolò," I said, setting down my pen carefully. "What brings you here?"He stepped inside without waiting for an invitation, heading to the bookshelf where his fingers trailed over the edge of my bookshelf. "I wanted to see your operation firsthand." His gaze swept over my office, taking in every detail. "And to discuss what you've been doing behind my back, Sophia.""Behind your back?" I kept my voice level despite the sudden chill that ran down my spine.Without a word, he reached into his jacket and pulled out an envelope, tossing it onto my desk. Photos spilled out of me with Kyle."Care to explain?" His tone was deceptively calm, but I knew better. I'd seen what happened to people who crossed him.I picked up one of the photos, studying it with feigned nonchalance. "I'm plant

CHAPTER 40 — THE WEB CALLED LIE

(MARIANNA'S POV) I sat on my bed, staring at the door Vin had just closed. His weakness? Me? My mind raced, searching for any meaning behind his cryptic words.Had I once heard a rumor about him that I'd forgotten? Did I possess some crucial information locked away in my memories? I even found myself desperately wishing for past life recollections to help make sense of his statement, but nothing came.My fingers absently traced the spot on my wrist where he had gripped me. The contradiction didn't make sense. If I truly was his weakness, why did he treat me like I was nothing? Why the threats, the intimidation, the coldness?I pulled my knees to my chest, replaying our every interaction in my mind. The gun incident two nights ago. The business meetings where he barely acknowledged me. The tense dinners filled with cutting remarks."If I'm your weakness," I whispered to the empty room, "then why do you act like I'm your enemy?"The silence offered no answers. Something wasn't adding u

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