Semua Bab Under The Don’s Command : Bab 111 - Bab 120

Silvio sat in his study. A flash drive, a stack of files and a large white envelope lay untouched before him. This was the result of the thorough search he had ordered on Damian's apartment..the evidence found hidden away in a concealed safe.He reached for the top file, flipping it open. Inside were medical records—Jia's pregnancy, the birth, the hospital, even the gender identity of the child. Silvio's gaze lingered for a moment before he set it aside, a small crease forming between his brows.The next folder held a marriage certificate. Enzo and Jia. He skimmed it, then pulled another set of documents from beneath-legal proofs that unraveled the first. The marriage was fake. Not real. His eyes narrowed as a distant memory surfaced..Jia's company had released a statement denying her marital status. He had meant to ask her about it, but things had moved too fast. He had let it go. Now, it was too late for simple questions. They were getting married for real.He set that file down w

The next evening, Silvio sat alone in his bedroom.The dim lighting stretched long silhouettes across the walls. He was seated in a black leather swivel chair near the window, a half filled glass of dark liquor cradled in his hand. He took a slow sip, letting the burn settle in his chest.His eyes remained fixed on the brown envelope resting on the nightstand-the DNA test results. It had arrived earlier than expected, and for hours, he hadn't found the strength to open it.Was he thrilled by the possibility that he might be the father of the twins? That the child he believed died five years ago was alive and had been right in front of him all this time? Yes.Was he terrified by the thought that Jia had deceived him? That she had lied, hidden the truth and made him look like a fool? Yes.Without warning, Silvio stood up and crossed the room with a sudden urgency. He yanked the envelope from the drawer and tore it open. His eyes scanned the paper until they landed on the number-99.99%

Jia woke to silence, her eyes blinked open slowly, adjusting to the pale white ceiling above her. She didn't move right away.The sheet was barely covering her, tangled around one side of her body while the other was left exposed to the chill in the air.For a moment, her mind was blank. Then the memories came crashing back. Silvio.His voice, low and hard. His grip, merciless. The way he had ignored her pleas.She had cried. Begged, told him to stop but he hadn't. He hadn't even slowed down. He had looked at her like she wasn't a person, like she was something to punish..something to vent his anger on. And he enjoyed every second.Tears welled in her eyes before she could stop them. Silent, they traced a path down her cheeks, soaking into the bed beneath her."You are finally awake" came his voice.She flinched at the sound.Silvio sat on the couch, relaxed, composed..as if nothing had happened. His arms were stretched across the backrest, his eyes fixed on her with a cold, un

This chapter contains mature themes, graphic content, and potentially distressing situations, including physical and emotional abuse, and intense scenes. If you have experienced trauma or distress related to these topics, it may be advisable to skip this chapter or read with caution.Reader discretion is advised.****Months later, Jia sat at the vanity table, her eyes locked on her reflection. The room was quiet but not nearly as quiet as things had become between her and Silvio It had been months since Kian and Kira learned the truth about their real father-Silvio. Somehow, things between them had settled. They were adjusting. But not her. Not with Silvio.He barely acknowledged her anymore. Only spoke when he had to. Being around him felt like standing in front of a locked door she no longer had the key to. And it hurt more than she cared to admit.She clenched her jaw and reached for the script resting on the table, flipping through the pages. The short film Elena had pitche

Jia and Elena strolled along the hotel's garden path, the evening breeze soft against their skin. Elena talked non stop, her voice light and filled with excitement as she shared the latest updates on her relationship with Tiziano. She was glowing-every word laced with affection, her eyes shining as she laughed.But Jia was distracted.A strange heaviness clung to her thoughts. At dinner earlier with the team, she had barely touched her food. The aroma of grilled meats and spices had hit her. It wasn't strong or unpleasant, but it had made her stomach turn in an oddly familiar way. It wasn't like her. That kind of nausea had only happened once before.. when she was pregnant with the twins.Now, the thought lingered, curling up inside her like something impossible to ignore And then another realization struck her-she hadn't had her period in two months. She blamed the stress of filming, the travel, the long hours... but now, a creeping possibility settled into her chest. Could she be