Lahat ng Kabanata ng Kiss The Enemy : Kabanata 51 - Kabanata 60

The secluded villa nestled in the city’s outskirts was a haven of stone and starlight, its ivy-clad walls shielding Kai and Gianna from the underworld’s restless pulse. Kai Castellano stood beneath a moonlit arbor, his black suit unbuttoned, his icy blue eyes soft as he gazed at Gianna, his bride. Their marriage, a private vow after months of blood and fire, was a defiant flame against the city’s chaos—new rivals testing their united empires, a mysterious figure’s threat about Kai’s mother’s death looming. The Castellanos and La Rosa Nera stood strong, but tonight was theirs. Kai’s heart raced, their love, now public, a fire that burned through every scar.Gianna Moretti glided toward him, her ivory gown clinging to her curves, her emerald eyes blazing with love. Her braid was loose, her loyalty to Kai a pulse that buried her past—Lorenzo’s hit on her mother, Alessio’s betrayal, all ghosts in their dawn. Rosa, Marsh, and Valentina, their trusted inner circle, stood witness, their smil

The city’s skyline shimmered through the gala’s grand windows, its lights a fragile truce in the underworld’s restless pulse. Kai Castellano stood at the ballroom’s edge, his black suit sharp, his icy blue eyes locked on Gianna, a vision in a crimson gown that hugged her curves. Their marriage, a fire forged in war, was on display tonight, a gala to solidify alliances with loyal bosses—Salvatore, Moretti remnants, Castellano lieutenants. The rival bombing of La Rosa Nera had been crushed, but new threats loomed, tied to a foreign account and a mysterious figure’s shadow over Kai’s mother’s death. Kai’s jaw tightened, Gianna’s shower passion, their vowed love, a spark that fueled his resolve to unite their empire.Gianna Moretti glided through the crowd, her emerald eyes gleaming, her braid loose, her command of La Rosa Nera a defiance of tradition. Lorenzo’s hit on her mother, a wound shared with Kai, deepened their bond, their love a beacon in the city’s watchful gaze. She reached hi

The penthouse’s morning light filtered through heavy curtains, casting a golden glow over Kai and Gianna’s tangled sheets. Kai Castellano lay sprawled, his black hair mussed, his icy blue eyes soft as he watched Gianna stretch beside him. Their empire—Castellanos and La Rosa Nera—held the city’s underworld, but Lorenzo’s Syndicate contracts, decoded by Rosa, cast a shadow, linking his betrayal to Kai’s mother’s death. Rivals tested their reign, but today, Kai craved normalcy, a rare pause to revel in their marriage. His jaw tightened, their fireplace passion, Gianna’s fierce comfort, a fire that fueled his need for her.Gianna Moretti rolled toward him, her emerald eyes sparkling, her braid undone, her skin bare save for his shirt, unbuttoned to reveal her curves. Her command of La Rosa Nera, a defiance of tradition, was a spark that ignited Kai, their shared wound—Lorenzo’s hit on her mother—binding them closer. She propped on an elbow, her voice teasing, playful. “Lazy morning, Cast

The city’s skyline shimmered under a velvet sky, its lights a fragile alliance forged by Kai and Gianna’s empire. The Castellano estate’s grand hall buzzed with the summit’s tension, where bosses—Salvatore, Moretti loyalists, and Castellano lieutenants gathered to unite the families under their reign. Kai Castellano stood at the hall’s head, his black suit sharp, his hazel eyes commanding yet softened by Gianna’s presence. The port firefight had crushed a rival sabotage, but Lorenzo’s encrypted comms, tied to the mysterious figure from the pier, cast a shadow, linking to Kai’s mother’s death and a global player’s threat. Kai’s jaw tightened, their war room passion, Gianna’s tender patching, a fire that fueled his resolve to solidify their power.Gianna Moretti stood beside him, her emerald gown clinging to her curves, her emerald eyes fierce, her braid loose, her command of La Rosa Nera a defiance of tradition. Lorenzo’s hit on her mother, a shared wound, bound them closer, their marr

The safe house’s concrete walls loomed like a tomb under the city’s bruised sky, its shadows heavy with secrets. Kai Castellano stood in the command center, his black jacket unbuttoned, his icy blue eyes blazing with rage and grief. Lorenzo’s reappearance—after months vanished, a ghost tied to their mothers’ deaths—had shattered the calm of their empire. The Castellanos and La Rosa Nera held the city, their love a fortress, but Valentina’s intel on Lorenzo’s allies and the global network gnawed at Kai. His jaw clenched, their lounge passion, Gianna’s eternal vow, a flame that flickered against the storm of betrayal.Gianna Moretti leaned by a map, her leather jacket unzipped, her emerald eyes clouded with pain, her braid loose. Her command of La Rosa Nera, a defiance of tradition, was a spark that anchored Kai, but Lorenzo’s hit on her mother—a truth confirmed by his Syndicate contracts—tore at her. She reached for Kai’s hand, her voice soft, strained. “He’s back, Kai. We face him tog