All Chapters of The Lord Of Chaos: A Forced Marriage: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

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111 – A disaster

Vincenzo claimed her lips in a commanding, fiery kiss, his hand firmly gripping her ponytail.Abruptly, he pulled back, their foreheads pressed together, their ragged breaths mingling in the tight space between them, as if neither could escape the desire consuming them.“Do you understand now, bella?” Vincenzo asked, breathless, his caresses roaming her body. “My eyes see only you, my heart beats only for you, and my body burns only for yours.”“And don’t you dare forget it, Vincenzo,” Vittoria warned, her voice low but resolute, her eyes blazing into his. “You’re entirely mine. Your body, your pleasure, even your anger—none of it belongs to anyone but me.” Her nails dug into his skin, a smile curling her lips. “If you ever try to deny me that, I’ll remind you who you belong to and then bury you in my garden.”Vincenzo let out a low, husky laugh, the sound vibrating between them, as if her threat amused him.“Good thing you’re not some unhinged jealous type,” he teased, his eyes glint

112 – A property sign

Vittoria flashed a controlled smile, though the urge to throttle Seraphina was strong; she couldn’t deny the woman had a point.“Well, yeah,” Vittoria shot back, raising an eyebrow with sarcasm. “Sweetheart, this mess is what happens when you have a husband who makes you moan nonstop in a storage room.”Seraphina’s eyes darted away from Vittoria, her tongue nervously wetting her lips as she struggled to find a response that never came.“Why are you being so aggressive?” Seraphina asked, as if conveniently forgetting her provocations.“Are you kidding me?” Vittoria countered, turning to face her with a look blending irony and disbelief. “How exactly am I supposed to treat you?” she pressed, arching a brow. “From the moment you showed up, you’ve done nothing but act bold and brazen, trying to cozy up to my husband like you have any right.”“You started it the second you strutted onto that scene,” Seraphina replied, her eyes glinting with irony. “Always so territorial, like you’re scared

113 – Metallic glint

The glance Vittoria and Seraphina exchanged was brief but carried an odd sense of complicity, clashing with the fact that no friendship existed between them.“Exactly,” Vittoria replied, facing Antonella with mock innocence. “And the head of the meeting just showed up.” She laughed alongside Seraphina, like impromptu allies, just to watch Antonella writhe with rage.“Shut your mouth, Vittoria!” Antonella shrieked, her strident voice slicing through the bathroom. “You think you can laugh at me?” she continued, her eyes blazing with hatred as she took a step forward.Before Vittoria could react, Antonella grabbed her dress with violent force, yanking the fabric until it tore with the sharp sound of ripping seams.“Let’s see you laugh now!” Antonella shouted, triumphant in her attack.For a moment, Vittoria stood frozen, as if needing a second to process the absurdity of the assault, but indignation soon erupted through every muscle in her body.Vittoria retaliated, shoving Antonella har

114 – The weight of the consequences

Vittoria stood frozen for a moment, her eyes wide as they fixed on Antonella’s crumpled body on the floor, her breath caught in her throat as if the world had stopped.Shock hit her hard, but it lasted only a few seconds before adrenaline and instinct took over.With a swift movement, Vittoria knelt beside her fallen rival, ignoring the tears in her dress as she pressed her hand to Antonella’s neck, searching for a pulse.“She’s alive,” Vittoria whispered, her eyes still fixed downward, as if the realization was more for herself than for Seraphina.Seraphina leaned against the sink, her frail body buckling under the weight of fear, struggling to contain the trembling that threatened to bring her down.Her shaking hands covered her face, but they couldn’t hide her wide, teary eyes, which betrayed her utter disbelief at the scene unfolding before her.“My God, what do we do now, Vittoria?” Seraphina asked, her voice trembling and halting, each word choked with fear and uncertainty, as i

115 – A misunderstanding

Fabrizio’s words didn’t surprise anyone; after all, they only reinforced the premise that their marriage was nothing more than a duty, upheld solely for the sake of family business.Vincenzo glanced up at Fabrizio, and despite those words, the trust between the two remained fragile. Both were playing roles, and like his cousin, Vincenzo himself maintained the illusion of believing in what was mere performance.“Fabrizio, help her sit up,” Vincenzo ordered, his voice firm and precise. “Do it slowly, supporting her head and shoulders so she doesn’t pass out again.”“Let her stay on the floor, Vincenzo,” Fabrizio retorted, his tone dripping with disdain, as if Antonella’s suffering were a minor inconvenience. “She’s not worth the effort to lift, and we all know it.”“I said, help her sit up,” Vincenzo repeated, leaving no room for argument. “Prop her against the wall, support her head and shoulders.”The air in the bathroom seemed to compress, heavy with tension, as Fabrizio locked eyes

116 – True face

Vincenzo strode through the hall with purposeful steps, his grip firm on Vittoria’s hand, drawing curious glances that followed their every move.“Daughter, won’t you greet your papà?” Alfonso asked, stepping in front of them, his presence commanding attention as he blocked their path with the solemnity of someone who refused to be ignored.“Hello, papà,” Vittoria replied, holding his gaze while forcing a tense smile that betrayed more defiance than affection.“And the hug, my dear?” Alfonso pressed, opening his arms as if claiming what was rightfully his.Before Vittoria could respond, Vincenzo stepped forward, his body a solid barrier between her and Alfonso, shielding any glimpse of her torn dress.“The hug will have to wait for another day,” Vincenzo declared, his voice a firm, unyielding command, and without leaving room for argument, he continued leading Vittoria through the hall with determined strides.“Looks like your princess is well tamed by that bastard,” Cesare remarked,

117 – The conspiracy

Vincenzo caressed her face, sensing the confusion reflected in her eyes, as if she were silently asking him what was truly going on.“Things are unfolding as they planned, bella,” Vincenzo said, his voice low and assured. “They need to believe I don’t see their manipulation, when in reality, with every move they make, I’m already positioning myself ahead.”“I don’t understand,” Vittoria admitted, her voice soft but laced with uncertainty. “What’s the strategy in letting everything happen exactly as they want?”“That’s exactly where the strategy lies, bella,” Vincenzo replied, each word sharp with clarity. “When they think I’m following the path they’ve laid out, they lower their guard, convinced they’re in control.”“Please, be clear with me,” Vittoria urged, her voice gentle but edged with restrained urgency.“There’s a traitor in my family,” Vincenzo revealed, his voice dropping to a rare moment of openness.Vittoria froze for a few seconds, her heart racing, as if she needed time t

118 – Human dignity

Vittoria felt her body tremble, a shiver running down her spine as if her very reason was trying to reject those words.Yet, she couldn’t find the strength to shy away from the truth, not now that he was finally willing to reveal it.“Are you afraid of what you’re about to hear?” Vincenzo asked, his voice low, his gaze locked onto hers.Vittoria nodded faintly, but her eyes remained steady, silently pleading for him to continue.“Promise me, Vittoria. Promise you’ll keep up appearances, even after facing the hell this city hides. Because the difference between surviving and being consumed lies in the mask you choose to wear,”“I promise,” Vittoria replied, her voice soft, fragile, almost a whisper, but heavy with the certainty that she had just surrendered to a truth she could no longer escape.Vincenzo’s gaze lingered on her for long seconds until he raised a hand, lightly touching her face—not possessively, but as if offering silent protection amidst the chaos.Then, he stepped back

119 – The face of the operation

Vittoria’s body recoiled instinctively, as if the mere mention of her brother’s name struck her like a precise blow.Her heart raced, her blood turning to ice in her veins; her eyes widened in disbelief, searching Vincenzo’s face for any sign that this was just a cruel mistake.But there was no irony, only the silent confirmation in his unwavering gaze.Her breathing grew shallow, caught in her throat, and her fingers gripped the mattress, seeking stability amidst the chaos.Her mind fought to reject the idea, insisting that Giuliano had always been a kind boy, incapable of something so monstrous.“No,” Vittoria stammered, her voice breaking, as if her throat were closing, the air stolen from her. “Giuliano, no, he couldn’t—he’s just a boy.”Tears overwhelmed her suddenly, intense and suffocating, as she clung to denial like it was her last defense.How could the boy she’d sworn to protect at all costs be capable of something so horrific?Facing that reality felt like betraying the pr

120 – Part of the truth

Vincenzo gripped her shoulders firmly, forcing her to stop, his eyes boring into hers as if they could shatter every resistance with the sheer force of his presence.“What kind of nonsense is that?” he snapped, his voice hard, refusing to entertain such warped reasoning. “You were eight years old, Vittoria. Eight.” He emphasized, his gaze locked on hers, compelling her to face reality. “You weren’t responsible for Giuliano, never were. You were just a child, and no child bears the weight of another’s life on their shoulders.”“But I should have!” Vittoria shot back, her voice breaking through sobs. “I promised, I swore to my mother I’d take care of him, protect him from everything!” she continued, her tear-filled eyes heavy with confession. “If he’s lost, it’s because I wasn’t enough. I failed, Vincenzo—I failed him, I failed her, I failed everything.”“Enough, Vittoria,” Vincenzo cut in, his voice sharp and unyielding, as if dragging her back to reality by force. “You didn’t fail any

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