211 – The perfect image

Vincenzo slid a cup of coffee across the counter, the gesture calm, almost conciliatory—but Tommaso reacted instantly.He struck the edge of the cup with a violent slap, sending coffee spilling across the floor as the porcelain clattered through the kitchen, the sound a sharp reflection of the fury that had finally found release.“Didn’t you finish reading the file?” Vincenzo asked, his voice steady, almost cold, despite his cousin’s outburst.He watched Tommaso with the unsettling composure of someone who had anticipated that reaction, as if his cousin’s rage were merely another inevitable stage before the truth settled in.“You loved a manipulative man, Tommaso,” he said firmly, without mercy. “The same man who ordered your father killed and still had the nerve to raise you as if nothing had happened.” He held his cousin’s gaze without hesitation, letting each word land like a sentence that could never be overturned.Tommaso braced himself against the counter, his hands trembling as

212 – Another line

Tommaso watched him in silence for a few seconds, his gaze steady and his expression tense, as if he wanted to respond but simply did not know where to begin.“Wow,” Tommaso murmured, his voice low and restrained, as though he were still trying to process what he had just heard. “Should I brace myself for another breakdown?” he asked, keeping his tone even, though a faint glimmer in his eyes betrayed him.“I think I already had every possible breakdown while Vittoria was asleep,” Vincenzo replied, and a tired smile slipped through his words, enough to draw a brief laugh from Tommaso. “The past few weeks have been a storm of emotions, Tom,” he confessed, releasing a heavy breath, still feeling the emptiness Lily’s departure had left behind. “But when we heard our babies’ heartbeats, it was like finding our way back to happiness.”“Congratulations, Vincenzo,” Tommaso said, his voice firm, though a rare note of warmth slipped through.“Thank you,” Vincenzo answered, straightening the pap

213 – Now you will beg

Tommaso’s gaze inevitably drifted over her body, lingering on the curves the black silk outlined so perfectly and on the way the fabric itself seemed to invite him closer.“Do you want to have dinner with me?” Tommaso asked, his voice lower than he had intended, seeking her eyes only so he would not lose himself in the intentions his body was already revealing.“Well, I’ve already had dinner.” Seraphina replied as her fingers slid through her long hair, and she looked at him, puzzled by Tommaso’s unusual behavior.“In that case, I wouldn’t mind having dessert.” He replied, his voice rough and slow, keeping his eyes fixed on her while a slow smile formed on his lips. “Especially if it’s something sweet and impossible to resist.” He added, letting the words drift between them with the same provocation that glimmered in his gaze.Then, without waiting for an answer, Tommaso stepped forward until his body brushed against hers, and the warmth of his skin passed easily through the thin fabr

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211 – The perfect image

212 – Another line

213 – Now you will beg