BOUGHT,TAMED AND TAKEN 의 모든 챕터: 챕터 111 - 챕터 120

The room smelled of old stone and burning incense, the air heavy with silence.Sofia Moretti stood at the tall window of the abandoned monastery, her black silk dress a pool of darkness against the pale light. The rain outside dripped steadily from the broken gutters, a slow rhythm that matched the patience in her pulse.“Luciano is still breathing,” she said without turning.Behind her, two men exchanged uneasy glances. The older of the two, Pietro—her most trusted lieutenant—cleared his throat. “The warehouse was meant to be a message, not a funeral. You said—”“I said,” Sofia cut in, finally turning toward them, “that Luciano needed to see my face before he dies. And now he has.”Her voice was smooth, deliberate. No rage, no heat—just the calm certainty of someone who had survived her own death and come back sharper.She walked to the table in the center of the room. It was littered with maps of the Moretti estate, sketches of guard rotations, notes in her own elegant handwriting.

The rain hadn’t stopped all morning.It poured against the De Luca estate’s windows in silver streaks, a steady drumbeat that felt like a countdown neither of them could ignore.Luciano sat at the edge of the long oak table in the war room, fingers drumming against his thigh as Matteo laid out the plan.“She’ll get the tip in an hour,” Matteo said, tapping the map. “We’ll leak that Aria is being moved to the old warehouse in Portici for a ‘transfer.’ If Sofia’s paying attention, she’ll bite. And when she shows up…”Luciano finished for him, voice low. “We close the trap.”Aria was leaning against the far wall, arms crossed over the black fitted sweater she’d chosen for this charade. She’d tied her hair back, her face bare of makeup, but her eyes burned with focus.“I don’t like the part where I sit in a warehouse pretending to be helpless,” she said.Luciano’s gaze flicked to her, sharp enough to cut. “You’re not pretending. You will be helpless if Sofia gets too close. That’s why I’l

The second the words left the lieutenant’s mouth, Luciano didn’t hesitate. He slammed the man into the side of a container and left him crumpled, turning on his heel toward the car.“Matteo—hold the yard. No one leaves alive.”The coldness in his voice made even Matteo stiffen.Aria scrambled in after him, barely shutting the passenger door before Luciano tore out of the lot. Rain hammered against the windshield, the wipers struggling to keep up, but his focus never wavered from the road.“You think she’s bluffing?” Aria asked, her voice tight.Luciano’s jaw worked as he shifted gears hard. “Sofia doesn’t bluff. If she says she’s in my house, she’s in my house. And she wouldn’t come alone.”The way he said my house made Aria’s stomach twist. That place was as much her prison as it was his fortress, and if Sofia was there… she knew exactly what that meant.Luciano pushed the car past the speed limit, tires hissing over wet asphalt. Every second felt too long. Aria’s thoughts raced—if S

The fire crews were still battling the blaze when Luciano pulled Aria into the back of the SUV. The heat of the burning estate radiated even through the rain, and the smell of smoke clung to their skin. Elena sat beside them, pale, trembling, her hands wrapped in a blanket Matteo had thrown around her.Luciano didn’t speak for the first few minutes. His silence was heavier than the smoke outside. His eyes were fixed on the city lights flickering in the distance, but Aria could feel the pulse of rage rolling off him.Matteo drove with one hand, the other gripping the wheel tight enough that the leather creaked. “Boss… she knew the layout too well. Knew where to place the explosives, knew where you’d be. That’s not luck.”Luciano’s jaw tightened. “No, it’s not.”Aria shifted slightly, her gaze moving between the two men. “You’re saying someone let her in?”Neither of them answered immediately.Matteo’s eyes flicked to the rearview mirror. “I’m saying there’s no way she got past our defe

Luciano drove like the devil was at his heels. The black SUV tore through the streets, tires hissing on the damp asphalt. Matteo rode shotgun, cursing under his breath, while Aria sat in the back, her fingers gripping the seat so tightly her knuckles were white.The phone lay on the console between them, its screen still glowing with the message.I know who opened the door for me.The silence inside the car was heavy, suffocating.Finally, Matteo broke it. “Boss, it could be anyone. A guard. A driver. Even one of the accountants. Sofia’s got half the city by the throat.”“No,” Luciano said flatly. His eyes never left the road, his jaw set like iron. “She wouldn’t waste time with pawns. She’s inside already.”Aria’s heart thudded. “Inside?”Luciano’s gaze flicked to her in the rearview mirror, sharp and unreadable. “Someone close. Someone with access to the house. That’s the only way she got near you that night without triggering alarms.”Aria swallowed hard. She thought back to the ni