All Chapters of Her Enemy. Her child's Father; Hate and Love: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Luca's POV “You found her?” I asked immediately, standing up on my feet, and the caller from the other side of the line answered after a few seconds of hesitating.“You have to come look at this yourself, Mr. Luca.”“I'll be there soon,” I answered briefly. Stepping out of the boardroom, I glanced at the other end of the hallway where her office was before stepping into my office. I grabbed my car keys, slid my pocket pistol into my jacket for safety's sake, and headed for the door. No driver this time; I preferred to handle this one by myself.Liam, my private investigator, was already leaning against his SUV when I pulled into the gravel lot.“Mr. Luca,” he greeted, straightening up the moment he saw me.“Didn’t think you’d make it this fast.” he added“I didn’t hire you to wait around,” I replied, shutting my door. “What did you find?” I asked tightly. He opened the passenger-side door and reached inside, pulling out a tablet. “This came in from one of my old sources… figured you

Luca's POV  I sat close to her on purpose, pretending to read a magazine for the past few minutes, but the truth was, my eyes kept drifting towards her.She was curled up against the window with her arms folded like she was trying to protect herself from something even in her sleep.Then I heard it.A small, broken whimper.At first, I thought it was my imagination. But then her fingers twitched, and her lips parted in a muffled voice I couldn’t make out. Her breathing became shallow and uneven.I frowned, leaning closer to her. “Silver…” I kept my voice low, almost careful, but she didn't respond.Her head jerked slightly, a bead of sweat glistening along her temple. Something about it made my chest twist; this wasn’t the ice queen I was used to.This was someone else….“Silver …wake up.” This time I touched her shoulder. “You are having a

Luca's POV I froze midwayWhat did he mean by that?Everyone in the table paused,the air became tense and quiet that if a needle should drop,it would be heard easily.Mrs. Caruso, noticing that the tension and silence could stretch too thin,slipped in to ease it.“Tomorrow morning, we’ll finalize the contract,” she said brightly,setting down her glass. “It’s best done early. That way, the rest of the day can be devoted to preparations.”“Preparations for what?” I asked,even though I already suspected the answer.“A gala,” she answered, her eyes sparkling as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. “It’s tradition. Every agreement of this scale deserves celebration.”Mr. Caruso nodded in approval,the smile on his lips never breaking that gentle facade he had on. I couldn’t tell if the interruption was meant to ease the tension or to simply mask it but either way the subject was quickly changed and it was now focused on tomorrow’s guest list, music, and politics of who shoul

Silver’s POVThe towering oak doors shut behind us with a muted thud as we walked into my foster father’s home office. On a long table, documents were neatly stacked at the center with a crystal pen lying on top of them, waiting like a dagger ready to bind my fate.I held my chin high; my stomach felt twisted at every step I took, reminding me that this wasn’t just a marriage contract; it was a weapon. The key to the Valenti empire, the only way to get close enough to discover the truth behind my family’s death.Silver Caruso—that name belonged to someone else, someone whose life was moving on like she wasn't a part of it. The Caruso family wanted someone to replace their daughter, who was in a coma, and I needed to infiltrate the Valenti family, and I was the perfect fit for it. Given the fact that we looked almost the same, with the same hair color, face card, and even body shape, and since the press wasn't too familiar with her, it was very easy impersonating her.Mr. Caruso gestu

Nyla's POV  I woke up with a pounding headache, the kind that told me I had drunk too much last night.My memory was fuzzy in between glasses clicking, people laughing, soft music, and Luca's voice somewhere in the distance. But the rest? Like a memory being swallowed by a blur.I hated not remembering anything, and most importantly, I hated the vulnerability of blank spaces.How did I get into the bedroom yesterday? I glanced down at myself, and a horrific gasp escaped my lips,my dress had been changed into a night wear.Luca walked out of the bathroom in all glory, and damn, it took a whole lot not to drool over him.Was he the one that changed my dress? I frown at the thought of it.“Don’t look at me like that. I didn’t change your dress.” He shrugged after seeing the expression on my face.“Did I change it myself then?”A faint smirk formed at the corner of his m