Lahat ng Kabanata ng Her Enemy. Her child's Father; Hate and Love: Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 30

Nyla's POV  “Silver?”My entire body went cold. It was Luca. I scrambled in fear, shoving the letter back into the white box while sliding it beneath the bed before he could push the door open. My heart pounded loudly against my chest as I tried to compose myself, forcing my breath to be steady.The door creaked, and Luca leaned casually against the door frame, his eyes scanning the room before landing on me. “You didn’t answer when I knocked.” His gaze stayed on the bed for a second too long. “Isn't that the cake box?”My throat went dry, but I forced a smile, a cool and dismissive one. “Just… leftover tarts.”His eyes narrowed, disbelief clearly seen in his eyes, but he didn't press further; he simply crossed his arms.“Okay…leftovers,” he repeated like he w

Nyla's POV  The sedan shuddered as Matteo slammedit into reverse, but the motorcycles were way faster, the annoying sound of their engines snarling.Gunshots cracked into the air, sharp and merciless. Ava shrieked, ducking low against the leather seat, her tablet clattering to the floor, butt she didn't bother, nott in this situation.“Stay down!”  Matteo barkedagain, pulling out his own weapon, but his warning was too late.Because I wasn’t staying down.My fingers were already curled around the cold metal strappedagainst my thigh.  With one swift pull, and the pistol slid free, the familiar grip grounding me. I leaned into the corner of the seat, my eyes sharp, my breath heaving steadily against my chest.Ava’s head snapped toward me; herr eyes went wide into a horrific gasp at the sight of the weapon in my hands. “W…where did you…? You’ve been&hell

Luca's POV A few days later“Do you, Luca Valenti, take Silver Caruso to be your lawful wedded wife—not only before God, but also before these families—swearing loyalty, honor, and blood? To stand with her in power and influence, in ruin, in peace and in war, in health and in loss, until death claims you both?” Father Moratti, our family's trusted priest.“I do,” I responded calmly without hesitating, and he turned towards Silver, her black veil covering her face, making it hard to read her expression.“And do you, Silver Caruso, take Luca Valenti to be your lawful wedded husband—to stand as his strength and his shield, his partner in loyalty, in silence, and in sacrifice? To bind yourself not only to him but to the family for as long as blood runs through your veins?”“I do,” she responded flatly. “Then by the power of the church and the eyes of your families, I now pronounce you husband and wife. This bond is sealed not only in love but also in blood. You may now kiss the bride.”

Nyla's POV He smirked.His right thumb brushing against the corner of my mouth“You want me,” he murmured in a low, thick, yet intimidating voice, “but…I want you begging for it, silver.”His lips ghosted over mine, but he wasn't kissing me. “In your dreams, Luca.”He laughed softly, that sound rumbling against me. “Sweetheart, you are my dream.”I shoved his chest lightly, and he finally let go of the possessive grip on my waist.The air between us was electrified, but I hated how much my lips still had the feeling of his on mine.Luca leaned back on the bed, his arm stretched along the bedhead casually, like he hadn’t just turned my world upside down. He closed his eyes, and within a few minutes he slept off peacefully.I should be happy, but deep down I was really disappointed.I bit my lip, curling into the other end of the bed, desperate to put some space between us. ~~~The faint rays from the morning sunlight hit my face the moment my eyes were open; my hand moved on its ow

Luca's POV When I finally arrived home, it was already 1AM, and the house had grown so quiet that only the faint hum of the refrigerators could be heard.I strode into the kitchen to get a glass of water first before heading upstairs when my phone made a buzzing sound. I took it out lazily, but the words on the message made me freeze in my tracks.Hey muchi,I miss you so much.Hope you miss me too.Your one and forever love, Selene.Selene?I froze. My fingers around the phone became tight. Of all the names in the world, hers was the last I expected to see, not in this lifetime. How the hell did she get my number? An uneasy knot formed in my gut.I could already perceive trouble just from her text.Trouble...that was what Selene always carried with her like perfume.She wasn’t just any random girl. She was my past, my first girlfriend, and my first in everything.We had met in my senior year of college, burned bright for three reckless years, and then, just like that, she vanished.