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Annalissa Hale“I need to leave for a bit,” I say quickly. “Alone.”His eyes narrow. “You know I can’t allow that.”I clench my fists at my sides. “Please, Rio. Just this once.”“I’ll have to go with you, Signora. But I’ll wait outside if you’re worried I’ll hear your conversations. I won’t tell the Don either.”Suspicion flares hot in my chest. But If I don’t trust him now, I’ll never get out of here. “Fine,” I mutter, slipping past him into the elevator. “But you stay outside.”“Understood.”The drive feels endless. My nerves are stretched thin. Every turn of the wheel makes my stomach twist. When the lake house finally comes into view, my heart leaps into my throat.I see mum from afar.“Mum…” The word bursts out before I can stop it. She’s standing at the door, waiting with her arms open. I run to her, burying myself in her embrace. Her perfume, the way she smells like home, calms me and I have to bite down hard to keep the tears from spilling.Dad’s there too. I hug him just

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Dante Romano I know Annalissa snuck off to meet her parents tonight because Rio told me. I know what they talked about because Rio made sure to eavesdrop and report to me. From the information he fed me, I know she suspected something about her parents.I’m Dante Romano. I know everything.What I don’t know is why her face has suddenly gone pale. She only gets that look when she’s beneath me, when her body’s trembling and she’s seconds away from begging me to let her come. That fear mixed with surrender. That’s the only fear I enjoy on her.Yet here she is, standing in front of me across the dining room with her eyes wide like a cornered animal.The last few days have been a reel of sins. Since the night she gave me her little rules and her trembling voice, everything changed. Once wasn’t enough. Not for me or her either.I remember bending her over my desk, pressing her cheek to mahogany while I dragged every filthy sound out of her throat. The way her body clung to me, as

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Annalissa Hale That text from two days ago won’t leave my head. I never responded to it. Someone knows my secret. Someone somewhere knows I’m not Clarissa. I told Ronan and he’d said Kane would look into it.Kane hasn’t found anything so far. What if someone approaches Dante and tells him the truth? What happens then?My mind has been a spiraling mess for the last two days. Tonight, Maddox global is hosting a seminar to launch an ad campaign for one of the biggest clothing brands in the country and it’s pretty much a big deal.So I’m sitting at the very back of the hall, watching as Ronan speaks to the crowd full of young entrepreneurs and high class socialites. I think I’ve rubbed my sweaty palms on my slacks at least ten times in one hour. And I’m not sure if it’s because Kayleigh is also here—she’s an actress and the face of the clothing brand—or because I’m just still bothered by that text.As the seminar progresses, I notice Kayleigh leaving her front row seat and walking

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Dante RomanoI didn’t exactly show up tonight because of Kayleigh. Did she successfully guilt trip me into coming? Yes, only she knows how to do it. We’re childhood friends afterall.I showed up because I found out where the text came from. It wasn’t a random person. It was Issa's parents. The Hales sent the message as a cheap, cruel scare to throw their daughter off the scent. To keep her distracted from finding out their lie about hiding Clarissa. Human beings can be pathetic. Stooping that low to keep a lie intact. To me, the thought of it made hot bile bubble in my mouth. I almost thought of actually wiping them off the map just to feel something clean for a change. But I can’t burn my chessboard when I’m winning. They’re useful pieces. Let them keep their part to play; when the time comes to show Issa the truth, I want her to see who pushed her into the dark. I want the betrayal to have weight. I’ll carve the lesson out myself. And to do that, I need them. I need Cl

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Annalissa Hale Dante is next to me on the bed with his hands wrapped tightly around me. He’s deeply asleep and the slow rhythm of his breathing is somehow comforting.I carefully get out of bed, a T-shirt and pad out of the room. The antique clock on the wall says it’s almost midnight. As I walk down the stairs, I see Teresa folding her uniform neatly by the dining table.Her head snaps up to look at me. “Do you need anything, Signora?”I smile. “I just want to make a little snack. I can handle it.”“Are you sure, ma’am?” I nod once. “Then, I’ll be leaving. Sleep well, Signora.”Teresa bows and heads out of the mansion to the maid’s quarters where she’s staying. I walk into the kitchen and lean against the counter. Giovanni’s words still refuse to leave my head.I’ve tried to wrap my head around the fact that she sent me that test just to mess with me. And now she’s sorry for it. She was on her knees, begging and crying. I don’t think guilt is enough to do that to someone. Espec

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Dante Romano Annalissa is insane. Out of everything she could possibly ask for, she wants me to teach her how to drive a race car.Not jewelry. Not money. Not even a vacation. A fucking race car.Risky, reckless, utterly stupid, so of course it fits her. Just like the way she outsmarted me last night, letting me dig my own grave with that bet, knowing Connor was sick and unreachable. I only found out this morning. She’s getting bolder, cockier. I like it. I like the way I defiance does something filthy to me.My car pulls up at the track. One of mine, I own the place. I asked them to clear it out. I don’t like people breathing in my shadow when I’m not in the mood.I turn to her. “You sure about this?”Her eyes are bright, almost glowing with excitement. “Yes.”She has no idea what she’s asking. But I still find myself giving it to her. I don’t even remember the last time I raced, probably years ago. Doesn’t matter.We get out. She looks around. “Aren’t places like this usual

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Annalissa Hale Dante’s mouth crushes mine before I can even catch my breath. I taste salt and heat, with the aftershock of his cum on my lips. His hand fists in my hair and drags me closer. The evening air drifts through the open door, cold against my thighs, but Dante’s body is scorching. He yanks me onto his lap. My knees brace against the seat as his erection presses hot between us, already stiffening again. “Don’t forget,” he murmurs against my mouth, his breath is a growl, “we’re the only ones here.” Something about the words makes my pulse thunder. The track is empty, the arena is cleared. It’s just us and he’s reminding me I’m at his mercy. My fingers tremble as I touch his jaw, but he grips my wrists, making me arch against him. “Dante…” I whisper. “I love it when you say my name like that again.” He kisses me harder, until my lips are swollen, then releases my wrists only to drag me out of the car. My feet stumble on the concrete, but his grip on my arm is unyielding

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Last chapter has been edited. Dante Romano Connor lays a document in front of me. It’s a transfer of assets from one of the smaller families that thought they could skim from my shipments without notice.I sign with a quick flick of the pen, knowing my name isn’t just ink on paper but also a death sentence when I decide it is. He takes it back with compliant.And I smirk. Compliant. That’s the way Annalissa has been lately. Compliant, reckless, giving in to me without hesitation. I’ve been feeding off it. The fire in her eyes when she tries to challenge me, the surrender in her voice when she finally moans my name…. This isn’t the girl who tried to keep herself guarded. This is someone who belongs to me entirely.And fuck, I enjoy it more than I should.A knock at the door pulls me back. Teresa enters, cautious as always, clutching a small velvet box in her hands.“Don,” she says quietly, “this was left for the Signora. She instructed me to dispose of it.”She places it on my d

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Annalissa Hale The following Saturday, Maria invited me to help her do NGO work at a local orphanage. Maria works for a non governmental organization and she needed volunteers. Ornella apparently had stuff to do today so she decided to ask me.Since I’m free and this is the first time she’s asking me for a favour, I decided to help her. Plus, Dante won’t be home all day as usual.Our car arrives at the orphanage, and Maria and I step out. She’s in a blue sundress with her hair tumbling down her shoulders. I’m also wearing a strapless that stops mid-thigh with a pair of flats.We head inside, and the scent of fresh paint and chalk dust greets me. A few volunteers are decorating a wide hall with balloons and ribbons, preparing for some kind of small ceremony. The annual event they do. Laughter echoes off the walls as kids run around. Maria quickly joins a group of women arranging flowers. I reach for a ladder and start helping them tie up streamers along the ceiling. “Hi.”Th

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Dante RomanoComing here was Maria’s idea. That’s the only reason I’m here. She insisted that a small donation to the orphanage would “soften my image,” as she put it. I nearly laughed at the idea. My father would have spat on such a display—parading kindness in public, handing out scraps to make people believe you have a heart. He always told me: a Don doesn’t win loyalty with pity. He wins it with fear.Still, Maria persisted, and for reasons I don’t care to examine too closely, I let her have her way. Besides, she mentioned Issa would be here. That tipped the scales.What she didn’t mention… was Ronan Maddox.The moment I spot him through the archway, sitting beside Annalissa on that garden bench, I feel my blood heat. Maddox, the man who spends more hours with Issa than I do. And now, he’s here, even on a Saturday, sitting too close to her.My jaw tightens as I step into the garden. Issa looks up first, startled. Maddox schools his face into calm, but his wary eyes give h

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