Todos os capítulos de Sins of The Past: Capítulo 41 - Capítulo 50

Victoria was asleep inside the car, seated right next to Sergio. They had been driving for nearly two hours and since it was nighttime, Victoria could no longer hold back on her sleepiness and fell asleep.As he was driving, Sergio stole glances toward her and wondered how she could be asleep when she was next to him. Was she starting to trust him? It was only the two of them as well and things felt peaceful.Normally, whenever he went, he would always have his men come with him in a different car, but this time, things were different.He was visiting his father at the summer house on a secluded location that only very few people knew; he did not want the location to be exposed even to his own men, as his father’s safety might be compromised.The car started driving through the forest to reach the summer house and it was dark. The only light was the one coming from his car’s light.An average person would be scared to drive through the

After they finished breakfast, Sergio grabbed Victoria’s hand and dragged her across the forest. They had been walking for roughly ten minutes.The sun was shining bright, but it was surprisingly quite cold. She thought it must have been the wind, so she pulled her cardigan closer with her free hand while Sergio was walking in front of her.Not long after, they arrived at the side of a wide lake and there was a wooden boat with paddles on the side. Sergio got on the boat first while Victoria was still standing on land, looking at him with doubtful gaze.“What’s wrong? Get in.” He ordered.“Are you sure this is okay? We don’t know who the boat belongs to.” She asked. Hearing this, Sergio placed a hand on his face, trying to cover up the smile that crept on his face.She was so sassy and smart at times, but there was this side of her, the awfully innocent side that never failed to surprise him.“

Sergio dragged her outside the house and she was upset about it at first until she saw the view in front of her. The sky was turning a different shade of orange, red, yellow, purple and pink.The white and gray clouds’ edges were illuminated by the sunlight, creating an ethereal and breathtaking atmosphere. It was truly a beautiful sight to behold with the half-set sun peaking through between the trees.“This is… beautiful.” She murmured under her breath. Victoria was at a loss for words. In her life, she had never seen a sunset so beautiful before.“This is the best spot to see the sunset in the area. My father built this lakehouse for my mother because she loved the sunset.” Sergio explained. She turned her head around and saw sadness and slight anger in his eyes.“You know, I apologize as well.” She told him.“For calling you a son of a bitch. I shouldn’t have.” She added before

The day of the exchange arrived.  Both Sergio and Dante agreed to meet at a neutral zone —an area that did not belong to either of them — as the place for the exchange.An abandoned building far away from the city center had been chosen.They agreed to meet at 7 pm and each of them was allowed to bring their men for the exchange as a safety measure.Dante and his men had arrived a bit early compared to Sergio. He got out of the car first while Vincenzo was standing beside him, holding Chiara as a hostage in his arms. Dozens of his men were present, waiting for Sergio to arrive.At exactly seven, Sergio’s car arrived. He also brought dozens of his men and he stepped out of the car while holding Victoria hostage with a gun pointed at her head. When Dante saw this, anger roused within him.“Sergio, lowered your gun from her head, you fucker!” Dante warned him.“Please lower your gun,” Victoria murm

Dante and Vincenzo looked at the doctor with a serious expression.“Her operation is successful and we managed to get the bullet out of her body. Your fiancée, Victoria, will be fine.”Hearing this, Dante felt a wash of relief rushing through his system. He fell to the ground and looked at the sky while crying like a child.“Thank goodness… thank goodness she’s going to be fine.” He murmured as tears ran down his cheek. He has never been the type to cry in public. He was raised to be a stoic man, where showing your emotions was seen as a sign of weakness. But that time, just this once, he wanted to pour all his emotions out. Because what was happening at that moment was a miracle.“However-“ The doctor spoke again and Dante turned his attention toward him.“However, what?” Dante rose from the ground and looked at him with a serious gaze.“The bullet hit th