All Chapters of MY ENEMY'S DAUGHTER: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

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THE UNWELCOME TRUTH

AVELINA'S POVThe first thing I see is aunt Lucia's smile as she crawls out of darkness.This is not the warmth I grew up with. It is not Zia who was with me when my mother died or the one who sang me lullabies.This is the smile of a stranger. It’s sharp and cold, marked by betrayal.Orlando stands beside her like a dog waiting for command. His gun is held in one hand and his eyes flickering with too much satisfaction. Alessandro stands between us, gun raised, his body tense like a storm held upright by bones.Lucia’s voice floats through the air.“So, nipote… do you want to know what your father really did?”My heart stops.Alessandro stiffens beside me. I can feel his anger vibrating—like a pulse, like a countdown.“Don’t,” he warns her, his voice low.Lucia laughs lightly. “Oh, Alessandro… you’ve kept her in the dark long enough.”She looks at me again.“Do you want the truth, Avelina?”My throat tightens. “Yes.”Her smile widens.“Then here it is—your father wasn’t the man you t

Last Updated : 2025-11-20

THE AMBUSH: BLOOD IN THE GARDEN

AVELINA'S POV The silence in the room is too heavy. Orlando's gun is still aimed at me and Allessandro still standings in front ready to take any hit coming my way. "Stop this games Allessandro." Orlando growls. "She comes with me" Allessandro, still standing in front of me with his shoulders squared and a gun aimed at Lucia. "I would rather die." Lucia sighs dramatically, brushing invisible dust from her gloves. “Oh, don’t be so dramatic. It won’t come to that, unless you force my hand.” Everything suddenly changes as a faint sound came, along with it a distant echo. Alessandro hears it a second before I do. His eyes are sharpened as he tightens his grip on his gun. “Avelina,” he murmurs. “Stay behind me. Now.” My breath suddenly stops as the light foes off. i hear a low, violent hum fill the hall. Orlando grins. “Collect her. Don’t scratch her face—Lucia would hate that.” A few of Lucia's soldiers, all arm move towards me, tearing me away from Alless

Last Updated : 2025-11-21

HELD BETWEEN LOVE AND DEATH

AVELINA’S POV The sound of the bullet came like a fragment. It was distant and muffled. I felt a sharp pain and immediately drop for my feet. My body dropping on the gravel like a bag of cement. I was wet with blood... my blood. Then I hear his voice. “Allessandro—” It’s faint, but I can hear it. His voice is broken, trembling, terrified. I’ve never heard him like this, not even when bullets flew past us. My eyelids flutter, and the world is a blurred mix of red and shadow. I hear his footsteps, heavy and desperate. And then, he’s there. Strong arms lift me from the marble, one under my knees, the other supporting my back, gripping me too tightly, as if he fears I’ll slip away. “Avelina—look at me. Look at me, amore mio.” His voice shakes. I’ve never heard Alessandro Rossi’s voice tremble before. My breath stutters. I blink slowly, trying to focus, trying to speak. “Alless… andro…” He presses his forehead to mine, his breath uneven. “Stay a

Last Updated : 2025-11-21

TRUTH, BLOOD AND GUILT

ALLESSANDRO'S POV Silence filled the room, except for the heart monitor beeping by Avelina's bed. The room has been silent for hours. Too silent. I sits by her bedside with my elbows dug deep into my knees as my hands hold Avelina's. I haven't slept, I couldn't sleep. Everytime i tried i sees her face and the day she was shot replays in my memory. I have tried washing the blood off my hand but no matter how many times i tries it doesn't go away. Avelina is on the bed, lying in my shirt, the fabric hanging loosely on her shoulders, swallowing her small frame. I draped a blanket over her an hour ago, but it doesn’t make her look less fragile. Staring at her chest as it rises and falls for a 100th time, i whisper "Please.don't die." I’d rather face a room full of guns than face this bed again. Because i am of no use here and i can't afford to loose her. I reach for hr hand gently, scared to break her as my fingers tremble. As my fingers wrap around hers my chest tightens

Last Updated : 2025-11-22

THE SCARRED MAN'S VISIT

AVELINA'S POVThe room is still and quiet, too quiet as the only sound that can be heard is the sound of my heartbeat.I open my eyes to see Allessandro standing by the window with his back turned to me and his hand in his hair as though trying to pull out thoughts from his skull. I watch him in silence, looking at his shoulders as they tremble visibly.He thinks I am asleep, but I am not. I vividly remember flashes from the day I was shot, blood on my face, my body hitting the gravel and the cold air passing through my lungs. But what struck out was the man who pulled the trigger.Something heavy. Something I didn’t notice until the moment just before darkness took me.Trying to get his attention, I cleared my throat... "Allessandro..."He rushes towards me in quick strides, his eyes filled with concern like he had been waiting for me to wake up.“You’re awake,” he says, handing me a glass of water. “Do you need pain medication? Food? Do you feel—”“Alessandro.” My voice is thin but

Last Updated : 2025-11-24

FRAGMENTS

ALLESSANDRO'S POV CONT'DThe metal handle twists.I move forward, shielding Avelina with my body.The door bursts open and a man stumbles inside. He is not armed.He’s breathing hard, bleeding down one side, dirt on his clothes. Then his face comes into view.He leans against the doorframe, chest heaving as he locks eyes with Avelina."Avelina…” he rasps, his voice rough from smoke and gunfire. “I… had to find you.”I lift my gun directly at his head.“You step one foot closer,” I growl, “and I’ll put a bullet between your eyes.”He barely glances at me.“I don’t want to hurt her,” he replies quietly. “If I did… I would have let Orlando take her hours ago.”Avelina gasps softly behind me.“Alessandro,” she whispers, “that’s him. The man who saved me.”I don’t lower the gun, not even slightly.“What do you want?” I snarl.His dark, haunted eyes shift to mine.“To keep her alive.”His words strike me like a blow.He steps deeper into the room."Lucia and Orlando—” he coughs, wiping blood

Last Updated : 2025-11-25

THE FAMILIAR VOICE

AVELINA'S POVThe scarred man's breath could be heard from miles away. I open my eyes to him, leaning against the doorframe as he clenches his shoulder. The room feels too tight for me as I struggle with every breath. The walls are closing in like they know something they shouldn't.Swallowing hard, I turned to look at him. “What else do I need to know?”His eyes drift upward, unfocused, then lock onto mine.“There was someone in the hallway with your father,” he whispers. “Someone who shouldn’t have been there.”My breath becomes uneasy as my heart stutters.“Who?” I ask, now holding my breath."I couldn't make him out." But you can. He has a coat on and a piece of jewelry. You were not supposed to be home that day, but you were."My fingers tighten on the sheets.“I can’t remember,” I whisper. “Every time I try… it hurts.”“Because the truth doesn’t want to be remembered,” he says softly. “But it’s still there.”Heat craws through my head threatening to split my brain open.Alessand

Last Updated : 2025-11-26

A TRUTH THAT COULD KILL

AVELINA'S POVThe city of Rome is washed out as the rain has finally come to an end, it left behind greyish blanket as the sky. I never had to chance to say a final goodbye to my father and i miss him terribly. Allessandro and the scarred man are still in the room, quiet. When i turn around and finally walked away from the window towards them, i couldn't bring myself to say anything even though i tried to break the silence. Neither of us spoke. The weight of still not knowing the truth about my father is a burden i still carry. How am i the key Lucia keeps on talking about?. My shoulder still hurts from the gunshot wound and my bones are heavy from guilt which i could not shake off.After i while i sit back on the bed, Allessandro gets up from the chair and sits by me, retrieving the water by the bedside, handing it to me as i take a sip. He reaches into his pocket and pulls out my father's ring.“It fell out of your hand the day you were shot." Tracing the etched gold beneath my fing

Last Updated : 2025-11-27

THE MAN IN THE STREETS

ALLESSANDRO'S POVWith Avelina finally asleep, i watch as her chest rise and fall. I reach towards her face and brushed a strand of hair. She doesn't stair.Thank God. I waited until she was fully asleep before i pull away from her. The door opens and the scarred man walks in, followed closely by Emilio whose jaw appears tense. I lead them out of the room, passed the hallway and into the survelliance room, shutting the door behind us.The scarred man leans against the wall with his arm on his shoulder. "We need to move houses, They know she's here." He warns with seriousness written on his face.My jaw clenches. “Who?”He shakes his head. "You have been betrayed by your own people. They tipped them off."My blood boils as my thought wandered. And of course i wasn't suprised.Gripping the edge of the table i turn to look at him."Speak"He swallows. “Lucia sent out a message. A simple one.” "I overheard her on the phone telling someone to end her if she remembers the voice."My vision tu

Last Updated : 2025-11-28

HIS HANDS, MY UNDOING: HIS TO CLAIM

AVELINA'S POVI open my eyes after been enveloped in darkness. This was no longer a dream or a nightmare. It felt real. In the hallway i could hear my father's voice almost drowned in footsteps. Ther was a hand gripping his and it had left enough bruises turning it red."You shouldn't be here." Another voice echos directly into my ears. The hand gripping my father had a ring on one of it's fingers. Before i could react a coat brushes my arm. The fabric looked familiar like i had seen it somewhere before and the smell it left can't be forgotten.My try to catch my breath as the memories sink in again, then a gunshot sound rang and my father lay lifeless on the groung with blood gushing out of him. The voice came towards me. "Don't scream or you're next. I jolt up quickly with my heart pounding against my ribs like it's trying to escape my chest.I look down to see my fingers tremble and curling the sheets. The room feels too small as my lungs threatens to escape. I would hate for Alless

Last Updated : 2025-11-29

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