All Chapters of His Little Ruin: Chapter 11 - Chapter 13

It had been four years since Vito Salvatore gained full legal custody of his cousin, little Aurora, and it hadn’t been easy. Raising an autistic child was never simple, and it became far harder when she refused to speak.Had Aurora always been autistic? That was impossible to answer. But after the traumatic arson incident, the bubbly girl had retreated into herself, becoming quiet, reserved, and extremely cautious of strangers. Reserve was a gentler word.Aurora barely acted as if she recognized anyone besides Vito. Her therapist claimed it was because they had been the only ones in the house that day, and that Aurora might have seen Vito as her guardian angel. But Vito knew better. She had been terrified and helpless. And that fateful day, he had been too far away, caught in his own vices at Angels Den when Luca had called to say he had to leave the mansion for an event.Back then, Mrs. Luigi hadn’t started working with them, and there were no live-in staff. Only Luca, Aurora, and Vi

“What are you looking at?” Vito’s voice snapped Milan out of her trance. “You have your drink, woman.”She blinked, then smiled mischievously. “I want your drink,” she said without thinking.He arched his brow. “You know I only share my drink with my people, don’t you?”She leaned forward on her elbow, smirking. “Do I?” Her laughter was soft, teasing. “But you gave me your drink this afternoon, and I’m not one of your mafia members.”Vito’s lips twitched, though his eyes stayed cold. He shook his head, exhaling a long, quiet sigh that carried more amusement than frustration.If only she knew how much restraint it took for him not to pull her into his lap.And if only she knew how close he was to forgetting every rule he’d made for himself.“You seize my drink,” he corrected evenly.Milan rolled her eyes, the faintest smirk tugging at her lips. “Same thing, best friend.” She tipped back her glass, finishing the last drop of wine before pouring herself another.“You know, before this af