All Chapters of His Little Ruin: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

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51- The Angel That Fled Heaven

Desperate for a breath of fresh air, Milan took the initiative and reached out to Columbia Law School Admissions regarding her readmission. Within twenty-four hours, they confirmed her eligibility. This news sparked a glimmer of hope in her life. For the first time in two years, she sat down to compose a letter to her dad and older brother in the United States. But, she hesitated to send it.Fear weighed heavily on her heart, and she couldn’t bring herself to confront the possibility that something terrible might have happened to them. Milan felt an intense wave of regret for eloping with Giovanni Rocci and leaving her family. She grappled with the guilt of the pain she had caused them. She was her family’s cherished daughter, and she had vanished without a trace or explanation. Forgiveness felt out of reach, and she couldn't even muster the courage to ask for it because she was convinced that her actions were irredeemable.As time went on, her initial excitement began to fade

52- His Ruin, His Angel

Vito felt an ache in his chest when he came across Milan’s older brother’s posts online. They were filled with heartfelt sentiments about how much they missed her and pleading for help to bring her home. These posts were remnants from when she had just eloped. A time that surely felt bittersweet now. Recent comments on those posts had shifted to discussions about the unsettling events at Angels Den, alongside rumors that Mateo was involved with someone who perhaps looked like his sister, who was lost to them forever. They even went so far as to mention her ties to the underworld, along with Giovanni and others.Someone posted Milan’s picture from when she worked as a waitress at Angels Den.Are you her brother?That particular comment went viral more than every other comment under the post, even the post itself. It felt like a chaotic whirlwind online.Vito recognized the profound impact this revelation must have had on her family. They were learning about her in such a public ma

53- Strong Attraction over Identity

At Mateo’s funeral, the atmosphere hung heavy with deep sorrow, each attendee dressed in their finest black attire as a sign of respect. Milan wore the elegant black dress that Vito had chosen for her, coupled with the delicate ruby heart pendant. The air in the hall was thick with grief, and Vito made Milan sit on his right side and Aurora on his left, presenting a façade of unity. Whispers stirred among the guests, as many had expected Kathleen to sit by Vito's side. None of them were expecting Milan to occupy the seat because they assumed she was dating Mateo. The contrast left them surprised and disappointed. Speculation buzzed about her absence until they saw her behind, receiving guests. This further fueled rumors about her relationship with the Godfather. Though some reporters couldn’t breach the gathering, their friends who were able to get inside whispered insights that instantly turned into headlines. Milan felt the weight of the stares that lingered

54- Half-truth Causes Suspicions

Milan’s fingers curled tightly in her lap as the logo silence inside the car stretched between them. The low hum of the engine only made her thoughts louder.Was he quiet because he was angry?Or because he felt guilty?Her throat tightened at the thought.The voices from the funeral kept replaying in her head like a curse she couldn’t escape. “Vito shot Mateo out of jealousy.”“He wanted Milano for himself.”“Mateo got dragged into Antonio’s trap because of him.”Milan hated that the rumors were getting to her. She truly despised that a part of her was beginning to question things she had desperately tried not to question before.Her eyes shifted slightly toward Vito. His hands rested firmly on the steering wheel, and his chiseled jaw was tense. His gaze was fixed on the empty road ahead, pretending not to notice her watching. She first met him when she was fourteen years old. To everyo

55- The Godfather’s Woman

The question settled between them like a loaded weapon.Vito wanted to answer, but she already stepped away from him and into the dimly lit entrance. Milan felt cold and frightened. “So you knew?” She asked, tears gathering in her eyes. “You’ve endured a lot today. Go upstairs and rest.” Vito said, shunning her questions. She held his gaze, and for a fleeting moment, she saw traces of the boy she once knew beneath the ruthless man standing before her now. The boy who used to pull her braids just to annoy her. The boy who fought anyone who made her cry. The boy who turned every ordinary school day into chaos and excitement. How time flies… The thought ached inside her chest. Milan nodded faintly. “Goodnight,” she said. Vito’s gaze lingered on her face. “I’ll still see you tonight.” The certainty in his voice unsettled her, but she didn’t respond.

56- Confession

Vito stood in the hallway, his back against the cold wall as his memory drifted backward. To the days after Luca’s death.Back then, shock and bloodshed had consumed his life completely. The moment he killed his uncle and stepped into the role of future Godfather, his world became survival, power, and war. His mind began discarding everything it deemed unnecessary. He forgot faces, memories, and feelings—even Milan. The realization terrified him more than any enemy ever had.He remembered waking one morning and struggling to picture her face clearly.Remembering the sound of her laughter but not the exact curve of her smile. It had angered him in a way nothing else could.So he clung to what he could.Her old Blackberry password.A stupid six digits number she once accused him of memorizing because he was “annoyingly obsessed with invading her privacy.”He changed his home password to it because

57- Drawing Boundaries

“I tried to stay away from you,” Milan continued weakly. “I tried so hard after Giovanni died. After everything fell apart. But every time you touched me—” She broke down again. “And then Mateo died too.”The room fell silent except for her crying.Vito rested his forehead lightly against hers, his voice rough with restrained emotion.“I have nothing to do with Mateo’s death.”“I know.”Milan’s tears soaked into his shirt as she whispered the thought that had been haunting her most.“Sometimes I think God is punishing us for killing Giovanni.”Vito’s hand moved slowly through her long hair.“No,” he told her firmly. “If there’s punishment here… it should fall on me alone.”But Milan shook her head instantly.“That’s the problem,” she whispered. “Even now, I still can’t hate you the way I should.”“I’m so sorry,” he murmured against her hair. “For everything.”His hand mov

58- The Demon She Couldn’t Fully Escape.

Vito couldn’t sleep. He lay flat on his bed, one arm behind his head, his eyes fixed on the high dark ceiling above him.But all he could see was Milan. The way she had looked at him. The way she kissed him back.And worst of all—The certainty in her voice when she said she had forgotten him once before and could do it again.Every time the words replayed in his mind, something inside his chest tightened painfully.He wanted a drink.He wanted her.But he couldn’t seek either out.He had promised her to stop drinking alcohol. It never helped anyway. It would only sharpen the emptiness clawing through him, and Milan… Milan had already made her choice clear.For the first time in his entire life, he felt completely out of control, and he hated it.How could he, the Godfather, not have the woman he wanted?The thought alone bruised his ego.A voice emerged in his mind, sh

59- Maybe In Another Life

Vito’s violet eyes narrowed. He could sense the underlying fear in Vincenzo’s voice. Not fear for himself, but fear for someone else.He scrutinized him closely. Vincenzo had indeed mastered the art of concealment over the years, just like him.“I’m going to infiltrate Antonio’s estate and eliminate everyone of value to him,” Vito stated matter-of-factly.“Capo, this is a reckless move.”“It’s supposed to be. When Antonio had the guts to walk into Angel’s Den, slaughter my men, and torture Milan like that…” Rage flickered visibly across his face now. “He should’ve expected retaliation.” The fury inside him wasn’t reckless.That was what made it terrifying.This wasn’t revenge born from blind emotion.It was a duty.To Mateo.To the men who died protecting Angels Den.To the blood A

60- Broken Chains

Vito forced himself to stop thinking about Milan.He had already made his decision.He was letting her go.No matter how badly he wanted to hold on to her, he knew keeping her near him would only drag her deeper into violence, bloodshed, and endless retaliation.So he buried the thoughts the only way he knew how.Work.War.Planning.By the time he reached Jay’s territory in one of the semi-rural neighborhoods outside Milan, his expression had returned to its usual cold composure.Jay’s hideout sat behind an abandoned mechanic shop that no one paid attention to anymore. Rusted cars filled the front lot while armed men guarded the hidden entrance further inside.The moment Vito arrived, the atmosphere shifted.Every man stood straighter.Fear and respect moved together whenever Vito Salvatore entered a room.The discussion lasted for hours.Maps spread across tables. Security

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