All Chapters of Invalid Pact, Irresistible Pull: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

"Don Volpe, do you need me to send people to find the Signora immediately?"Nico rushed over. Seeing Tommaso's defeated state, he asked cautiously. As the family's Underboss, it was his duty to solve problems for Tommaso.Tommaso stared at the contract in his hands and remained silent for a long time. According to family rules, he had the right to use every resource to find me. He could even force me to come back.However, as he looked at this agreement I'd personally prepared, and at the neat signature on it, he'd lost both the right and the courage to pursue me. This was my choice—my carefully considered decision."Don Volpe?" Nico asked again with worry in his voice. Just then, hurried footsteps and crying came from outside the door."Tommaso!" Gelsomina burst into the study, her eyes swollen from crying. "Why did you leave me? Why did you come back for her?"Her gaze fell on the documents on the desk, and she froze instantly. The divorce agreement lay there quietly, silently

At that moment, I was sitting in a top-floor apartment in New Faye, my palms slick with sweat. I was nervous, feeling both anticipation and fear.Through the massive floor-to-ceiling windows, I could see Makers Park in autumn. Golden leaves shimmered in the sunlight. The skyscrapers in the distance looked spectacular against the blue sky.But my attention wasn't on any of this beauty.On this day, I would be meeting him. The young man whom my friend Elena had said looked like Marco.I'd been sitting here for an hour, constantly smoothing my skirt and checking my appearance. This kind of nervousness was something I hadn't experienced in five years.I rented this apartment just yesterday. It was in the city center, spacious and luxuriously decorated. But none of that mattered. What mattered was that I was about to see a face similar to Marco's.The doorbell rang. My heartbeat instantly accelerated, nearly bursting from my chest. Elena's voice came from outside. "Alessia, I brought

The next morning, sunlight filtered through the curtains into the room, casting golden spots on the floor. When I woke, I saw that Dante was still sleeping.His toned body looked beautiful in the morning light. His well-defined features appeared even more striking in the sunlight, just like Marco had looked in his youth.I got out of bed quietly and walked to the large walk-in closet, pulling out an Eralian handmade shirt I'd prepared long ago.It was from Marco's favorite brand—purely handmade with perfect stitching, and very expensive. I'd bought it specifically for this moment."Wear this," I said softly, handing the shirt to Dante as he woke up.Dante looked at the exquisite shirt in my hands. He didn't refuse. He got up and put it on, his movements graceful and natural.The shirt fit his form perfectly, and his entire presence shifted from that of an ordinary college student to that of an elegant gentleman in an instant. It was as if Marco stood before me again."I know I'm

Those words pierced Tommaso's heart like a blade. He looked thunderstruck, his face instantly turning pale, his body trembling."So that's all it is?" His voice carried disbelief. "Five years of marriage—the time we spent together, everything I did for you—all of it means less than a doppelganger?"I watched his anguished expression without a ripple of emotion."Sì," I calmly admitted. "I loved Marco deeply, and the marriage between us was never real to begin with."Tommaso staggered back several steps, seeming to have suffered the greatest blow. Various emotions flashed through his eyes—anger, pain, despair—finally transforming into an inexplicable obsession."If I had plastic surgery to look like him, would you love me then?" The words he spoke surprised even himself.I stared at him in shock, never expecting him to say such a thing. "Tommaso, you've lost your mind.""Sì, I have." He smiled bitterly. "For you, I'd become anyone.""You don't understand." I shook my head. "It's

"I can't take this anymore." A few days later, I looked at my exhausted reflection in the mirror. I really needed to make a decision.The constant rivalry between the two men had drained me. I hadn't slept well all night.Dante was preparing breakfast in the kitchen. Upon hearing my words, he looked over with concern. "What's wrong, Alessia?""I need to go out for some air." I picked up my handbag. "Neither of you is allowed to follow me."Tommaso emerged from the guest room, his expression still dark. "Where are you going?""It's none of your business," I answered coldly. "I need some time alone.""I'll go with you," Dante immediately said. I shook my head firmly. "No need. I want a few hours by myself."I looked at both of them, my voice becoming stern. "Listen carefully. No one is allowed to follow me. If I find out anyone's tracking me, you'll never see me again."With that, I left the apartment without looking back. The autumn sunlight in New Faye was perfect. As I walke