All Chapters of The Italian's Mistaken Vengeance: Chapter 11 - Chapter 17

POV. SALVATORE DI SANTE.“Damned brat,” I hiss when I observe the mark around my neck the next morning. The red line is evident, and I know I'll have to do something to conceal it. I hit the sink and scoff, enraged by my appearance. The wretch attacked me from behind, she strangled me! But I’ll get my hands on her; she’s going to pay for this, though I’ll have to think carefully about how to repay this affront. I must admit her action surprised me. It never crossed my mind that she was capable of doing what she did; Alright, now I know what I’m up against.When I recovered from the shock, I went to her room, but the damn girl had blocked the door with the dresser. I’ll be condemned if I let my family know that Helena tried to choke me in the bathtub.I enter the dressing room and prepare for the day. Shirts won't cover the mark, and just looking at a tie makes me flinch—son of a bitch. I look around and clench my teeth when my eyes fall on the sweater; it's black, so it will work. I p

POV Renzo Di SanteI drive through the streets of Florence, and while I stop at the traffic light, I think about my conversation with Salvatore this morning. Even though it pisses me off, he’s right. I know what is expected of me, what I have to do; however, that fact isn't enough for me to give in.The light changes, and I move toward my destination.When I see the apartment complex, I park and send a quick message before waiting. I look ahead and grimace. Paulette and I dated years ago. Yes, we had fun, and I thought at the time that we could be more than that, but little by little I discovered she wasn't who I thought. She is a calculating woman, full of herself, who loves to be flattered... And with me, she hit a wall. We both started to drift apart to the point of being nothing, but by the time that happened, it was already too late because our families had planned that she was the one for me. She comes from a good family, hasn't been part of any scandal, and best of all, she's f

I walk into the kitchen after my encounter with Salvatore and only see Ashley there.“Was it a good walk?” she asks while chopping some fruit.“Very good, and quite entertaining,” I reply as I walk over to the fridge and grab a bottle of water. I take a large gulp and let out a breath.I glance from the door to Ashley, wondering if I should do what I’m thinking. “Where is Molly?”“She’s in the laundry room. Today is linen day, so we started early,” she announces.Perfect. I guess it will be easier then.“Can I ask you a question?” I say in a low voice, and she nods. “Did you…? Did you know Salvatore’s first wife? Did you know Ginevra?”She stops cutting and holds her gaze on the fruit for a few seconds before looking up at me.“Yes, of course,” she replies in a casual tone, “I’ve been working here for three years.”“So, you were here when she passed away?”“Yes, a terrible accident. Mr. Salvatore had a really hard time back then.”I can imagine.“I see. But you don't know anything abo