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Chapter 39

Marco's POV“Are you sure about this Ethan?” The leather squeaked under my weight. The smell of whiskey mixed with bourbon and vodka filled the room. Bartenders mixing and pouring drinks.“What? Are you afraid?” Ethan snapped without batting an eye. “What if he doesn't meet us?” I said in a low tone as I leaned over the table.“Does he not want more information on Lorenzo?” He spat back at me as he waved at a waiter dressed in a blue shirt tucked in flannel trousers. “Martini. Make it dirty.”“One dirty martini.” the waiter yelled at the bartender.He raised his brows at me.“What information?”He leans over the table and lowers his voice. “Since we couldn't get anything from mum about that bitch. I asked him.”I can't believe ethan is still hung up on finding out about Ava. “What?”Why would he ask a stranger to get information about Ava from mum?He waved his hands as if swatting a fly. “None of your business.”“Who would pay for this?” I pointed at the cup of martini the waiter

Last Updated : 2026-01-05

Chapter 40

The house phone rang severally. What a fucking disturbance?Ethan had me switch off my phone and toss out into the sea to avoid being tracked by Lorenzo. “Who is calling?” Sherry asked as she waltzed in a short robe that revealed her thighs. She opened the fridge.The smell of fresh bread, bologna, and something garlicky filled the air."Don't we have jam?” Sherry asked as she pulled out a slice of bread, plastering peanut butter. “Why are you just letting the phone ring?”After five long hours of riding back from the hotel. Ethan and I had move out of the carriage car to some neighborhood. We brought sherry along with us. Ethan and her want to start a family. Right now, we can't pick up any calls. They are all going to the voicemail. Lorenzo has got a tail on us. Shit. “Get me some of that.” Ethan said to Sherry as he pulled up behind the counter.“How could you eat right now?” I snapped.“Well…Ethan shrugged as he applied some peanut butter on his bread. “I am still alive.”“We

Last Updated : 2026-01-09

Chapter 41

Isabella’s POVI didn’t expect him to come.That was the truth I kept to myself as I stood by the tall windows of the west wing, watching the iron gates from above. Enzo Deluca was not only a businessman. He was reckless, yes. Loud. Greedy. But brave? No.Men like him only showed up when fear pushed harder than pride.And I won't blame him for accepting to see me.“Ma’am, Mr.Deluca Enzo is here to see you.”The butler announced. “He’s here??”I smiled faintly.“Send him in.”The doors opened slowly. Enzo stepped inside like a man walking into a lion’s den while pretending he wasn’t meat. His shoulders were tense. His eyes kept moving. He smelled of whisky and cigars.“I didn't think you would show up.” I said as I sank into the leather couch in front of a large ivory desk.“You said you come to me for business.” Enzo said with a thick accent as his eyes wandered around the room. Taking note of each man stationed at the corner.Yes.“Don’t worry yourself. My men won't shoot.” I had to

Last Updated : 2026-01-13

Chapter 42

Lorenzo’s POV“Covering the west side of the church” the radio receiver chimed in the car. I had to get my men to cover grounds since Isabella called for war, today.The cathedral was too quiet for a Valenti burial.That was the first thing that unsettled me as my car rolled to a stop behind the black hearses. Silence pressed against my ears like a warning. No chaos. No whispers. No triumphant energy.Isabella should have been radiant today.She should have worn victory like perfume, subtle but intoxicating. Instead, as I stepped out with my men flanking me away from the press, all I saw was a black veil and dark shaded that held her restraint. Measured grief. Perfect posture. Such a performance.I adjusted my cufflinks and walked forward.The press cameras clicked instantly. Microphones shoved forward. Questions about the Valenti legacy, about succession, about the future of Valenti Corporation. My spokesman answered them all with practiced calm. His voice steady.Isabella stood

Last Updated : 2026-01-13

Chapter 43

Chapter 43Ava's POV Lorenzo shut the door behind him but the night stayed with me.It sat on my chest, heavy, unmoving, as though the darkness had weight. The lamp beside my bed cast a weak yellow circle on the floor. Elena had changed the curtains and had the windows closed to stop the wind from getting in when it began to rain.My fingers hovered over the box barely touching it. The shoe box. It was softened at the edges, taped once, twice, then again like she’d been afraid it might fall apart if she didn’t secure it properly.I stared at it until my eyes burned with tears again.Why did she leave this for me?My throat felt dry. The space around me smelled faintly of my cologne and antiseptic, the same smell that clung to her clothes at the hospice. I could still hear the machines being turned off in my head. The long, flat sound. The silence that followed.My fingers curled into the blanket.Medical papers. A list of people. A place I kept seeing over and over again like an it

Last Updated : 2026-01-13

Chapter 44

I placed the letter on the floor. My stomach churned inside of me. My head banged repeatedly. Lights flashed before my eyes. I couldn't scream. My throat felt tight and dried. A drop of blood fell from my nose. I rubbed it off with the back of my hand.Was this what she was trying to protect me from?That I had a baby pulled out of me. I squeezed my stomach hard. And I didn't know.My shirt was drenched with blood, sweat and tears.I got up and moved the curtains opening the windows. I sat by the vanity. I lifted the letter up and read.There was blood everywhere. She was screaming, but the walls were thick.No one outside heard a thing. I was the only nurse assisting in the room. They took the baby away so quickly. Didn’t even let me see. Then they stitched you up like it was routine, like you were nothing more than a body on a table. I looked at your eyes. They fluttered with tears rolling down your cheeks. I knew it then that you wanted to leave that place. I stopped giving you the

Last Updated : 2026-01-13

Chapter 45

Lorenzo’s POVThe Valenti boardroom smelled like coffee mixed with high anticipation for the turn out of whatsoever we would be having in the room.Polished oak. Old leather. A faint trace of cologne that no amount of ventilation had erased filled the air. The long table reflected the ceiling lights too sharply, like it was waiting to be used as a blade. Every chair was filled except one.My father’s.I didn’t look at it.The door shut behind me with a heavy click, and the sound carried. Conversations died mid-breath. Papers stopped rustling. Someone cleared their throat too loudly.Good.Let them feel it.I walked to the head of the table, my shoes striking marble in a steady rhythm. I could feel their eyes following me. Measuring. Counting. Wondering if grief had softened me.My hands were steady..I took my seat.“Mr. Valenti,” the lead counsel said, folding his hands neatly. “Thank you for coming.”As if I had a choice.To my left, Isabella sat perfectly composed. Black suit. Pear

Last Updated : 2026-01-14

Chapter 46

Ava’s POVElena knocking on the door woke me up with a throbbing headache.“Don't tell me you slept there?” She gestured to the vanity.I lifted my head and pain shot through my back.Ow!“Do we have aspirin?” I asked as I got up holding my waist. Elena assisted me to the bed.“I understand how hard it is to lose someone.” she leaves for the bathroom and brings back a pack of aspirin. “But you can't lose yourself.” She said, handing the bottle to me.You bet.“You must feel awful. The air is full of sorrow.” I said, popping the pill in my mouth and gulping water.Elena lets out a sigh. She looked at me and smiled before returning to the bathroom.“You seem to be better this morning. I shouldn't feel awful. What do you say about breakfast?” I gazed at Elena as she busied herself with the laundry basket. She reminded me of my mum.“Yes. Doesn't sound bad.”I follow her down the stairs. The front door slams. Elena and I jerk as we both hurried down the stairs.“Sir, you are –“I need t

Last Updated : 2026-01-14

Chapter 47

We got to the third floor on the third wing. Lorenzo twisted the door knob. There was supposed to be a key.I looked closely avoiding his gaze.“This is it. Isn't it?” he gestured to the space.His father’s study smelled like leather and gun oil.Dark wood. Heavy oak desk in the center. Brown leather chair behind it, worn at the edges. Guns lined the upper shelves. Clean. Polished. Deadly.The room felt like a shrine.Two framed photos sat neatly on the desk. “Yes, but there was— I caught myself as I looked around the room. I picked my steps gently as the floor boards creaked. My eyes scanning.I stopped at the desk.Picked up a picture.Lorenzo as a boy. His brother. His father standing between them and his father's picture next to it.My chest tightened.Maybe I imagined it.“I’m sorry,” I said quietly. “I thought I saw something.”Lorenzo shrugged as he gestured to the door.There used to be shelves, wasn't it?“So the papers are ready.”“Oh yes. The contract.”“Let's do that as

Last Updated : 2026-01-15

Chapter 48

Isabella’s POV “…breaking news out of London. Interpol has arrested billionaire businessman Lorenzo Valenti in connection with an international investigation involving drug trafficking, money laundering, and organized crime–”“What do you think?” Enzo said standing in the middle of the room.My brows perked up.I turned to look at him as he waltzed to a couch, throwing one leg over the other.“I didn't know you were coming.”“I wanted to see the look on your face.”“Don’t be so quick to celebrate.”Enzo brows perked up. Oh, he thinks I would be impressed.“To Lorenzo this is just child’s play.” I interlocked my fingers together. “He has men everywhere including the interpol.”God, how foolish could he be.“But I have men in the media.”I rolled my eyes to look at him.“Your media stunt.” I turned to look at the television. “It won't last till tomorrow.”I took in the scent of the red wine before sipping it. “I have him on every television station.” Enzo snapped.I looked at him fr

Last Updated : 2026-01-16

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