บททั้งหมดของ Unspoken Desires - Book 3: บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

Unspoken Desires - Chapter 21MatteoGabriella hasn’t said a word since we left the safe house. She’s been sitting stiff beside me, hands clenched in her lap, chewing the inside of her cheek like it’s the only thing keeping her from detonating.And yeah, I get it. She doesn’t trust me. Doesn’t like me. Thinks I’m a monster. Fair. I haven’t given her reasons to think otherwise.But if she doesn’t snap out of it soon, this mission is going to blow up in our faces. I don’t give a rats ass about any of them; or her guilt, or her unresolved romance drama with Maximus, or even whatever twisted loyalty she has to Sophia. I only care about one thing. Getting my mother and Sophia back, safe and unharmed.So I say it. Flat and sharp. “Look, Gabriella. I don’t give a fuck if you like me or not. But if you ruin this, if my mom or Sophia get hurt or killed because you can’t keep it together, I’ll take you all down. So stop glaring at me like a spoiled little princess and ask what you want to ask.”

Unspoken Desires - Chapter 23GabriellaI follow Matteo through the grand front doors of the Cattaneo mansion, and immediately I feel out of place. This… wasn’t what I expected.Everything inside screams elegance; ornate gold-trimmed mirrors, carved crown molding, even the damn staircase looks like it belongs in a museum.The air smells like fresh wood polish and old money. Definitely not where I pictured a man like Matteo growing up. He seemed more… dirty apartments and empty whiskey bottles.He walks with purpose, barely glancing around, like he doesn’t even see the beauty of the place anymore. I trail behind him, trying to absorb it all without tripping over my own two feet.We move down a long hallway, across marble floors, passing beautiful oil paintings and glass sconces, until we stop in front of two tall oak doors.My comm crackles softly.“Okay, Gabs,” Max’s voice says, smooth in my ear. “If you want to talk to us, just squeeze the button in your jacket pocket. That broadcast

Unspoken Desires - Chapter 25LessiaAfter my call with Cesare, I spent the rest of the day combing through every trade route deal between the Familia and the Camorra. Line by line. Shipment by shipment.It didn’t take long for me to notice the specific pattern.Only the shipments that veered off their original course were intercepted. And no driver ever changes course unless they’re told to.I compiled every flagged shipment and cross-referenced the origins of the requests. The discrepancies were glaring. A handful of names kept popping up, again and again. All from the same faction within the Familia. This wasn’t accidental, it was carefully planned.Which meant they weren’t just stealing, they were stockpiling and preparing for something bigger. All while keeping Mario and Luca in the dark.I cleaned up the report, encrypted the files, and sent it directly to Luca, Mario, and Genaro. One message attached: Time to start weeding your own garden.Just as I began locking Matteo’s syste

Unspoken Desires - Chapter 27SareenaMatteo, Matthew, and Damian were going through their gear, laying everything out and deciding what they needed for the rescue. I stood on thesidelines, watching. Feeling like an outsider.Damian still hadn’t spoken to me. But I caught him looking, just for a second, when he thought I wouldn’t notice. I know I screwed up. I pushed him away when I should’ve let him in. I know I’m impulsive, that I act without thinking, and that I don’t know how to ask for help.That’s what happens when you grow up the way I did. No one was ever around to help me. I’ve always only had one person to depend on. Myself.One thing I’m sure of: I’ll be in therapy for years trying to unpack my childhood trauma.Needing space, I stepped outside and started walking the perimeter of the property. That’s when I noticed a narrow trail cutting behind the neighbors’ yards. I followed it for a few steps. It curved toward the abandoned complex where they were holding my family.I f

Unspoken Desires - Chapter 29SareenaThe door slammed open.Svetlana and Maria walked in, side by side, not a single guard in sight, but we knew better. They were just outside. Close enough to hear everything.“Lana, you told me you cleaned Connie up,” Maria cooed, her voice sickeningly sweet. “This just won’t do.”“I do nothing until you bring me Matthew and Damian.” Svetlana shot back.Constance and I exchanged a look; the disbelief clear in both our eyes. These two had orchestrated 2 flawless kidnappings, and yet here they were, bickering like toddlers. Totally unprepared and disorganized.“Clean her up,” Maria snapped. “Alessandro’s going to wake up soon, and the Viagra will be in full effect.”I felt bile rise in my throat.“Show me proof you do your part,”Lana snapped back. “So far, all you Italian bitches give me is lies. Where is Matthew? Where is Damian?”“There’s a hose outside. Just spray her down. Make her look at least presentable, Miguel won’t buy it if she looks like t