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CHAPTER 11Ariel's POVCarlos. Of course.I turned, trying to look innocent. “I’m just.. just getting some fresh air,” I said, hoping he wouldn't see through my lame excuse.Carlos raised an eyebrow, obviously not believing me. “Fresh air? At 10 PM?”I swallowed, trying to think of an excuse. “Yeah, I just.. I couldn't sleep. I thought some air might help.”Carlos's expression didn't change. “I'm afraid it's not safe for you to be outside, ma'm. The guards are on high alert, and I wouldn't want anything to happen to you.”I raised an eyebrow at him.Who was he to tell me what I could or couldn't do? I was Dermos's wife, for crying out loud.Well, I'm supposed to be Dermos' and Donna here, even though I find no joy in either. But all said, Carlos is supposed to be Dermos' worker, meaning he's to listen to the donna too, right?I sighed, Dermos' words coming back to me.Donna didn't have any real status here. She was just a breeding machine. “I just want to get some air, Carlos. Is tha

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CHAPTER 12Ariel's POVThe storm raged outside, and I shivered, and then, I heard it.It was the sound of Dermos's furious voice echoing off the halls.Is he back?My heart skipped a beat as I heard his footsteps coming towards my room. The door soon slammed open, and he stormed in, his eyes blazing with a fury that made me take an involuntary step back.He was bruised and bloodied, his shirt torn and dirty. He looked like he'd been through a war, and his eyes were filled with immense rage.Ariel, don't back down. Don't show him you're scared.“Ariella.” He growled. “Who were you talking to that night before I caught you in my office?”What is he talking about? Oh, the picture. Play dumb, Ariel.“I-I wasn't talking to anyone, Dermos,” I said, trying to sound innocent.But he moved so fast, I barely saw him coming. One moment, he was across the room, and the next, he was standing over me, his hand gripping my chin, forcing me to meet his gaze.Don't flinch, Ariel. Don't you dare.“You'

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CHAPTER 13Ariel's POVI'd been feeling eyes on me.I knew it was Carlos, Dermos's right-hand man. He'd been watching me more often. I tried to brush it off, focusing on exploring the mansion, but I could feel his presence.Every fucking where.One day, as I was sitting in the library, a book in hand, he walked in. I looked up, meeting his gaze, and for a moment, we just stared.What does he want?“Mind if I join you?” He asked.I hesitated, unsure of what to say. But he didn't wait for an answer. He sat down across from me, picking up a book from the shelf nearby.We started talking about books, of all things. I mentioned how much I loved classics, and he smiled, like I'd said something interesting. We bonded over our shared love for literature, and before I knew it, hours had passed.He kept me company after that, making sure I was okay, asking me about my days. It was... weird. He was Dermos's man, but he was being... nice.Later that day, I was walking down the hall when I heard v

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CHAPTER 14Ariel's POVI was retiring to my room, lost in thought, when I noticed a man walking about in the shadows.He glanced around, like he was checking for watchers, his eyes filled with caution and paranoia.I slowed down, my curiosity piqued, and watched him. He headed towards the wine cellar.What's he up to?I followed, careful to stay out of sight. The wine cellar was dimly lit, and he slipped inside before looking around again.I hid behind a stack of barrels, peering through a gap. The man soon spoke to someone whose face I couldn't quite make out. His voice was urgent. “If the Don finds out she's not Ariella, we're all dead.”I stiffened.Huh?The second silhouette replied. “Then keep your mouth shut. The Godfather wants her alive, for now.”My blood ran cold. They knew I wasn't. Ariella?This is bad, real bad.I was about to peek again when my elbow suddenly knocked over a bottle. It fell to the floor, shattering instantly, and I froze.The men suddenly went quiet, and

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CHAPTER 15Ariel's POVI smiled, trying to keep my composure as Luciana sidled up to me.“Ariella, darling.” She whispered. “That dress is so... vintage. I mean, it's not every day you see someone wearing last season's couture and pretending it's haute.”I laughed, trying to brush it off, but she wasn't done.“I wonder who's behind the mask, hmm? The great Ariella, playing dress-up with the big boys. Do you even know who you are, or are you just a puppet on strings?”I kept my smile plastered on, but I could feel my nails digging into my palms.“Luciana, you're so sweet to worry about my wardrobe,” I said. “But I think I'm doing just fine, considering I'm not a washed-up socialite with a bad facelift.”Luciana's eyes narrowed, her smile faltering for a while before it widened.“Oh, Ariella, you're so.. feisty tonight. It's cute, really. Like a little kitten trying to claw its way out of a paper bag.”Dermos soon appeared beside me, his perfume invading my nostrils. “Luciana, is there

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CHAPTER 16Dermos' POVSome Days Later..I stormed into the Godfather's estate, my anger boiling over. The guards nodded, familiar with my temper, and led me to the old man's study.He sat leisurely behind his desk, smoking a cigar between his lips. “Ah, Dermos. I was expecting you.”I didn't bother with pleasantries. “What did you say to her?”He chuckled. “You're falling for her, aren't you? Just like her mother made your father fall before I made them all pay.”What the– What does he mean?I saw red. My hands shot out, grabbing the Godfather by the collar, lifting him out of his chair. “What did you do?” I growled, my face inches from his.Shit.Don't lose control, Dermos. Don't give him the satisfaction.The old man's smile never wavered. “Everything.” He whispered. “And soon, she'll pay for their sins too.”Sins? What sins? What is he talking about?I felt like I'd been gut-punched. My grip on his collar tightened, my vision blurring with rage.Get out, Dermos. Get out before yo

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CHAPTER 17Ariel's POVSomething was wrong.I jolted awake, my heart racing like a wild bird. I threw off the covers immediately, my legs tangled in the sheets. I stumbled, catching myself on the bedpost. The room was spinning, but I pushed through.Something was really wrong.I yanked open the door, and a wave of heat instantly hit me. Flames leaked in the darkness, and the sound of shattering glass and metal dropping filled the air.Explosion?I stumbled down the stairs, my heart pounding in my chest.Where was he?De.. Dermos.Soon, I saw him, his face set in a fierce expression, directing his men to safety. Relief washed over me, but then followed immediately by terror.But before I could take a step towards him, a searing pain exploded in the back of my head. I felt myself falling, and the last thing I heard was Dermos yelling out my name before the darkness closed in and I lost consciousness.||I groggily opened my eyes, the bright hospital lights stabbing into my skull like a

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CHAPTER 18Dermos' POVSomething white catches my eye from in between the drawers. I opened it to find a new note slipped in, a message written in red ink.“She isn’t who you think. But neither are you.”A frown replaced my expression.||Ariel's POV Days Later [After discharge]I stepped out of the shower, the water still dripping from my hair, and wrapped a towel around myself. I winced at the scar from behind my head, but then soon the pain faded; it was healing.Though the mansion felt different, the bodyguards, maids, and cleaners talked in corners, their eyes instantly darting away when I passed.Even Luciana was distant, and she'd been quiet for a while.I shook off the feeling, thinking it was just paranoia. But as I entered my room, something instantly felt off.That's when I saw a pendant on my pillow, it was old and tarnished and shaped like a locket. My heart skipped a beat as I picked it up.I opened it, and a photo instantly stared right back at me.It was my mother an

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CHAPTER 19Ariel's POVI crept through the west wing, my heart pounding in my chest. I'd been warned never to come here, but something about it drew me like a moth to flame.I pushed open a door, and a musty smell wafted out. The room was dimly lit, but my eyes adjusted slowly, and that's when I saw a painting, covered in a cloth.It stood out, so it would easily get anyone else's attention.My curiosity got the better of me, and I pulled the cloth off, revealing a beautiful portrait of a woman.My brows furrowed.And this woman was my mother?Was I seeing things? What was her portrait doing here?My breath caught in my throat as I gazed into her eyes, the same eyes I saw every day in the mirror. But it wasn't just her face that caught my attention; it was the man holding her, his arms wrapped around her waist as he owned her.It was the Godfather.A younger version of him, with a smile and eyes that seemed to gleam with triumph.My blood ran cold as I stared at the painting, my mind

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rCHAPTER 20Dermos’s POVI crouched behind an overturned table, my gun trained on the door as I waited for the next wave of attackers. Carlos slid in beside me, his eyes scanning the room with a mix of concern.“What the hell is going on?” I growled.Carlos took a deep breath, his expression grim. “It's the Godfather, Dermos. He's behind this. He's trying to take you out, and he's using the Don's rivals to do it.”I cursed under my breath. “Why? What's he got to gain?”Carlos hesitated, his eyes shifting to me before looking away. “Your father, the Don, they had a falling out. The Godfather's been waiting for revenge ever since.”I pressed the side of the pistol to my head before rubbing there in circles, frustrated to the core. “And Ariella?” I asked, my voice tight.Carlos's expression was apologetic. “She's safe, for now. I got her out of there, but we need to get her to a secure location. The Godfather's men are everywhere.”I nodded, my mind debating which plan to go for. One se

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