All Chapters of The Ricci Heir: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

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Chapter 50 Matteo

Sleep was the plan. Ciara had only meant to get me to lie down for a little while, to close my eyes, to breathe. But the moment she curled against me, the moment her fingers slid into my hair and her lips brushed my throat, the exhaustion that was creeping in was out the window."Kitten, I thought you said you needed to rest?""I need you more mo Leon." she purred as her hands drifted down and into my pants, wrapping her hand around my cock. I pulled her hands away, pinning them above her head as I hovered over her. "Well, then if its me you need, then its me you will get. Hold onto the bed Kitten. This is going to be hard and fast."I fucked her into multiple orgasms, her screaming my name over and over again before finding my release.By the time we finally drifted off, her head on my chest and my arm wrapped around her waist, the world outside the hotel room felt far away.It didn’t stay that way.A sharp knock rattled the door.Ciara groaned softly, burying her face against me. “T

Chapter 51 Cedric

The study felt too small for five grown men and the truth I was about to drop on them. My brothers paced, muttered, glared the same restless energy we’d had since we were boys, except now the stakes were life and death.Matteo stood near the fireplace, arms crossed, silent but steady. He wasn’t here to speak. He was here to back me up when everything exploded.I cleared my throat. “Sit down.”They didn’t. Of course they didn’t.Fine.“This is about Mam,” I said.That got them. All four froze.Aiden frowned. “What about her?”I swallowed. “She didn’t die from cancer.”The room erupted instantly.“What the hell are you talking about—”“Cedric, don’t—”“That’s not funny—”“Shut up,” I snapped, louder than I meant. “Just shut up and listen.”Silence slammed down like a hammer.I forced the words out. “Mam was poisoned. The cancer was real, but the reason it spread so fast… someone made sure it did.”Aiden’s face drained of color. “No. No, that’s—who would even—”“Siobhan,” I said.The roo

Chapter 52 Matteo/Cormac

Cedric stood in front of me, jaw tight, eyes burning with something between fury and heartbreak.“I want to talk to him alone,” he said. “Cormac will open up more if it’s just me.”I shook my head immediately. “Absolutely not.”Cedric stepped closer. “Matteo....”“No,” I said, sharper than I intended. “You’re too close to this. He’s unpredictable. And you don’t know what he knows or what he’s capable of.”Finn, who’d been leaning against the wall, pushed off it. “We can do it in the office.”Cedric and I both turned to him.Finn shrugged. “The office has cameras. Audio too. You can watch from the security room. All of us can. Cedric gets his one‑on‑one, and you still see everything.”Cedric looked at me, waiting.I exhaled slowly. “Fine. But the second he tries anything....”“I know,” Cedric said. “I won’t let it get that far.”I nodded to one of my men. “Bring Cormac to the office.”Cormac walked in with that same entitled swagger he’d always had, the kind that made me want to break

Chapter 53 Matteo

I stepped into the office before Cedric could say another word. Cormac looked up at me, eyes red, face pale, the truth still settling over him like a weight he didn’t know how to carry.He didn’t look like a threat anymore.He looked like a man who’d just realized he’d been living in someone else’s story.“We’re not finished,” I said, shutting the door behind me.Cedric moved aside, letting me take the lead. Cormac straightened, trying to pull himself together, but the cracks were still there raw and obvious.I studied him. “What else did she tell you? What was her endgame?”Cormac swallowed hard. “She said she only wanted to make sure I got my birthright. That as Declan’s oldest, I should inherit the family. That Maeve and Ciara were obstacles. That you were a threat.”Cedric scoffed. “She’s been feeding you that since you were a kid.”Cormac didn’t argue. He just stared at the desk like he was seeing it for the first time.I pressed on. “Did she ever mention the drug? The poison?”H

Chapter 54 Ciara

The hotel had become a strange kind of comfort familiar enough to feel safe, distant enough from the estate to let me breathe. Kat and GreenLee spent the morning helping me with Dad, making sure he ate, making sure he rested, making sure I didn’t fall apart.GreenLee had this calm, steady way of taking charge without making me feel like a child. Kat kept cracking jokes until I laughed even when my chest felt tight.We were halfway through reorganizing Dad’s medication when my phone buzzed.My editor.She was in town and wanted to check in since we hadn’t gotten to meet before I left for Italy a few weeks ago. She suggested my favorite pub, the one tucked off the main street with the mismatched chairs and the best shepherd’s pie in the county.When I told GreenLee, she didn’t even let me finish.“You’re going,” she said. “But you’re not going alone.”I opened my mouth to argue, but she lifted a hand.“Luca goes with you. End of discussion.”And that was that.The meeting was short and

Chapter 55 Matteo

Ciara’s hand was small in mine, warm, steady, grounding me in a way nothing else could. I let her lead me down the hall, the weight of the last few days settling heavier with every step. My body felt like stone exhaustion dragging at my limbs, my mind buzzing with too many threats, too many plans, too many people depending on me.But she didn’t let go.Not once.When we reached her room, she pushed the door open and tugged me inside with a quiet certainty that made something in my chest loosen.“Sit,” she said softly.I didn’t argue. I sat on the edge of the bed, elbows on my knees, head bowed. The moment I stopped moving, the fatigue hit me like a blow. I felt her fingers brush my shoulder, gentle but firm.“Lie down, Matteo.”Her voice was warm. Commanding. Impossible to refuse.I eased back against the pillows, letting out a breath I didn’t realize I’d been holding. She pulled the blanket over me, smoothing it across my chest like she was tucking away all the chaos I’d been carryin

Chapter 56 Isolde

Cedric should have been here by now.The cabin was too quiet, too old, too full of shadows that stretched across the floor like they were waiting for something to go wrong. I paced from the window to the door and back again, chewing at my thumbnail until it hurt.He said he’d come.He promised he’d come.But hours had passed, and the silence pressed in on me like a weight.What if Matteo had figured something out?What if Cedric had been caught?What if Mama—I cut the thought off before it could finish.I checked my phone again. No signal. No messages. Nothing but the reflection of my own worried face staring back at me.I was about to try the landline when I heard it — the crunch of tires on gravel.My heart leapt.I rushed to the window, breath fogging the glass.Cedric’s SUV.Relief washed over me so fast it made me dizzy. I pushed open the door before the engine even shut off.Cedric stepped out first, tall and steady, exactly the way I needed him to be.Cormac climbed out of the

Chapter 57 Ciara

Cormac sat across from us at the long table, shoulders tense, hands clasped like he wasn’t sure what to do with them. Cedric leaned against the wall, arms crossed, jaw tight. Matteo sat beside me, his knee brushing mine under the table, a quiet reminder that I wasn’t alone in this.But the room felt heavy.Like the truth was sitting in the center of the table with us.“Start from the beginning,” Matteo said, voice steady but low. “Everything she told you. Everything you saw.”Cormac nodded once, eyes fixed on the wood grain in front of him.“She never told me much,” he said. “Not about her plans. Not about the drug. Not about who else was involved.” His throat bobbed. “She only ever said one thing, that I deserved my birthright. That Declan owed me that.”Cedric’s jaw flexed. “She used that line on you for years.”Cormac didn’t argue. He just looked tired.“And Isolde?” I asked gently. “What did you know about her?”“That she was my sister,” he said. “Siobhan told me that when they fi

Chapter 58 Matteo

Siobhan sat in the chair like she owned the room.Back straight.Hands folded.Eyes sharp and amused, like we were children playing at authority.Cedric started the questioning, keeping his voice even, controlled. “Who else is involved? Who supplied the drug? Who gave the order?”Siobhan smiled. “You’ll have to be more specific, dear. I’ve had my hands in many things.”Cormac flinched. I saw it the way her voice still hit him in places he didn’t want to admit existed.I stepped in. “Stop playing games.”She tilted her head. “Games? Matteo, sweetheart, if I were playing games, you’d already have lost.”Cedric’s jaw tightened. Cormac looked like he wanted to put his fist through the wall.Before I could speak again, Ciara stepped forward.Her voice was calm. Too calm. “You’re not as clever as you think.”Siobhan’s eyes flicked to her, dismissive. “And you’re not as important as you think.”But Ciara didn’t blink. She didn’t flinch. She didn’t give Siobhan the satisfaction of a reaction.

Chapter 59 Declan

The hotel room was quiet except for the steady hum of the portable medical equipment Matteo’s doctor had set up. The IV line tugged at my arm every time I shifted, a reminder of how close I’d come to dying without ever knowing the truth.I stared at the ceiling, letting the silence press in.This wasn’t the kind of silence Maeve used to fill our home with warm, soft, alive.This was the kind that made every mistake echo louder.I’d failed her.I’d failed all of them.I let out a slow breath, the weight of it settling deep in my chest.Maeve hadn’t died from cancer.She’d been killed.And I’d married the woman who did it.I hadn’t checked Siobhan’s background.Hadn’t questioned her sudden devotion.Hadn’t wondered why she was so eager to help during Maeve’s treatment.I’d been drowning in grief, and she’d handed me a rope and I never once asked why.And Ciara…God, Ciara. Mo réalta bheag. (my little star)I’d pushed her away.Dismissed her instincts.Believed lies over my own daughter’

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