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The Folder

CHAPTER 81 SALVATORE POVI didn't sleep. Lena was out cold against my chest, breathing steady and warm, and I'm staring at the ceiling with that leather folder sitting on the nightstand like it's loaded and waiting to go off. Everything in me says to leave it alone. Everything in me also wants to know. I don't get that choice anymore.I slipped out of bed without waking her. Before I go, I brush the hair back from her face and just watch her for a second. One stupid moment I think maybe not knowing would be better. Then I leave the room and close the door.Diego's already waiting in the office. Been there over an hour. The coffee's cold. The folder sits between us, still closed.He tells me the documents came from an old Romano safe house in Sicily. Found them during renovations hidden behind a false wall. The place belonged to my father before everything went to hell. Someone made sure these stayed buried. Real sure. Ten years worth of sure.Diego keeps his voice low. "If someone w

The Truth

CHAPTER 82LENA POVI woke up in Salvatore's bed alone. The leather folder Charlie found was sitting on the coffee table by the window. Closed. Waiting. I stared at it for a long time without moving.I didn't want to open it. Part of me was terrified of what I'd find. Another reason to hate the family I used to protect, maybe. Or worse another reason to forgive the man who tore them apart.Salvatore came in quiet. He saw I hadn't touched the folder. He didn't order me to read it or push at me. He just said, "You don't have to open them."I looked at him. "Did you?"He nodded once. His face told me everything. Whatever was in those pages had already done something to him. He moved the folder closer to me and stepped back toward the door. Before he left he said, "I'll be outside."Just him, there if I needed him. That surprised me more than it should have.When the door closed, I sat staring at the yellowed envelopes. They were old. Real old. Finally I opened the first one.The handwrit

The Question

CHAPTER 83SALVATORE POV Past midnight. The mansion was quiet except for rain hitting the office windows. I was alone with the folder spread across the desk. A bottle of whiskey sat there unopened. I wasn't going to drink it. For once I didn't want anything numbing what I was reading.I looked at the first letter again and made myself read every word slow. Not like a mafia boss. Like a kid trying to understand his father.As I read, ten years started playing back in my head. Standing over my parents' bodies and swearing revenge that would never die. Rebuilding the Romano empire from ash. Every execution I ordered. Every family I burned. Every night I survived because hate kept me breathing.The question hit me before I could stop it.What if I killed for the wrong reason?The thought terrified me. If revenge was a lie, then what the hell was I?I started studying the letters like evidence. Patterns came into focus. Every single one demanded secrecy. Everyone warned about someone clos

Still There

CHAPTER 84 LENA POV I woke before sunrise and the bed was empty. The sheets were cold. Salvatore hadn't slept. The door was open, and I could still see the look on his face from last night when I finished reading my mother's letters. I didn't call out for him. I knew where he'd go.I dressed quietly and pulled on a coat and left.The mansion was silent walking through. Guards nodded at me with respect. When I found Charlie by the main staircase and asked if he'd seen Salvatore, worry crossed his face like he'd been waiting for someone to ask."He went toward the cliffs," Charlie said.His voice carried something like concern, like he'd already figured out what Salvatore was fighting alone in the dark.The morning was cold when I reached the cliffs. Waves crashed hard against the rocks. I spotted him standing at the edge, back to me, hands in his coat pockets. One of my mother's letters was clenched tight in his hand. For a second he didn't look like the most feared man in Europe. He

Leaving the island

CHAPTER 85 SALVATORE POVI woke before sunrise. For years the first thing I reached for was a gun. This morning I reached for Lena. She was asleep beside me with her hand resting on my chest like she was searching for me even in sleep. I watched her for a while. The room was quiet. The nightmares that usually woke me didn't come. Just her breathing steady and real.That terrified me. When did peace start by just looking at her face?I brushed the hair back from her cheek. She made a small sound and moved closer without waking. My chest got tight. I slipped out of bed. I didn't want to leave her. I needed space to think. That was the problem.On the balcony overlooking the sea I put both hands on the railing. For years this view reminded me of everything I lost. Now it reminded me of everything I could still lose. My knuckles turned white holding it.I remembered what my father taught me. A king protects his own. A king sacrifices. A king doesn't let his heart become a hostage. He be

Sicily

CHAPTER 86 LENA POV The private jet came down through clear Mediterranean light. I pressed my forehead against the window glass, watching the sea stretch endless and blue below. For one second I forgot about the empire that owned me. If I didn't know better, I would've believed this place was built for something other than war.The wheels touched and the illusion fell apart.The airport was already ours.The Black SUVs waiting for us . Bodyguards stood at every corner, eyes moving. Salvatore stepped out first. Before I could move he offered his hand. I hesitated for half a second. He said it quietly, "Stay close."I put my hand in his. The gesture looked simple. Every guard saw it. I realized then that Salvatore didn't do anything in public by accident anymore.The convoy pulled onto the road and Sicily opened around us. Narrow streets wound between buildings older than most countries. Balconies spilled flowers onto the pavement. Cafés spilled laughter onto the sidewalks. Tourists

The Move

CHAPTER 87 SALVATORE POVThe hall went quiet when Dante Caruso came through the doors. I didn't stand. I didn't acknowledge him at first. I just lifted my glass and took a slow drink of wine, refusing to give him anything. Inside, every instinct stayed sharp. Dante wasn't invited. Someone powerful had arranged it, and that knowledge sat heavy in my chest while I watched him move through the room.He greeted people with easy politeness. Shook hands with politicians. Kissed the cheeks of influential women. Laughed like the evening belonged to him. To anyone outside this world he looked charming. I knew better. Dangerous men didn't announce themselves. They smiled and waited.He reached our table. Our eyes met. Ten years of blood sat between us without a single word. Dante grinned. "Salvatore."I answered flatly. "You're late."He replied, "The best entrances usually are."A few people laughed nervously. Nobody actually enjoyed it.Dante took the seat across from me. Lena sat at my side

The Garden

CHAPTER 88 LENA POV The dinner was suffocating. Too many smiles that didn't reach anyone's eyes. Too many people watching every move I made. Too many quiet judgments hanging in the air between the polite conversations. I needed air more than I needed another careful exchange. I leaned toward Salvatore and spoke quietly. "I only need a few minutes outside."He looked reluctant. His eyes stayed on my face longer than they should've. "Don't go far."I smiled softly. "I'll be back before you finish your conversation."He hesitated, then nodded. As I walked away I felt him watching until the corridor took me out of sight.The hallway leading toward the gardens was almost silent. Large windows looked out over the moonlit sea. Classical paintings lined the walls in neat rows. Everything felt peaceful, but I couldn't shake the feeling that someone was watching. I stopped beside an open balcony and drew a slow breath. Finally there was quiet.A familiar voice cut through it. "You always did

Find Her

CHAPTER 89 SALVATORE POV The first gunshot cut through everything. I was talking with a Sicilian Don about shipping when it hit. Every conversation stopped. Glasses froze halfway to their mouths. The second shot came sharper and closer. Glass shattered somewhere deeper in the villa. People screamed. Experienced men reached for weapons they always carried. I didn't move. My first thought wasn't about the attack or the politics or the guests about to panic. It was one person. Lena.I turned toward the hallway where she'd disappeared only minutes ago asking for fresh air. Empty. She was gone. My pulse spiked hard in my throat. I didn't wait for instructions or bodyguards. I shouted one clear command that cut through the rising panic. "Find Lena!"Charlie and Diego moved at once. Charlie headed straight for the security room to identify the attackers and lock down exits. Diego began directing guests toward the safer wings, his voice calm and sharp. I ran. Combat training took over witho

Awake

CHAPTER 90 LENA POVDarkness first. Then voices, muffled and distant. Everything hurts. My head throbbed in a steady, heavy pulse. My ears still rang from the explosion. I tried to piece together the moments. Dante. The gunfire. Running toward the ballroom. Then the blast threw me backward.I forced my eyes open.White walls. Soft beeping from medical equipment. The smell of antiseptic. Panic rose for a second before I felt a warm hand wrapped tight around mine.I turned my head carefully. Salvatore sat in a chair pulled close to the bed, asleep. He still wore the same bloodstained suit from the attack. No tie. His sleeves rolled up to the elbows. Dark stubble covered his jaw. He looked exhausted in a way I'd never seen. One hand gripped mine like he was afraid I might disappear if he let go. He hadn't changed his clothes. Hadn't left. He'd stayed.The moment my fingers moved against his, he woke. Not gradual. Instantly. His eyes snapped open and fixed on my face. The fear inside the

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