《The Don’s Secret Obsession 》全部章節：第 71 章 - 第 80 章

Giovanni stood frozen in the doorway of the safe-house bedroom. The bed was empty. The IV line hung loose. Sofia’s clothes—the ones the private doctor had left folded for her—were gone. Only a single note remained on the pillow, written in a shaky but determined hand: "I’m done being weak. Tell my husband I said this. He will understand." He crumpled the paper, a mix of frustration and reluctant admiration tightening his chest. “Stubborn woman.” He grabbed his phone and dialed Luca immediately. At the Virelli estate, Luca answered on the first ring. “She’s already on the way?” “She’s gone,” Giovanni said tightly. “Left a note. Said she’s done being weak and that you’ll understand. No car. No weapons. Just determination. I’m tracking her with the access I have to the city's camera—she’s heading toward the city, but the signal’s weak.” Luca’s free hand clenched the balcony railing. The words hit him harder than he expected. I’m done being weak. Sofia’s voice echoed in his memo

The convoy carrying Sofia sped through the industrial outskirts, headlights cutting across empty lots and rusted shipping containers. Inside the SUV, the two armed men in the front seats spoke in low, clipped tones. Sofia kept her posture rigid, one hand pressed to her injured side, the other resting loosely near the door handle. Every instinct screamed at her to stay alert.The man in the passenger seat turned slightly. “Eros wants a full report the second we arrive. What happened at the estate?”Sofia answered in a cold register. “They figured out the twin angle. The doctor talked. Luca had me in a holding room. I cut the restraints and went for the child, but the crib was empty. They were waiting. I barely made it out.”The man grunted. “And the baby?”“Still inside. Heavily guarded now. I couldn’t risk it.”He nodded as if that answered something important. “Eros won’t like that. He wanted the boy as leverage.”Sofia stared out the window, forcing her expression into one of cold c

**Mature content Ahead with mention of Violence. please skip if you're not comfortable and lower than the age of Eighteen**The first shots shattered the hanging light. Sparks and glass rained down as the warehouse plunged into semi-darkness, lit only by the stuttering muzzle flashes and the distant glow of the floodlights bleeding in from outside. The sudden violence was deafening. Bullets tore through the air, punching holes in shipping containers and splintering wooden crates. Someone screamed. Someone else returned fire. The smell of cordite mixed with oil and blood in a thick, choking haze.Luca moved like a man who had been waiting for this exact second. The moment the black tactical mask came off, two of his men—already embedded inside Eros’s ranks—opened fire from the flanks with disciplined, controlled bursts. Outside, the trackers on the rooftops and between the containers breached the perimeter in perfect coordination. A controlled charge blew the main steel doors inward. S

The floodlights hummed overhead, turning the cracked pavement into a white stage. The last echoes of gunfire faded into the distance as Luca’s men secured the remaining pockets of resistance. Bound figures were forced to their knees. Weapons were collected. The black SUV sat ruined against the shipping containers, one tire shredded, windshield shattered, engine still ticking as it cooled.Eros stood in the center of it all with his hands unbound but useless. Two of Luca’s men flanked him, guns trained on his back. He did not look like a man who had lost. He looked like a man waiting for the next move on a board only he could fully see.Luca kept his own weapon lowered but ready. Blood from the graze on his shoulder had dried in a dark stain down his sleeve. His eyes moved between Eros and the two women standing a few meters away.Sofia’s pistol hung at her side. Serena’s was still raised, the barrel pointed at the center of Eros’s chest. Her arms did not shake. Her face was carved fro

Later, after the baby had been settled back into his crib under the watch of two trusted nurses and an armed guard outside the door, Luca guided Sofia to their bedroom. The room had been kept exactly as she left them. Fresh flowers stood on the dresser—Valentina’s doing. The bed was turned down.Sofia stood in the center of the room feeling suddenly exhausted beyond measure. The adrenaline of the night, the reunion, the fragile truce with Serena—all of it crashed over her at once.Luca closed the door and locked it. Then he turned to her, and the careful control he had worn for everyone else slipped.“Come here,” he said.She walked into his arms. He held her as if he could press her back into his body and keep her there forever. His face buried in her hair. She felt the tremor that ran through him.“I thought I lost you,” he murmured against her temple. “I thought I would have to raise our son with only the memory of you. Do you understand what that did to me?”“I know,” she whispere