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Chapter 1

"Don't touch your face."A warm tear hit the back of my hand.I opened my eyes. My mother's were bloodshot.I tried to smile, but a sharp, tearing pain shot through my right cheek."Don't move, Seraphina." My mother, once the toughest Donna the East Coast had ever seen, her voice was shaking. "The funds from the Swiss account are ready. The best plastic surgeons in the world will be in Chicago in three days. You'll be beautiful again."I stared at the ceiling. A bitter taste coated my throat."The ten million ransom was paid." Her voice was cracking. "So why light the fire? Why are you burned like this while Chloe doesn't have a single hair out of place?"Why?Because their backs were turned to me in that fire. So final.They walked away with Chloe. They never looked back."Mother." I swallowed the taste of blood in my throat. "Stop. The kidnappers died in the fire. Let it go."She wiped her tears. In a blink, she was the ruthless matriarch again."I've cleared the schedule at the Cath

Chapter 2

"Stay away from Chloe, Seraphina." Matteo's eyes were sharp. "She's had a fever ever since. If you touch a single hair on her head again, I don't care what the old Don's last wish was. I'm done showing you mercy."Lucian buttoned his suit jacket."The wedding is postponed. Ten days." He looked at my bandaged face without a flicker of emotion. "I'll have a heavier lace veil custom-made for you from Paris. The Commission elders will be at the ceremony. Cover your face. Don't disgrace the Bellini name."No yelling. No anger.They were perfect gentlemen. And they had just sentenced me to death.They turned and left.The sound of their shoes echoed down the hall."Move all the security from the third floor to Chloe's master suite," Matteo's low voice came through the door. "As for in here... two nurses are enough."The room was silent again.I closed my eyes. A dull ache spread through my chest.If they had always been these cold-blooded monsters, maybe I would have given up long ago.But t

Chapter 3

Lucian and Matteo strode in.Seeing Chloe on the floor among the broken glass, her hand bright red, Matteo's eyes went cold.He rushed over, kneeling to pull her into his arms.When he looked up at me, his eyes were burning with fury. "Seraphina, she came to see you while you're sick. And you do this?""I... I dropped the glass..."Chloe buried her face in Matteo's chest, her tears soaking his shirt. "Don't blame Seraphina. Her face... she's in pain. It's okay if she takes it out on me...""You don't have to speak for her," Matteo cut her off coldly. "We're here. You don't have to answer to anyone."Lucian walked to my bed. His tall frame blocked the light from the window.He looked at the mess on the floor. His voice was terrifyingly calm. "There's no one else in this room. If you didn't do it, did she burn herself? Apologize."I looked at him, my chest tight. "I did nothing. Why should I apologize?""I'm the one who took the wedding dress," Lucian said, watching me. It sounded like a

Chapter 4

The clasp on the mask snapped.The black lace slid down my cheek.Chloe was already on the ground at the bottom of the stairs, letting out a piercing scream.The hall fell silent.The cello music stopped.A few seconds later, I heard gasps from all around.I looked up.My right cheek was exposed to the air. A mangled ruin of dark red scabs and ugly stitches. Raw, ruined flesh.More gasps rippled through the crowd."God, her face is destroyed...""Poor Lucian. To get his seat on The Commission, he has to look at that for the rest of his life."The whispers were like needles in my ears.I bent down to pick up the mask from the stairs."Seraphina, I'm sorry!" Chloe suddenly grabbed my dress, looking up at me, sobbing. "I shouldn't have tried to offer you a toast, please don't push me..."She cried and apologized.But her knee shifted, just enough for the pointed toe of her high heel to press down firmly on the black lace mask.I tugged. It wouldn't budge."Move," I hissed, pushing at her

Chapter 5

The guests in the hall stared at me like I was a joke."Go ahead. Make a scene." Lucian let out a cold, short laugh.His gray eyes were filled with arrogance.For ten years, he was used to me chasing him. Obeying him.To him, this was just another one of my games. A trick to make him give in."You’ll come crawling back once the world beats you down."He delivered his cold verdict. Then he and Matteo flanked Chloe. They didn’t even look at me. They just walked out.I collapsed onto the cold marble floor. Blood from my forehead dripped onto my dress."Get the car," I said, pulling myself up with the railing. I looked calmly at the Bellini family’s cleaners in the corner. "To the private airport."This place was full of betrayal and lies. I wouldn't stay another second.The car sped through the Chicago streets.My Capo handed me a tablet, his face grim.It had only been two minutes. Matteo had already leaked our fight to the Syndicate's dark web.I was now a laughingstock in the entire un

Chapter 6

Lucian's POV3 a.m. The Chicago wind cut to the bone.In the silent penthouse, the anxiety finally snapped my nerves.Three hours. Seraphina hadn't answered me for three goddamn hours.I did something I hadn’t done in ten years.I grabbed my phone and actually called her.The voice on the other end wasn't her usual, gentle tone.It was a cold, robotic message."The number you have dialed is no longer in service."My famous calm shattered.I snatched my car keys and sprinted to the garage. The black Aston Martin tore down the empty streets, its roar drowned out by my pounding heart.The Bluetooth connected. My man's voice was panicked."Boss, we found it. Miss Bellini destroyed her signet ring. Took all the clean passports from the safe. She left the country on a private jet an hour ago.""That's impossible." I yanked the wheel, tires screaming around a corner.She wanted me for twenty years. How could she just give up?She's just putting on a show. She's waiting for me to come get her.

Chapter 7

Lucian's POVLeaving the Bellini manor, the wind kicked up dead leaves.I realized my shirt was soaked through with cold sweat.The chill crawled up my spine, freezing my limbs.I opened the car door and slammed my fist on the steering wheel.The horn blared. A piercing shriek.A ten-million-dollar hole.A recipient named "The Butcher."It all came flooding back. The images rewound in my head, stopping on the third day after the kidnapping.Chloe had just broken her fever. She was sitting up in bed in a silk nightgown.The collar slipped, revealing a small tattoo below her collarbone. A rose.I drew that design myself. I stayed up three nights in my study to create it for Seraphina.She was so happy. Her eyes lit up. She said she’d get it tattooed over her heart on her birthday.But the drawing vanished.How the hell did Chloe have her design?I grabbed my phone and dialed Matteo."Get back to headquarters now!" I roared, my knuckles cracking. "I want to see you in the interrogation ro

Chapter 8

Lucian's POVThe door to headquarters flew open.Matteo stormed in, bringing the cold with him.He threw his snow-dusted coat on the sofa, his face a mask of irritation."This better be good." He walked to the bar to pour a drink. "The hits on Seraphina are still blowing up the dark web. The old guard are all laughing at us. She wants to be tough? Fine. Let her suffer a few more days. When she learns to respect Chloe, we'll go get her."I looked at his entitled attitude. It made me sick.I didn't waste words.I grabbed the crypto receipt and the black market file from the table and slammed them into his chest.Papers scattered across the floor."The Butcher is her father," I said, staring him down. My voice was ice.Matteo's smirk froze.He looked down at the photo on the floor.When he saw Chloe's real name, his glass slipped from his hand, shattering on the rug."Impossible," he choked out, refusing to believe it. "Chloe's an orphan. This is a fake. Seraphina made it up to get back a

Chapter 9

Lucian's POVChloe twirled in front of the mirrors, wearing the altered dress."Lucian, isn't it sexy?" she purred, her eyes shining with triumph.I looked at her perfectly made-up face. All the stupid moments flooded my mind.Her pretending to be scared of fire.Her "accidentally" spilling boiling water to frame Seraphina.Her gloating as she stole everything that should have been Seraphina's—even this dress.I strode forward and grabbed the front of her dress.The expensive silk ripped with a screech.Chloe’s smile froze. She shrank back in fear."The Butcher's bastard," I hissed. "Was this the pathetic act you used to fool us? To make us destroy her?"Her pupils constricted.After a flicker of panic, she put on her usual mask of innocence.Tears streamed down her face."Lucian, what are you talking about? I don't understand. Did Seraphina tell you something? I didn't lie to you, I swear, I was framed…"I grabbed her chin, cutting off the disgusting lies. My knuckles were white with

Chapter 10

Lucian's POVThe sound of breaking bones and screams filled the holy cathedral.I pulled out my phone, walked to the priest, and held the speaker to the microphone.I hit play.The recovered audio from the factory surveillance.Static screeched through the church, silencing every gasp.Then, Seraphina's voice, weak and thin, filled the hall."Lucian… Matteo… give the ransom to Chloe. It's okay. I don't blame you."Her last words. A rusty meat saw, cutting through my bones, tearing my soul to shreds.The recording continued. My own voice, and Matteo's, roaring in panic."Chloe, don't be afraid!"The irony was suffocating.The bosses of the five families gasped.Matteo stood like a statue, blood dripping from his hands. He felt nothing. His eyes were just gray ash.Chloe was a whimpering heap on the floor.She ignored her shattered hand and crawled toward me, grabbing my pant leg."Lucian, he made me do it! Please, forgive me, just give me one more chance, I love you!"Disgust filled my

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