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"Even if you're the Madre, you don't get to pull a gun on him for no reason. You're challenging the Don's authority." I looked at her and couldn't help but laugh. I raised my hand, ready to slap her, but Domenico, who had been silent until now, caught my wrist. "Basta, Valentina Rossi! Stop causing a scene. We were only discussing work." His gaze turned cold when he looked at me. "You can't throw a tantrum whenever you please." Then he shoved me forcefully, sending me stumbling into the table's sharp corner. Blood trailed down my forehead, blurring my vision.

The kind of woman who didn’t wait for anyone’s approval. For once, I wasn’t dressing for Lester. I was dressing for myself. When I walked into the hotel bar, the air felt alive. Soft jazz played in the background, and the clinking of glasses blended with low conversation. The place smelled faintly of whiskey , elegant and a little dangerous and I felt Out of place. I took a seat at the bar, crossing my legs and pretending my pulse wasn’t racing. I wasn’t here for love. I wasn’t here to flirt, not really. I was here to take back something Lester had stolen from me.

He said coldly. “Mr. Storm, it is Caroline ‘s choice on who she want to be with? You had your chance and you messed it up. Please, stop forcing yourself on her. she has my ring now. She deserves to be happy with someone who genuinely cares about her “Jack snarled back at him. “Who do you think that you are, Baron? I am going to knock you off “Before he knew it, Wesley threw a punch on his nose. Jack retaliated and punched him hard on the face. He fell down immediately. He was still weak given that he was injured.

She glared at Baron, her voice low and menacing. "Where's my dad?" she demanded, her fists clenched at her sides. Baron chuckled, his eyes gleaming with amusement. "Ah, lamb, you're so predictable. Your father's...entertainment, for now." Aurelia's rage boiled over, and she launched herself at Baron, her fists flying towards his face. "Let me go!" she screamed, struggling against the men's hold. Baron raised an eyebrow, his expression unimpressed. "You're brave, I'll give you that. But foolish. You think you can take on me?"

“Go on” “I know Jamie. I know every secret, every weakness of his empire. I want to propose a deal— an alliance. I’ll help you bring down his business piece by piece, and in return, I want you to let me manage your company’s finances.” My voice grew more confident with each word that came out of my mouth. He laughed. “How am I supposed to trust you, you’re his wi—“ “Ex-wife” I cut him, “soon to be his ex-wife”

Maxie let out a cold sneer, “You threatened me with my family! You treated me like a fucking slave! You seriously think I was acting on my freewill to collaborate with you? NO FUCKING WAY! I am disgusted by everything you do!” Her words infuriated Baron big time. With a deafening howl, he charged at Maxie raising a fist. He had abused Maxie thousands of times like that in the past 3 years. But this time, Maxie refused to suffer it in silence. She grabbed Baron’s wrist easily with one hand and swirled her body. Baron was sent flying in the air and hit against the fireplace with a huge crashing sound. Baron dropped on the flood, curling up his body in pain, groaning. Maxie walked up to him and

She is shaking with anger. “It’s ok, tesoro mio. I’ve got you.” I whisper to her and tilt her head up with my fingers under her chin. The tears are shining in her eyes and I kiss her. She whimpers and a sob breaks free as I deepen the kiss. When I break it, she is looking at me. I wipe my thumbs under her eyes and she exhales, holding my wrists. “Donna Bristol-Romano. What do you want us to do with him?” One of Boss Hamadas men has hold of Baron.

“Don’t you learn from your mistakes you fucking idiot? When she talks you shut the fuck up.” “We can get rid of him after we get our drugs.” Baron danced his eyes away from me. The thieving rat. He knew something and to that I smirked. “Where are my goods Baron?” I asked in a sing-song voice. “Boss--” I smacked him again. “Shut up, where are my goods?” Baron cowered but didn’t speak, I signaled to Bella for a gun. She placed it in my hands and I pointed the ammunition at his chest.

I can’t believe I didn’t guard that damn secret passage door. “I am to be the Luna Queen!” Barbara hollers. “How can I be seen in these worthless rags? They’re hardly worth burning in the castle furnace for heat!” She seems to have perfected the art of bellowing almost as effectively as Gene has. “These are made of the finest fucking silk!” screams Gene. No, he’s still the champion at bellowing. “I don’t give a fuck what they’re made of,” she says. “I’m not going to be caught dead in these drab colors and unflattering styles. I’ll need the royal seamstress to start from scratch.”

***** Back at the dungeon, Baron musk appeared with Eldon, he held him up by the tip of the collar of his shirt. "How about we finish this now witch?" He yelled out to her while Melissa bites her bottom lips. "Don't you dare lay your filthy hands in him." She yelped back at him. "Watch me while I do that or you better complied to my request." Baron musk said louder causing fears to evaporate round in the room. Melissa stared at her husband powerless, she break down in tears and said, "will you let go of my husband if I complied to your wish?"