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Behind us, the guests tried to pretend nothing had happened, their laughter forced, their glasses raised too quickly. But the damage was done. The O’Connells’ fury simmered, the Riccis’ unity blazed, and Ciara stood at the center of it all. And I, Matteo Ricci, stood beside her, unyielding. The choice had been made. The war had only just begun.

Marco replied before turning and leaving the room. Silence followed, but my mind was anything but quiet. I could not afford to let him disappear. Raffaele Ricci was not just a threat. He was a ticking bomb. In the underworld, he was known as Dante Caruso, a name that carried fear wherever it was spoken. After a while, I decided to lie back down, if only to rest my body, but my thoughts refused to settle. That was when I noticed Alessia. She peeked her head into the room, the rest of her body still hidden outside, like she was unsure whether she truly had permission to enter.

Ryder Rowan is my worst nightmare. The untouchable hockey captain. Blackridge University’s golden boy. The boy everyone worships…except me. A year ago, my sister walked into Blackridge full of dreams. She left broken. Now it’s my turn to walk through those same gates. Not for a fresh start. For revenge. My plan is simple: make Ryder Rowan fall hopelessly in love with me, then shatter his heart the way my sister’s life was shattered. I’ll destroy his perfect reputation, his arrogant pride, and everything he holds dear. But Blackridge University isn’t an ordinary school. Students disappear. Certain buildings are forbidden. Rules exist that no one dares explain. And the more I di

“Maybe they’re just extremely private.” “The Ricciardis could hire a European planner with one cold call and a bank account that would make a Swiss banker sweat in church.” My voice dropped. “Rafael Ricciardi has an Italian team. He has a London team. He has people whose entire job is probably making sure the asparagus on a VIP plate points in the politically correct direction. So why San Francisco? Why GALA? Why me?” Dianna said nothing. I stared at the screen. “Who gave the New York referral?”