Chapter 2

"Bad news! Dora jumped into the ocean!”

Someone shouted, and the banquet hall erupted into chaos.

In the past, if I had seen Leonardo talking to another woman, I would have screamed and thrown a fit, let alone see him jump into the ocean to save someone. But now, I remained completely unfazed because I knew Dora was putting on a show.

Before long, Leonardo walked in with Dora in his arms. Their clothes were disheveled, and both of them were drenched. Dora’s eyes were full of tears, and her lips were swollen. It was evident that she had just been kissed fiercely.

"See that?" Leonardo’s cold gaze locked onto me, his voice laced with deliberate humiliation.

"Your vicious schemes forced her to jump into the ocean.”

The surrounding mafia members observed the spectacle with amusement. Some chuckled under their breath, while others looked at me with interest, as if waiting for me to lose control.

I glanced calmly over the two of them and replied, "Oh? Then why is she still alive?"

Dora’s expression stiffened, and a flicker of guilt appeared in her eyes. She quickly grabbed onto Leonardo’s arm. Her voice was soft and delicate.

"Leonardo, I’m fine. It has nothing to do with Madeline."

Leonardo’s gaze turned ice-cold. The next second, he grabbed my wrist with such force that I nearly stumbled.

"Why don’t you try what it feels like to fall into the ocean?”

Before I could react, he hoisted me up and strode toward the dock.

The cold wind lashed against my face as the lights of the banquet hall grew distant. All around me was the vast, dark sea.

The next moment, he threw me in.

The icy seawater swallowed me instantly. The suffocating pain numbed my limbs, my lungs felt like they were being torn apart, and the waves tossed me up and down.

I struggled desperately, the sound of gasps and shocked cries echoing around me, along with Leonardo’s cold, detached gaze.

I lost the concept of time. My vision was turning blurry. Suddenly, I felt a cold hand around me, dragging me out of the water.

I was thrown onto the wooden dock. I coughed violently and was utterly disheveled.

Leonardo loomed over me. He was smiling in contempt.

"Enough of this nonsense." He crouched down. His breath brushed against my ear as he shoved a ring into my palm. His voice was deep and frigid.

"As long as you behave, you'll get the wedding you want. At least in name, everyone will think you’re my wife."

I looked up and asked, "Then who is the woman you truly want to marry? Is it Dora?"

Leonardo seemed angry, yet there was a hint of smug satisfaction in his eyes.

"I knew you were just pretending. Listen to me. Do not breathe a word of this in front of our families!"

"My feelings for Dora are something you could never understand! She’s kind and vulnerable, unlike you with your underhanded schemes!"

I laughed. How ironic. He was the coward who lacked the courage to stand up to his father, yet somehow, I was the one blamed for everything.

His voice turned cold.

"But if you dare to hurt Dora again, I won’t hesitate to make you disappear for good."

He stood up and ordered his subordinate, "Take Madeline back to her room. Make sure she rests properly."

I didn’t resist. The yacht was filled with his men. I had no chance of escaping. For now, I could only return to my room.

After changing out of my soaked clothes, I looked around, a storm of unease swirling inside me.

Dora’s tactics were getting more ruthless. I was beginning to wonder if she had been reborn as well.

I needed to calm down and think.

So, I headed to the spa, hoping that the hot water would help me relax.

But the moment I pushed open the door, my steps came to an abrupt halt.

Steam filled the air, and the dim lighting cast a hazy glow.

Leonardo was leaning against the edge of the pool with his upper body bare. Dora, almost clothless, was all over him, pressing herself against his back as she massaged his shoulders seductively.

Leonardo let out a low, husky sigh as if he were enjoying it.

Then, he turned around and suddenly pinned Dora against the pool’s edge.

"My sweetheart, I want you to give birth to my one and only heir—the firstborn of the Vittorio family,” he said in a possessive manner.

Dora’s cheeks turned red. She wrapped her arms around his neck, her body writhing against him as she murmured in a soft, sultry voice. “Leonardo, I love you so much. Give me more, please.”

It felt like something was crushing my heart.

The scene before me was like a dagger piercing through me.

I instinctively took a step back, wanting to leave, but in my haste, I accidentally knocked over a nearby tray and caused a loud clatter.

Leonardo’s movements froze. His expression instantly turned gloomy. His gaze became ominous.

"Who’s there?" He asked.