Chapter 151

"Ti amo, Enzo De Niro... Mi dispiace..." [I love you, Enzo De Niro... I'm sorry...]

Then, with a heavy heart, she delivered the final blow. The sound of his labored breathing and the sight of his eyes widening in shock only proved that it was all real. She had just... She had just... She gasped but didn't—couldn't step away from him. Not when the realization came with a painful stab to her soul.

At that moment, Enzo felt a searing pain in his chest, as though his heart had been pierced. He struggled to draw breath, his vision blurred, and his words were reduced to a gurgling gasp. Blood filled his mouth, choking him. Before he could comprehend what was happening, she stumbled back, and his gaze fell on the knife lodged deep in his chest which was now surrounded by a spreading crimson stain.

When he forced his eyes back to hers, the realization hit him like a thunderbolt—he had been stabbed. Not by anyone else, but Lucretia, the woman he had let down his guards for, the woman he had