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Isadora A slight movement beneath me startled me awake. I blinked, disoriented, and realized I'd fallen asleep on Luca's chest. His arm was still around me, holding me close, but his body jerked suddenly. "n-no, get away from her," he muttered, his voice hoarse, strained with something I couldn't place. His face twisted, brows furrowed as he shifted restlessly beneath me. "d-don't..." "Luca," I said softly, gently tapping his chest. "Luca, wake up. It's just a nightmare." But he didn't wake up. His expression darkened, his breathing uneven. Before I could react, his hand shot out, grabbing my arm in a vise-like grip. "Don't touch me," he hissed, his words slurred with sleep. "You're despicable. You killed her!" His hold tightened, his fingers digging painfully into my skin. "Luca!" I winced, trying to shake him awake. "Luca, wake up! You're hurting me!" His grip didn't loosen, and for a moment, panic surged through me. His nightmare had a hold on him, and I wasn't sure how to
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Isadora A few weeks had passed since the attack, and life had taken on a strange new normal. Luca had enrolled me in self-defense classes, though I wasn’t sure if it was for my protection or just his peace of mind. My two former bodyguards had been replaced by new ones, both of whom looked like they could kill with just a glare. And then there was Rafael who was always there, always watching, like a shadow I couldn’t shake. He wasn’t exactly fun, but I’d caught him smiling more than once when he was around Laura. Maybe she was softening him up. With finals just a few weeks away, most of my time was spent studying. Luca, despite his... unconventional line of work, had been surprisingly helpful. Whenever he wasn’t busy running the Mafia, he’d sit with me and help me prepare. He’d even tutor me on the parts of business law that made my head spin, his sharp mind and patient demeanor catching me off guard. It was almost easy to forget who he really was when he’d show up with blankets a
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Isadora The elevator ride felt suffocating, the silence pressing down like a heavy weight. Luca stood next to me, his presence commanding as always, but now it felt different, tense, expectant.“Isadora,” he finally said, his voice low but firm. “What aren’t you telling me?”I looked at him, my pulse quickening. His eyes were sharp, piercing into me like he could unravel my secrets if I even hesitated too long.“It’s nothing, really,” I said, trying to sound convincing. “Just—”The elevator dinged, cutting me off as we reached the lobby. Luca’s jaw tightened, but he let the moment pass, ushering me toward the car.The drive back to the house was quiet. Too quiet. Luca didn’t speak, and I didn’t dare break the silence. My phone burned in my bag, the latest text repeating in my mind like a broken record. “Ask him about Alicia. You deserve to know.”Alicia. His first wife.I couldn’t shake the curiosity, the doubt. I knew I should let it go, but the question lingered, clawing at me.Whe
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Isadora "Wow, you look terrible," Laura said as I stepped into class, her tone shot back, sliding into the seat next to her."Don’t deflect," she said, leaning closer. "Something’s up with you. Spill."I sighed, leaning on my elbows. "I went out on a date with Luca."Her eyebrows shot up. "You what? How did it go?""It was fine, I guess," I said slowly. "Until I got this text." I pulled out my phone and showed her the string of anonymous messages I’d been getting, the ones about Luca and Alicia, his dead wife.Laura frowned as she scrolled through them. "Okay, yeah, this is... weird. Do you think the rumors are true, though?""I don’t know what to believe, Laura," I admitted, running a hand through my hair. "He’s so good to me. He’s thoughtful, kind... but he’s also a Don. He kills people. And Alicia..." I trailed off, biting my lip."And?" Laura pressed, her voice quieter now.I hesitated, my throat tightening as the words hovered on the tip of my tongue. "And... I think I’ve start
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Luca "What about Alicia?" The topic was a sore spot for me, and this wasn't the first time she'd brought it up. "Be truthful with me, Luca." "Did you love her?" I raised a brow at her. Where was this coming from? "No." I didn't even blink. She gulped. "Did you-did you kill her?" She wouldn't meet my eyes. "No," I said, my tone steady. Her head snapped up sharply. "You didn't?" she repeated, almost like she didn't believe me. "What? You sound like you want it to be me so badly. I might be a bad person, Isadora, and yeah, I might kill people. But I don't hurt women or children," I said, my voice dropping to something cold and sharp. "But the rumors-" "Do you believe the rumors?" I cut her off, holding her gaze, daring her to answer. Isadora’s lips parted, but no sound came out. The hesitation in her eyes told me more than words ever could. "I asked you a question," I said, my tone cutting through the silence like a blade. "Do you believe the rumors?" "I... I d
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IsadoraI took a step back, my heart slamming against my ribs. His words, his confession, should’ve given me clarity. But they didn’t. If anything, they made everything worse.“How do I know you’re telling me the truth, Luca?” I asked, my voice sharp despite the way it trembled. “How do I know this isn’t just another way to keep me here, to keep me under your control?”His jaw ticked, and for a moment, I thought I saw a flicker of hurt in his eyes. But it was gone as quickly as it came, replaced by that unyielding intensity that always left me breathless.“I don’t need to lie to you,” he said, his voice low, measured. “If I wanted to control you, I’d do it. I wouldn’t waste my time trying to convince you of anything.”The calmness in his tone sent a shiver down my spine. It wasn’t a threat, it was a fact, plain and simple.I swallowed hard, trying to steady myself. “Then why not just let me go? If you’ve been watching me all this time, if you really care the way you say you do, why no
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Isadora The silence stretched between us, thick and suffocating. Luca was watching me, waiting for me to break. I could feel the weight of his stare, the steady burn of it against my skin, but I refused to look at him. Instead, I sat at the edge of my bed, staring at the wall, pretending like he wasn’t there.It had been two days since our last conversation. Two days since he told me I was his, whether I liked it or not. And for those two days, I hadn’t spoken a single word to him.At first, he acted like it didn’t bother him. But Luca was the kind of man who thrived on control, and my silence? It was the one thing he couldn’t command.So he started testing me.He lingered too close when he didn’t have to. Brushed past me in the hallway when there was more than enough space. Spoke in that low, teasing voice of his, just to see if he could get a reaction.And now, standing by the door, he was doing it again.“You’re really gonna keep this up, huh?” His voice was casual, but I could he
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Isadora I didn’t sleep.Not because I was afraid of what Luca would do, but because I was afraid of what he wouldn’t.There was something about the way he looked at me tonight, like he was waiting. Like he was daring me to keep pushing. And I would.Because I wasn’t like Alicia.I wasn’t going to die just because I trusted the wrong person.And maybe that’s what scared me the most because the longer I was around Luca, the more I realized I did trust him.And I hated that.Next morning I was at the breakfast table when he walked in, looking infuriatingly unbothered. Like last night hadn’t happened. Like he hadn’t caught me in his office and warned me in that deadly voice of his.He poured himself a coffee, glancing at me as he took a sip.“You look tired.”I ignored him.He chuckled, shaking his head. “Still on the silent treatment, huh?”I stabbed at my food.Luca leaned against the counter, watching me with that unreadable expression. “Alright, princesa. I’ll play along. Let’s see
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ISADORAThe Next Morning“Peonies or white roses?” Laura asked, holding up the two mood boards like this decision could alter the course of history.I eyed both, pretending to care even though my head wasn’t really in it. My heart was, though—because this wedding? It meant freedom. A promise. A future. Even if the groom walked around with a loaded gun and nightmares carved into his bones.“Peonies,” I said, eventually. “They’re softer.”Laura nodded, scribbling a note. “And the dress fitting is still set for Friday. Your shoes came in yesterday, and we need to finalize the seating chart.”“Luca’s not going to care who sits where,” I muttered.She smirked. “He cares more than he lets on. He told Rafael to make sure your uncle doesn’t sit next to that one cousin you hate.”I blinked. “He knows about that?”“Girl, he knows everything.”I bit back a smile.Maybe he did.Maybe he was listening.Luca and Rafael popped in and out—checking on securi
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ISADORALater That DayI didn’t go back to my room. Couldn’t. I needed clarity, not the suffocating silence of silk sheets and locked doors. So I went to the only place that ever made sense when everything else didn’t—the garden. Luca’s mother’s garden, to be exact. It was a piece of serenity tucked between the chaos, the only place in this mansion that hadn’t been touched by blood or secrets.I walked along the stone path, brushing my fingers against the petals of the roses she used to care for. It was ironic, how something so delicate could survive here, in a place built on violence and power plays. Maybe that’s why I liked it—because it reminded me of what I wanted to be. Soft when I chose to be. Sharp when I needed to be.I sat on the stone bench at the edge of the garden, pulling my knees to my chest, letting the wind carry my thoughts. I didn’t hear him approach—not at first—but I felt it. That same tension in the air. That same storm.Luca.He didn’t say anyt
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ISADORAThe Next MorningI woke to the faint scent of sandalwood and fire.Luca.Even before my eyes opened, I could feel him—his presence thick in the air, like a storm had passed through and left its electricity behind. The sheets beside me were cool, but the echo of him lingered. A ghost of warmth. A shadow of protection. And danger.I sat up slowly, the silk of my nightgown whispering against my skin as I ran a hand through my hair. The mansion was too still. Like it was holding its breath.Or maybe… like he was.The last few days had been a blur of lace, tastings, flower samples, and dress fittings. Smiles that didn’t quite reach my eyes. Laughter that felt like someone else’s. I’d played the part—I always did—but I wasn’t blind.Luca had changed.There was an edge to him now, sharper than usual. Not the possessive, controlling type that gripped my waist too tightly or growled when someone looked at me too long—no, this was colder. Strategic. Distant.
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EMILIO Unknown Location The ice clinked against the side of the glass as I stirred lazily, the amber liquid inside catching the light of the chandelier above. “Status?” I asked, mirroring the same word Morretti was probably spitting into his phone right now. Viktor stood across the room, arms folded, expression sharp. “She was shaken. He’s rattled. Mission accomplished.” A smile tugged at my mouth. “Good.” I rose from the armchair and crossed to the wall of screens, all still frames from different angles—streets, clubs, surveillance feeds. And right in the center, a blurry image of Isadora, caught mid-turn in that little bridal boutique. Fear in her eyes. Vulnerability in her shoulders. It was art. “She didn’t see the blade,” Viktor said. “Just the man. It was enough.” “That was the point,” I murmured. “It was never about hurting her. Not yet. It was about jarring him.” I tapped the screen slowly, the rhythm like a
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LUCAAn Hour LaterI watched her disappear down the hall with a flicker of a smile on her lips. A rare one. One I hadn’t seen in too long.God, I missed that smile.The moment she turned the corner, I was already pulling my phone from my pocket.“Status?” I asked, voice low.Rafael answered on the first ring. “We tracked the van. No plates. Abandoned in Queens. Torched.”Of course it was. “Surveillance?”“Nothing clean. Either they knew the angles or they’ve got someone on the inside feeding them locations.”I let out a breath, slow and steady. My fingers clenched around the glass in my hand, tension humming just beneath my skin.“Pull every camera within a ten-block radius. I want facial recognition run on anyone near that vehicle in the past twenty-four hours.”Rafael was silent for a beat. “Luca, you should tell her what we know. She’s not stupid—”“No,” I cut him off. “She doesn’t need more reasons to lose sleep. Let her plan the damn wedding.”
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LUCAThe Next MorningThe storm inside me hadn’t passed. It had simply settled into a quiet rage, one that hummed beneath my skin like a loaded gun. I stood by the window in my office, watching the sun claw its way up through the skyline, wondering how the hell it had come to this.Emilio. That name was starting to rot in my brain. I should’ve seen him coming. I should’ve anticipated the move, the breach. The moment I saw the fear in Isadora’s eyes, I knew I’d failed. And failure? That’s not something I wear lightly.She was right. She always is when it comes to the things I don’t want to admit. I’d been so obsessed with shielding her, watching her every move, preparing for every threat—except the one that slipped right past us. And she’d seen it clearer than I had: maybe she wasn’t the real target. Maybe I was.But fuck, if I’m the target, then fine. Let them come. I can take it. I’ve taken worse. What I can’t take? Watching her unravel, feeling that grief eating her
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ISADORA “I mean,” I continued, my voice tightening with each word, “what if it’s not me they want? What if they’re after you? What if Emilio’s plan is bigger than just hurting me? Maybe I’m just the distraction.” I saw the shift in him, but it wasn’t shock. It was something else—an understanding. A knowing. “I thought I’d made that clear,” he said, his voice softer now, almost like he was speaking to himself. “You’re always the first to be in danger because they know what you mean to me. But I’ve never thought you were the ultimate target.” My chest tightened at the realization. I wanted to argue, but the truth was, he already knew. He’d already thought of it. He always thought of everything. “You always think about me,” I murmured, my voice cracking slightly, “but you never think about yourself. About what could happen to you.” He stepped closer, but this time there was no anger in his movement. Just an unsettling calm. “You don’t get it, Isador
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ISADORAThe tension in the house was suffocating. Luca hadn’t spoken much since last night, but I could feel his presence—watchful, calculating. He was always in control, but now? Now he was something else entirely. A storm waiting to break.I sat in the library, pretending to read while my mind ran in circles. Emilio. The name had latched onto my thoughts, sinking its claws in, refusing to let go. He had sent someone to me. He had found me. I was supposed to be safe under Luca’s protection, yet a stranger had slipped past his security like it was nothing.A sharp knock at the door made me jump.Laura stepped in, eyes scanning me carefully before shutting the door behind her. “You okay?”I sighed, closing the book I wasn’t actually reading. “I don’t know.”She sat on the armrest of my chair, crossing her arms. “Luca is losing his mind over this.”I snorted. “Yeah, I gathered that much.”“Have you spoken to him?”I shook my head. “Not since last night. He ju
