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CHAPTER FORTY ONE (ELI'S POV)
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2025-04-07 08:00:52"Che cazzo era quello?!" Luca yelled, his voice sounding like thunder in the silent house. I flinched, my heart stuttered as his furious gaze burned into me. "What the fuck was that, Eli?"
I opened my mouth to ask what he meant, but he wasn’t finished. He was already storming toward me, his fury a wildfire set loose. "Looking at Ricci like that—like a fucking whore starving for cock. Are you out of your goddamn mind?!" His voice echoed off the walls. I kept quiet. “Did you enjoy the show, slut?” he sneered. “Did you like staring at him while he had his dick down someone’s throat? Hm? Couldn’t take your eyes off him, could you?” I froze, my chest tightening painfully at his words. His words hit like whiplash. I flinched, trying to step back, but he was relentless, cornering me against the wall. “I—” “Shut
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The mansion was quiet—too quiet.The kind of quiet that made your skin itch and your gut twist. I had walked through my own halls a thousand times, but tonight it felt... different. The blood on my coat was drying, cracking like paint with every step. My boots left a crimson trail of blood on the marble floors with each step but I didn’t care. I was too focused on something else to care.Too tense.Too afraid.Of him.Don Ricci is a man without emotions but tonight, I was filled with themI paused at the door to the main living room,my hand on the frame. My knuckles were scraped and sore. The high from the fight hadn’t worn off, but something heavier had started to settle in my chest, and I hated how unfamiliar it felt.It was fear.Not of death.Not of revenge.But of Eli.Of what I’d see in his eyes.I stepped in and stopped cold.He was there.Standing in the center of the living room like he’d been waiting.His gaze was
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The silence was never ending.It wasn’t the comfortable, nice quiet from before. No. This was the kind of silence that screamed in your ears. The type that was deafening and made you want to run mad. The type that echoed death because I knew that a lot of that was going to happen tonight.I stood in the middle of Ricci’s luxurious and once comforting living room, surrounded by soft leather couches, a massive TV, a half-eaten bowl of popcorn… and the dreadful knowledge that five people had just been slaughtered.Because of me.I sank onto the couch as my knees could no longer carry the weight of my body or maybe it was the weight of my guilt.They were Ricci’s men. His people. They died because he harbored me, protected me, kissed me on a damn Ferris wheel like we didn’t live in a world where suck actions like that could get you killed.I pressed the heel of my palm against my eyes, trying to stop the tears that threatened to spil
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I reached into the box and pulled out more photos. A dozen. Maybe more, each one more damning than the last. They were all from the same night—Ricci and Eli together at the carnival. Laughing. Holding hands. The way they looked at each other… It was sickening. It was as if Ricci was claiming him in front of the world.Ricci and Eli eating cotton candy. Ricci winning Eli a stupid teddy bear.Each image is more damning than the last.My chest felt tight, a storm building inside me.Then my fingers brushed against something hard, and I grabbed it. It was a small, folded piece of paper with a QR code on it. No hesitation now—I grabbed my phone from the table and scanned it. A video popped up, playing instantlyIt was them.Eli laughing, head thrown back. Ricci beside him, smiling like a schoolboy. They were holding hands, spinning on a ride, sharing a soda, Ricci leaning in to kiss Eli’s cheek like he was something to be cherished. T
Bound by blood and lies CHAPTER FIFTY SEVEN (MATTEO'S POV)
It had been a long, tense week. The kind that settles like a shadow in the halls of the estate and refuses to lift. Everyone felt it. The guards moved quieter, the servants looked down more, and even Luca—usually too quiet, too reserved—had gone stiller.I was in my study, watching the second hand of the grandfather clock tick painfully slow when there was a knock.The knock on the door was sharp, insistent. My body tensed instinctively, the way it always did when things were about to go south. "Enter," I said coldly, not looking away from the clock.I wasn't in the mood to deal with anything, but when the door creaked open. One of the outer perimeter guards stepped in, clutching something rectangular, wrapped in brown paper with no visible address. I spared him a quick glance and he looked uneasy.From the look on his face I knew it was something that couldn’t wait."Sir... we found this outside the gate.” He stammered.I raised an eyebrow, annoyed but
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I wore jeans and a shirt. Nothing fancy. Faded denim and a loose white tee I found folded neatly at the end in a corner of my closet.The idea was simple: disappoint him. Underdress. Ruin whatever plans he had in his polished, twisted mind. Maybe he wanted to parade me around like a trophy or dress me up like a doll.Well, not tonight.I stood in front of the mirror, arms crossed, daring myself to argue. I still looked good, sure. But not Ricci’s type of good. No jewelry. No suit. Just plain, unremarkable Eli.Good.The door creaked open, and I didn’t need to turn to know it was him.I caught his reflection in the mirror instead—Ricci in all black again, slacks that fit too perfectly, a charcoal shirt rolled at the sleeves, and that glint in his eyes like he always knew something I didn’t.He looked me over.A slow, deliberate sweep from head to toe.And then… he smiled.“Perfect,” he murmured, the word thicker than usual. “Come on.”I bli
Bound by blood and lies CHAPTER FIFTY FIVE (ELI'S POV)
The feeling of kiss lingered.His soft, warm lips on mine, the taste of whiskey on his tongue, his hot breath on my cheek and his intoxicating cologne.I had come to terms with my sexuality and I knew that Ricci was a dangerously attractive man who seemed to be attracted to me.No matter how hard I tried to shake it off, it kept replaying in my mind like a broken record. Ricci’s lips on mine—firm, slow, unyielding—and the worst part? I kissed him back.My body betrayed me at that moment. The same body that flinched at the sound of Luca’s voice. The same hands that trembled when Matteo tried to touch me. The same heart that once used beat way too loud at the sound of Luca’s footsteps and the sound of Matteo's voice.Now? Now it was quiet. Confused. Still.I leaned against the window, eyes fixed on the large estate grounds outside. It was beautiful, in that eerie, silent way. Perfectly manicured gardens. Endless marble paths. Statues that looked like they had s
