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The woman’s face brightened as soon as she spotted Genevieve."Welcome, Mrs. Visconti," she greeted. "We weren’t informed in advance of your arrival, so we didn’t have much prepared. I hope our minimal refreshments won't annoy you."Genevieve shook her head.‘’No, it’s alright,’’ she instantly said, straightening.The woman set the tray down on the table, carefully lifting the single cup and handing it to Genevieve. She glanced inside and barely resisted the urge to hug the woman when she saw the rich, steaming liquid; hot chocolate."Thank you so much," she said, accepting it eagerly. "You have no idea how much I needed this.""Not at all, ma’am," the woman replied with a polite nod. "Boss Visconti requested it for you."Genevieve froze, the cup hovering just inches from her lips. Her head snapped up.Adrian?He had asked someone to bring this to her?The same man who was supposed to be cruel, cold, and unfeeling?Wait… now that she thought about it, had Adrian actually done anything
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The smile on Alejandro’s lips disappeared at the dark look on his boss’s face. He immediately straghtened, knowing he had to say the truth even if it was going to land him in trouble.‘’Actually... I," he stuttered, "I already planned to test her even before I received the call from the Don. So i didn't do it because...'’Adrian chuckled dryly, sounding more eerie than amused.‘’You received a call from the Don, didn’t tell me shit about it, and went ahead to carry out his instructions before telling me, your immediate and only boss?’’ he asked, his rhetorical tone making it obvious he didn’t need an answer. Taking a step back, he kicked Alejandro in the knee, his face remaining expressionless even as his subordinate’s clenched in pain. ‘’Tell me, did you call him before coming in here to report to me?’’‘’I didn’t. And I do not intend to report to him,’’ Alejandro replied through gritted teeth.Adrian delivered another brutal kick to the same knee he had struck earlier, his fist slam
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As Genevieve stepped past the threshold, the first thought that popped in her mind was that the grand living room sure lived up to its name.It was grand.The space was huge, with a high ceiling and a sparkling chandelier that filled everywhere with warm, golden light. The polished hardwood floor shone beneath a large, beautiful rug with detailed patterns.Soft, velvet sofas in deep colors were placed around a grand marble fireplace, their cushions looking fluffy and inviting. Tall windows, covered with heavy silk curtains, let in just enough light to give the room a cozy feel.Elegant life potraits of Roberto, Annika, Aurora, Reyna, and gold-framed mirrors decorated the walls, adding to the room’s rich style. In one corner, a tall bookshelf stood filled with old, leather-bound books, giving the space a classic and sophisticated touch.Genevieve eyes swept around the room, taking note of Aurora’s absence, the way Annika’s head was bent over, the warm smile on Roberto’s face, the knowi
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‘’As I was saying,’’ Roberto continued, his tone stern as his eyes moved across the faces of everyone in the room. ‘’To show you all how serious I am with my claim, I and Genevieve will be getting a court and church marriage coming Saturday.’’Adrian's jaws ticked.Genevieve, along with the others in the room, snapped their heads in Roberto’s direction, shock written vividly all over their faces.‘’A court and church marriage?’’ Genevieve blurted out, unable to keep the words to herself. Today was a Tuesday, so Saturday was just four days away. It was so soon. And totally unexpected.She had expected so many methods for him to show he had claimed her, but none of them came close to this."Why? How?’’‘’I am catholic,’’ Roberto announced, as if that explained everything. ‘’Don’t be surprised it's so soon. In fact, if not for the meeting with the Capos from the north holding on Thursday, the wedding would be held earlier.’’He looked around the room, taking in each gaping mouth and wide
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Genevieve was jolted out of her thoughts by another pat on the back by Roberto. Why the hell did the man like patting her back so much? She wasn’t able to dwell on the thought much as he rose to his feet and said, ‘’You should go to your room. It was cleaned thoroughly yesterday, and I think you will find everything you need in there. One of the maids will bring breakfast.’’Genevieve nodded but remained seated, not wanting to walk out of the room with everyone’s attention on her. She continued to watch as he turned to Adrian and Alejandro, saying, ‘’Let’s go discuss more in the study. There’s a lot to prepare.’’ It was at that moment that Adrian finally pulled his gaze from her to look at his father, ‘’And a lot to talk about,'’ he added.The three men walked out, leaving the women alone. As soon as the sound of the men's footsteps had completely disappeared, Reyna rose from her seat and walked across the room to Genevieve’s, patting the girl’s back just like her brother had done
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Jaws clenched against the pain, Adrian watched through blurry vision as Genevieve rushed toward him. She caught hold of his injured hand, lifting it gently, likely to examine the wound. Under normal circumstances, he would have welcomed her touch—her initiative to reach out to him—but the sharp, searing pain that shot through his arm at the movement nearly made him grit his teeth harder."Did I offend you?" he asked, his voice strained but laced with a hint of dry humor, trying to mask the agony her action had caused.Genevieve kept her eyes fixed on his injured arm, her worry evident as she replied, "No, why would I be offended?" She couldn't stop tears from welling up in her eyes as she noticed the blood soaking through the sleeve of his t-shirt, the fabric beginning to cling to his skin. "Oh my God, we need to get you to the hospital. Now.""One," Adrian began, his voice calm but firm, "If I didn’t offend you, then let go of my hand before I pass out from what you’re doing." He pa
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Adrian tilted his head slightly, his mind racing. If his reasoning was correct, it explained why the backup that was supposed to have arrived hadn’t shown up yet. It meant they knew—or at least believed, considering the three dead bodies now sprawled on the floor—that no one would be harmed here tonight.That also suggested whoever had sent these inexperienced, bumbling mercenaries had contacted the restaurant in advance. And the only person capable of giving orders to the restaurant’s management would have to be someone from his own family.A smirk tugged at his lips, as he murmured beneath his breath, "I’ll have fun figuring out which idiot thought this was a good idea later."For now, he sighed, realizing he’d been overthinking things today. Normally, he’d act on instinct, confident that whatever consequences arose would be within his control—even if he took the wrong step. Not that that happened often.But today was different. Today, he had someone with him; Genevieve. Her presenc
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The intruders exchanged quick glances, their eyes silently communicating a message that each of them—and Adrian, judging by the expression on his face—seemed to grasp."Did you hear that?" whispered the man with a scar beneath his eye, his voice low but still loud enough for Adrian to hear.Their leader shook his head, a nervous laugh escaping him. "Impossible," he muttered, though his tone betrayed his unease."You think so?" Adrian spoke up, his eyes gleaming with amusement as he noted the mix of fear and confusion flickering across their faces. He tilted his head slightly, his voice steady but laced with mockery. "You’ve been standing here for minutes now, doing nothing but tossing around empty threats and waving those guns like toys. Not a single shot fired. So, let me ask again... what are you really here for?""Shut your mouth if you know what’s good for you!" the scarred man snapped, though the tremor in his voice betrayed his fear. His gaze darted away from Adrian’s, landing
