CHAPTER 43Her steps faltered when she saw him. His shirt was torn and soaked in blood, his face pale and drenched in sweat. Two of his guards supported him, their expressions grim. “Oh my God,” Amelia whispered, rushing to his side. “What happened?”A man wearing a long coat came in from the side. He was holding a briefcase and his face looked serious. “I’m fine,” Alessandro muttered, though his voice was weak. "Fine? Are you for real? You’re bleeding!” she cried. “Just a scratch,” Alessandro said, waving her off, even though he was trying his possible best to stay conscious. “It’s more than a scratch,” Amelia snapped. The doctor interrupted them with his arms. "Ma'am, he is profusely bleeding now, and we can't afford to waste any more minutes. Scold him after he manages to survive," With that already said, Alessandro was pushed away from her. She watched them disappear as she tried to grasp what was happening. She decided to follow them and saw that he
CHAPTER 44. Amelia offered to help change his bandage immediately after getting into the bedroom. "Do you know how to do it?" Alessandro asked her and she frowned with displeasure. However, she decided not to bother much with it as he might not mean it in an insulting way. "My younger sister was quite troublesome when she was little so I was prepared for both her little and big injuries." She purposely removed the fact that she needed it more for herself because of the mistreatment she suffered at home. "Please, take your seat and let me do it." Amelia said as she sat on the edge of the bed, the first aid kit resting on the bedside table. Her hands trembled slightly as she prepared to replace Alessandro's bandage. Alessandro slowly took off his shirt while maintaining eye contact with her for a few seconds before she decided to look away. He then sat shirtless in front of her, his chiseled torso bearing faint scars from whatever secret battles he might have gotten hi
CHAPTER 45The dimly lit room reeked of cigarette smoke and sweat. The tension in the air was suffocating as Zach paced back and forth, his sharp features twisted in fury. The men he had sent to execute the mission stood before him, heads bowed, trembling under his piercing glare. "You had just one job,” Zach growled, his voice low but filled with venom. “One simple job, and you couldn’t even do that right.”One of the men, a wiry figure with a nervous twitch, attempted to speak. “Sir, we didn’t anticipate—” "Didn’t anticipate? Should that word even exist in your dictionary? What's up with you all and anticipation, huh?" Zach snapped, cutting him off. He slammed his fist onto the wooden table, the sound echoing through the room. “Do you think Alessandro gives second chances? Do you think I do?”The man shrank back, his eyes darting nervously to his companions. None of them dared to speak, knowing Zach’s temper could erupt at any moment.Zach leaned forward, his cold, dark eyes
CHAPTER 46Amelia’s heart pounded in her chest as she hastily threw on a coat after rummaging her clothes for something. She was going to take a few things with her, but that might cause unnecessary attention, so she overlooked them.The most important thing right now for her was to escape from this premises. She tiptoed out of Alessandro’s bedroom. Her mind was racing. What had she just discovered? Guns. Weapons. And her picture. Was she in danger? Was Alessandro planning something? Was he probably sent after her? She had no time to rationalize her fears. The room had been suffocating, and now all she could think about was getting away.She slipped down the hallway, keeping her movements as quiet as possible while also looking back anxiously. Deep in her heart, she was praying that Alessandro wouldn't get in her way. The penthouse was eerily silent, save for the occasional shuffle of a bodyguard outside. Swallowing her fear, she took a deep breath and approached the nearest guard.
CHAPTER 47Amelia groaned softly, her head pounding as though someone had taken a hammer to her skull. The sharp, scent of the air pricked at her nostrils, and when she tried to move, she realized with a jolt that her arms and legs were restrained. Panic gripped her as her eyes fluttered open to a dimly lit room. She could see her shadow on the concrete walls from a single, bare bulb hanging above her. Her breathing quickened, and her chest heaved as she tugged futilely against the ropes binding her wrists to the chair.Her heart pounded in her chest like a drumbeat, her fear swelling with every passing second. She blinked rapidly, trying to shake off the dizziness and piece together what had happened. The last thing she remembered was standing under the streetlights, crying into her phone while communicating with Luca, and then... a sharp pain, darkness, and now this.Her body trembled, and tears stung her eyes as she scanned the room. There was nothing comforting in her surrounding
CHAPTER 48Alessandro's mind raced as he paced the room, his fists clenched by his sides. The phone call he had just finished only amplified his worry. His thoughts were consumed by Amelia, and no matter how hard he tried to push them aside, his fear clawed at him, threatening to break through. For the first time in his life, he had a reason to be this fearful. Every moment that passed without any leads was another moment closer to losing her. The woman who had somehow slipped into his life and captured his heart was now in the hands of someone dangerous. Jack, a tech expert Alessandro had reluctantly called in, sat beside the computer, his fingers dancing over the keyboard. The hum of the machine filled the silence as he worked, the tension thickening in the room. "Where’s the signal coming from?" Alessandro demanded, his voice tight with impatience as he noticed the change on the screen. Jack didn't immediately answer. His eyes stayed glued to the screen as the map flickered
CHAPTER 49Amelia's heart had been racing all night, every sound or movement making her tense, only to realize it was just another trickle of time that passed with no sign of Alessandro.She lifted her head weakly as Zach approached, his footsteps echoing in the silent room. His gaze flickered over her, a look of cruel satisfaction dancing in his eyes as he set the tray down on the small table beside her. “Here,” he said with a mocking grin. “A little something to keep you going. Not that I expect you to enjoy it. I just don't want you to die when it isn't your time to do — yet.”Amelia didn’t move, her eyes locked on him with a mix of fear and defiance. She wasn’t hungry. She wasn’t sure if she’d ever be again. The lack of food or water didn’t matter when all she could think about was Alessandro, and how far away he felt in this moment. "Won't you eat?" Zach asked her. "What if you have poisoned it?" She spat out and Zach chuckled. "That's way too easy to get rid of yo
ALESSANDRO'S POVI walked back into the penthouse, my footsteps echoing through the walls of the house, each one heavier than the last. The space that once symbolized my control now felt suffocating, mocking me with its silence. Tossing my jacket onto the sofa, I began pacing, the agitation clawing at my chest.Where was she? Who had taken her?I hated the fact that I was helpless in this situation. I couldn't consider myself anything more than a failure.I ran a hand through my hair, trying to piece together any clue, any sign I might have missed. The questions wouldn’t stop circling my mind, a relentless storm that refused to let me rest. I dropped onto the sofa, elbows on my knees, hands clasped tightly together as I replayed the past few days in my head.Amelia. I could still hear her voice, soft and full of trust. Her smile had a way of easing the darkness in me, but now, the memory of it only made the guilt hit harder. She had trusted me, and I had failed her.I simply failed he
CHAPTER 90 Luca’s gentle insistence had caught Amelia off guard that morning. As they sat in the quiet corner of his sitting room, he leaned forward, earnest eyes fixed on her. “Amelia,” he said softly, “I think you should come to work for me at my company. At least for a while. I can promise you more stability and a place where you’re truly safe.”Amelia looked at him, her mind a whirlwind of conflicting thoughts. “I—I appreciate that Luca,” she stammered, “but… isn’t it too soon to make such a change?”Luca’s expression softened as he reached out and took her hand in his. “I’m not asking you to abandon everything, Amelia. I just want you to have an option—a safe place where you can breathe. I know what Alessandro has done to you… and I can’t stand the thought of you hurting anymore. This will also be a way for you to get your mind off him and be independent." Before she could respond further, the conversation was abruptly interrupted by the sound of heavy knocks on the d
CHAPTER 89Amelia was just beginning to settle into the quiet tension of Luca's house when the doorbell rang unexpectedly. Her heart leaped into her throat, and she hesitated for a brief moment before making her way to the door. Every nerve in her body was on edge—this wasn't part of the plan.When she opened the door, the last person she expected to see stood there with a bright, worried smile plastered across her face."Mia?" Amelia breathed, her voice barely above a whisper."Surprise!" Mia’s voice was cheerful, but her eyes quickly darkened with concern as she took in Amelia’s dishevelled appearance. Without waiting for an invitation, Mia stepped inside and enveloped Amelia in a tight hug. "I heard what happened. I couldn’t just sit around and do nothing."Amelia stiffened in her friend's arms, forcing herself to keep up the charade. "You didn’t have to come all the way here," she said with a shaky laugh. "I’m... managing."Mia pulled back just enough to search Amelia’s face, her
CHAPTER 88Amelia’s heart was still racing from the scene she had just witnessed. The stranger’s sudden visit had clearly rattled Luca, and no amount of his casual charm could hide the tension in his eyes. As he returned from the doorstep, shutting the door a little too quickly, Amelia decided to press gently. "Luca?" Her voice was soft, concerned, almost hesitant.He looked up, wearing that easy smile she had seen so many times before. "Yeah?"She took a careful step closer. "Is everything okay? You look tensed. Who was that person?"His jaw tightened, just for a second, but it was enough for her to notice. "Just some business. Nothing for you to worry about."The way he dismissed her question so casually made her stomach twist. "Business? At this hour? That's strange. Are you sure you're alright, Luca? One thing you can never do is to perfectly hide from me. You seemed… tense." She repeated. Luca chuckled, brushing past her like the conversation didn’t matter. "I am alright. T
CHAPTER 87Amelia's heart slammed against her ribs. No… not already.She froze mid-step, the weight of the accusation dragging her breath short. This couldn’t be happening. Not yet. She hadn’t even made it through a full day with Luca. Had she found her out?Her palms grew slick with sweat, and her eyes darted around for any way to spin this, any lie that could salvage the situation.But then… silence.Her eyes cautiously shifted toward the source of the voice, her pulse thudding against her throat. But lucky her!Luca wasn’t even looking at her. His back was turned, phone pressed against his ear. He was talking to someone else.The breath she didn’t realize she was holding slipped out in a quiet exhale. God, get a grip, Amelia.Her overactive imagination was going to ruin her before the mission even began.Swallowing the lump in her throat, she composed herself and crossed the room, careful not to draw attention to her sudden relief. Luca ended the call and turned to face her with a
CHAPTER 86THIRD PERSON'S POV Amelia stood outside Luca’s penthouse, her suitcase resting heavily beside her. Her shoulders slumped under the weight of exhaustion—physical, emotional, and psychological. The plan was set in motion, but it didn’t make the act of deceiving Luca any easier. "God help me." She muttered and wiped at her cheeks, smudging tears that weren’t entirely fake and took a deep breath before ringing the doorbell.Luca opened the door within seconds, his sharp features softening at the sight of her. His brows furrowed as his gaze scanned her messy hair, the dark circles beneath her eyes, and her trembling lips. "Amelia?” His voice was low, almost disbelieving. “What are you doing here? What happened? Why are you like this?" Without giving him the chance to hesitate, she threw herself into his arms. Her body shook with carefully crafted sobs. “You were right, Luca,” she whispered, her voice cracking. “Everything you said about Alessandro… it’s true.”Luca’s
CHAPTER 85.AMELIA'S POV “No.” I shook my head, my voice firm. “Absolutely not.” “Amelia—” “Are you insane?” I cut him off, standing up. “You want me to go back to him? Are you even listening to yourself right now, Alessandro? You could have just said that you wanted to get engaged to Isabelle instead of telling me to do such a thing.” "Amelia..." He tried to hold my hand but I decided to step back as I continued my words of anger towards him. "What do you even mean by I have to go back to Luca? As what? I wasn't even dating him, so in which manner am I going back to him? Make it make sense! We are nothing but friends, which I have managed to keep that way, so what the hell are you even saying?" "Amelia!" He half yelled and my eyes widened. But then his voice turned soft afterward, "Can you please listen to me without jumping to conclusions? You could have just easily asked me why I said that instead of responding this way."Okay, he was right about that. I clear
CHAPTER 84AMELIA'S POVI smiled as I watched my sister on the screen, her voice filling my quiet room with an energy I had missed. “…and then, Amelia, you won’t believe it! My professor actually said my paper was the best in class. Can you imagine? Me? The best in class?!”I chuckled, shaking my head. “Of course, I can imagine it. You’ve always been smart, Val.”She beamed. “Come on, don't call me that. It makes me feel shy."I shook my head, enjoying the teasing. "I can call you by any name that I want, darling. Momma gave you that name in her journal." "Blessed be the day you came across the name. I even thought you'd forgotten about it." "I have the sharpest memories, darling." "Of course." She rolled her eyes sarcastically while I sighed. "Anyway, it feels so good to hear it from someone else. I worked my ass off for that paper.” She let out a sigh and leaned back on her bed. The background of her dorm room looked slightly messy, with clothes tossed on t
CHAPTER 83Isabelle’s heels clicked against the polished marble floors of her family’s grand estate as she walked in, her fury barely contained. She had stormed out of the restaurant, furious at Alessandro for daring to think he could dictate the terms of their engagement.Although she had expected that he would play this kind of game with her considering the research she had done regarding who this Amelia girl was. However, hearing it from him today only infuriated her the more. She wasn't in love with Alessandro before. When he had come to her father's place to seek help years ago, she had only seen him as a young boy who wouldn't last long in this field. But then, all of a sudden, her father made a condition that he was going to marry her after getting engaged. Isabelle, thinking it was all a joke that wouldn't even come to pass, assured Alessandro that she was going to cut off the engagement later as her father wouldn't be able to go ahead and do anything else to her if she was
CHAPTER 82. Alessandro sat at the reserved table in an exclusive, dimly lit restaurant, his fingers tapping rhythmically against the polished wood. The weight of the situation pressed down on him, but he had already made up his mind. This had to end. Isabelle had to let him go. He would be careful with his words, but he wouldn’t back down.When the restaurant door swung open, Alessandro immediately recognized Isabelle’s presence before even seeing her. She had an aura of control, of dominance. She walked in like she owned the place, her designer heels clicking sharply against the floor. Dressed in a fitted red dress that hugged her body in all the right places, she smirked as she spotted him. “Alessandro,” she greeted, her voice dripping with fake sweetness as she took a seat across from him. “I was almost worried you wouldn’t show.”Alessandro didn’t respond to the teasing in her tone. Instead, he cut straight to the point. “We need to end this engagement, Isabelle.”Her smirk fa