CHAPTER 59AMELIA'S POV.I sat stiffly in the plush chair across from the woman who introduced herself as Maria. She had kind eyes and a soft smile, but I wasn’t fooled. Alessandro had sent me to her, and that alone made me wary.The memory of our earlier conversation was still fresh in my mind.[FLASHBACK]Alessandro had walked into my room that morning with his domineering presence. He was dressed in all black, as usual, his shirt unbuttoned at the top, revealing a hint of the tattoo inked onto his skin. "What is it?" I calmly asked him. "I booked a session for you with a therapist,” he had said, his voice measured.I paused and then let out a cold laugh, shaking my head. “A therapist? I can't believe it. You must really think I’m mad.”His jaw tightened, but he didn’t snap at me. “That’s not what I think.” "Then why? Why would you do that if not because you think I appear foolish to you?” I folded my arms, leaning against the pillows. "Amelia, please don't twist my wor
CHAPTER 60.AMELIA'S POV.The moment I saw my phone sitting on the nightstand, my heart nearly stopped.It hadn’t been there before.For weeks, I had been disconnected from the outside world, my only interactions limited to Alessandro and the people in his house. But now, my phone was here, as if it had never been taken in the first place.Swallowing, I picked it up, my fingers trembling slightly as I unlocked the screen. My breath caught when I saw the missed calls—dozens of them.All from my younger sister.Before I could hesitate, the phone rang again, vibrating aggressively in my hand. I didn't even have to look at the caller ID. I knew it was her.Taking a deep breath, I pressed answer and barely had the chance to say anything before her voice exploded through the speaker. "AMELIA, YOU DAUGHTER OF...!" She paused. I could feel the heat of her anger coming from the other side. "WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?!”I flinched, pulling the phone away from my ear for a second.
CHAPTER 61AMELIA'S POVI was standing in front of the mirror, holding my bag and checking my outfit for the last time as I prepared to go and see Maria for what seemed to be our last meeting as she needed to attend a friend's wedding. I could say that I was starting to recover and starting to get used to this kind of life that had forcefully barged itself into my life. I had no choice but to face it. Just like Maria had said, even though none of what had happened was my fault, however, my reactions or choice of what to do in response to what has happened alongside the results that come out of choosing to do such is totally my responsibility. I got a new journal like she recommended and got down to writing about my feelings. The more I wrote about them, the more I was beginning to have clarity in my life. Some things are just above our control so when we discover that there's nothing we can do about it to change things around, we simply have to change our mindset to paint things g
CHAPTER 62.ALESSANDRO'S POVThe night is too quiet.I stand by the window of my study, the city stretching out below me, the glow of streetlights flickering against the glass. Normally, I find comfort in the darkness, in the silence that comes with power. But tonight, all I can think about is her.Amelia.She’s here, under my roof, but she feels farther away than ever. I keep my distance, knowing she doesn’t want me near, but every time I close my eyes, I see her face. The look of betrayal in her eyes still lingers like a scar I can’t erase.I run a hand through my hair, exhaling heavily. I’ve never felt like this before—this gnawing need, this damn ache inside my chest. I thought wanting a woman was simple. But she’s anything but simple. She’s fire, and I walked straight into the flames without realizing I’d burn.Watching HerI saw her today.She didn’t know I was watching when she stepped into the office and back to work like nothing had happened. But I knew better. I could see th
CHAPTER 63.Mia’s loud gasp echoed through the phone. "SO YOU MEAN TO TELL ME THAT YOU’VE BEEN WITH A MAFIA BOSS THIS WHOLE TIME?”Amelia winced and held the phone away from her ear. Mia—” "No, Amelia! Do you understand how crazy this is?” Mia’s voice was laced with shock, concern, and just a hint of betrayal. “I was going out of my mind, worried sick about you, and now I find out you’ve been tangled up with—”Amelia sighed. “I know. I should have told you sooner. I also didn't realize it until the whole situation just happened. "Sooner?” Mia scoffed. “Girl, you should have told me the moment you got caught up in this mess! I mean, I understand that there was no way, but still...What if something happened to you? What if—” She paused, her breath shaky. "I shouldn't have had this conversation with you on the phone. You’re really safe, right? You are not just lying to me, are you?" "Yes. I am safe.” Amelia’s voice softened. “I promise.”Mia exhaled. “I swear, you’re
CHAPTER 64. "I know that I have asked this before, but I..." she exhaled and then continued while clenching the spoon in between her fingers, "How many people have you killed?” Amelia’s voice was barely above a whisper.Alessandro didn’t flinch. He set down his glass, his fingers tracing the rim as he held her gaze to give her an honest answer. “More than I can count.”Her stomach twisted, but she didn’t look away. "I don't do so willingly or for fun,” he admitted. “I was born into it and for me to survive and protect the ones I care about and those that have been working for me, I have to do it. Moreover, in this world, there's no right or wrong. No one is innocent. If you don't attack first, prepare to defend. That's the rule.”Amelia searched his face, looking past the cold exterior. There was something deeper there—exhaustion, maybe even regret. "I understand,” she finally said.For a brief second, something soft flickered in his eyes.Amelia wasn't interested in prea
CHAPTER 65.Amelia stood in front of her mirror, adjusting the collar of her blouse. She barely heard Mia’s voice over the phone, teasing her about the date. Her mind was still stuck on last night—the way Alessandro had kissed her, the way he had held her like she was something fragile yet precious.She swallowed hard as heat crept up her neck. Why was she blushing?Shaking off the thoughts, she grabbed her purse and stepped out of the room, only to be met with the sight of Alessandro already seated at the dining table. A warm, knowing smile tugged at his lips as he leaned back in his chair, watching her every move. "Good morning, amore," he greeted, his deep voice laced with amusement.Amelia rolled her eyes playfully but couldn't stop the flutter in her stomach. "You're up early." "As usual, I couldn't miss the chance to have breakfast with my girlfriend."She paused mid-step and raised her brows at him. "Girlfriend?"Alessandro stood, walking toward her with a slow, deliberat
CHAPTER 66.Her heels clicked against the floors, her heart pounding with every determined step she took inside the office. The rage bubbling inside her threatened to consume her, but she held it in—barely.She knew where to find him.And just as she expected, Alessandro was seated in his office, relaxing in his chair with a file in his hand. The moment she entered, his eyes shifted toward her, calm and unreadable.But she wasn’t calm. "What did you do, Alessandro? You had Luca locked up?"Her voice came out sharp, accusing.Alessandro took a slow sip of his drink before setting it down on the table beside him. Then, as if her words carried no weight at all, he leaned back in his chair, watching her. "Hmm." He answered. Something about his tone—casual, unapologetic—made her blood boil. "You—" She clenched her fists, stepping closer. "You had him arrested. You kept him locked away for weeks, and you didn’t think to tell me?"Alessandro exhaled, standing up. He was tall, b
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