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BIANCA’S POVThe drive to Viale was far calmer than I expected. Maybe it was because I knew Alessandro had made sure I was covered from every angle. The military guild members were already at the coffee shop and surrounding the street, hidden in plain sight. If anything went wrong, Alessandro was just a click away on the ring-like communicator. He'd been extremely adamant about that.I parked across the street from the coffee shop, scanning the area. It was quieter than I thought it would be, but that was possible because people tended not to drink coffee at night. There was a nightclub three minutes from the location, so most of the people moving about were milling into the club.I sighed. I was supposed to be enjoying quality mother-son time with Luca right then, but instead, I had to meet up with shady people to save my company. The text had been vague and ominous, completely contrasting the vibe of the coffee shop that was painted a relaxing cream color, giving it peaceful ambient
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TORIA'S POVThe sight of Bianca flustered and touching that ridiculous ring like it was some sort of safety blanket, filled me with a smug satisfaction I hadn’t felt in a long time. She’d come in so sure of herself and continued bantering with me like she had the upper hand. But the truth was, I had her exactly where I wanted her.Bianca’s face was the perfect picture of forced calm as she looked at me, her fingers still brushing over that ridiculous ring. I watched as her bravado crumbled, piece by piece. Her confidence, that irritating little smirk, was all fading now, leaving nothing but raw fear. It was intoxicating.I allowed a small, satisfied smile to curl my lips as I leaned back in my seat. She had banked on the people she told bailing her out, but if my men were too strong, what use were her puny useless friends? There was no one who could swoop in and rescue her. The power was mine, as it was meant to be.“I’m going to give you one more chance, Bianca,” I said, my voice ooz
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BIANCA’S POVAs I stepped out into the fresh air, I finally let out a breath of relief. I hadn’t known the guild members had replaced Toria’s men without her knowing; all that kept me calm in that room was the unrelenting faith that Alessandro wouldn’t fail.Giovanni stepped out of the coffee shop and came up behind me, no doubt coming to gloat about how awesome his acting was. His acting was too awesome for my liking; that gun had been right behind my head. I had been utterly terrified.I turned around and glared at Giovanni, arms crossed, eyes narrowed in irritation. He had removed the mask covering his face and now grinned down at me like a mischievous puppy, his face entirely too relaxed for someone who had just put a gun to my head again.“For the love of God, Giovanni,” I scolded, delivering a light smack to his shoulder. “You have to stop doing that.”Giovanni let out a dramatic sigh, rubbing the spot where my hand had connected with his body. “Doing what, sister-in-law? Saving
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BIANCA’S POVGiovanni turned around before me, and the only other time I had seen his face so cold was when I first met him. He held my arm just as I was about to follow, as if telling me it wasn’t someone I needed to acknowledge—like I didn’t already know that.“You’ve moved on from my man, and now you’re leeching on his little brother?” Sophia’s voice was filled with mockery. I cursed the patience and peace in my bloodstream that prevented me from smashing her head into the glass window beside me. I could already picture the scene vividly in my head.She dared to target my precious little darling and stand in front of me. I couldn’t get over it no matter how hard I tried. What would I have done if Alessandro’s men hadn’t been there to save my baby all those times she sent men after him? I could have lost my baby. That thought always recurred every time I even thought about her.“She’s not worth your time, G—”“If my name fully drops from that swamp-hole you call a mouth, I will muti
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GIOVANNI’S POV I hated the waiting period of an ambush. Bianca was, yet again, meeting someone ominous, and my brother had decided to make me head the mission because of how good a job I did the last time. Thankfully, it had been a false alarm, and Bianca and I ended up sitting outside a fancy-looking café that overlooked the gorgeous view of Lake Garda. Bianca was silent, with a small smile on her face, like she was enjoying the view and everything life had to offer. I wondered when I would get that kind of look on my face too. I always knew I’d enjoy hanging out with Bianca. She was basically my brother, with fewer death threats and a better eye for fashion. Not to say there was anything wrong with Alessandro’s style, but he just couldn’t compare to someone who actively owned an entire fashion brand. The clothes she bought were easy to wash and comfortable to put on, just as I liked them. They were also dark-toned, and I gladly chalked that up to her slight color blindness. I h
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GIOVANNI’S POVFor some reason, Bianca had stopped letting me drive, so I had to sit in the passenger seat and glare outside the window when all I actually wanted was to do something with my hands. I hated having nothing to do.“I saw your biggest fan yesterday,” Bianca said, snapping me out of my restlessness. Biggest fan? Who could that be? I had a lot of fans—people enjoyed my travel blogs, and I was a Moretti; things like that tended to happen—but I didn’t know how Bianca judged them well enough to determine that one was the biggest. Well, except Luca. He was the only one I’d believe to be my biggest fan.“Who? And how do you know they’re my biggest fan? I have millions,” I subtly bragged. Bianca made a face at me before answering, her eyes steadfast on the road. I always wondered why people treated driving like a serious job. To me, driving was like walking—it should be casual and relaxing, without the need to monitor the road so much.Everyone I’d ever driven with complained abo
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GIOVANNI’S POVWhat Bianca needed to do, unfortunately, involved Darren, and they both strolled into her office, talking about something I obviously didn’t understand. Business etiquette demanded that I shouldn’t enter along with them.“Toss me your employee card, Darren,” I said, making grabby hands. He looked at me in confusion, and I rolled my eyes, walking toward him to remove it myself.“Hey, wait, what do you need my card for?” he asked, guarding it like it was a million-dollar check.“I want to explore, and they’d think I’m a customer if I don’t use your card,” I replied, still trying to pry it out of his tightly closed hands. Bianca smiled mischievously, and I became slightly worried.“If you let him take it from you, you can forget your Christmas bonus,” she said, folding her arms and grinning. I glared at her. What kind of sister-in-law did this to her beloved brother?“If you touch my bonus, I’ll smother you in your sleep,” Darren shot back, stepping away with his hands wou
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BIANCA’S POV Three months later, I was halfway through drafting an email when the door to my office cracked open. “Mommy, can I come in?” Luca’s voice rang out, all sweetness and patience that I knew wouldn’t last long. I looked up from my desk to see my six-year-old poking his head around the door, his brown curls slightly mussed from running around. Behind him, Alessandro leaned casually against the doorframe, his usual composed demeanor tempered by the amused smile playing at his lips. “Are you alone?” I teased, arching a brow. “Or are you bringing trouble with you?” Luca giggled and stepped in, revealing Lazarro trailing behind him. The ten-year-old was holding a bag that looked suspiciously like it contained illegal items, but he was a ten-year-old, how much trouble could he bring along? “Trouble is relative,” Alessandro quipped, stepping into the room and pressing a kiss to the top of my head. “And you’re the king of it,” I shot back with a smirk. Luca climbed onto my lap
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LIMARI’S POVThe conversation had become a tangled mess of pleasantries, small talk, and carefully crafted smiles. It was all just so… predictable. I could feel the eyes on me, but not in the way I wanted. Tonight was supposed to be mine—mine to shine, mine to be the center of attention. I had worked hard for this, after all. I was the newest Dobre, the woman Samuel had chosen, the one who would help bring the family into the new age. I wasn’t just attending this gala; I was the gala.And yet, despite everything, my heart still thudded uneasily in my chest. The sensation wasn’t from Samuel, who stood tall beside me, a constant presence as calm as ever. No, the feeling came from Ricardo, Ricardo of all people, who, of course, had shown up looking effortlessly handsome, as though he hadn’t even tried. And, worse yet, he was with… her.Linda Collins.She stood beside him, the actress and writer who had quietly slipped into the crowd as though she owned it. People had already begun to rec
