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EdwinaโMy legs are sore,โ Isabella whines after three hours of walking, being dragged into every clothing and jewellery store by Luna.I am more than surprised that Isabella has managed to put up with her shopaholic sister in her condition because I can also feel my legs slowly giving out beneath me.โYeah, sheโs right, Luna. We need to at least rest. We wouldnโt want Isabella dropping dead any moment now,โ I sigh, hungry and exhausted.โSheโs pregnant, not dying. Now come,โ Luna scoffs, rolling her eyes before dragging us into the Louis Vuitton store.โI swear this family makes me want to murder people,โ Isabella growls lowly, clearly on the brink of rage, and I cannot tell if itโs her pregnancy hormones acting up.I chuckle as we step into the store, everything around us screaming money, but knowing Raffaele, he wouldnโt care less if I bought the entire place. Considering how rich the man is, he probably wouldnโt even notice.Luna leads us toward the lingerie section, and my brow fu
EdwinaSuddenly, the air turns cold, an eerie stillness settling between us. The only sound is Raffaeleโs ragged breathing, sharp and uneven, filling the space with unspoken tension. I stand in silence, watching the man I love as his mind twists itself into knots, crafting every worst-case scenario of what I might be hiding from him. His shoulders are taut, his entire body coiled like a spring ready to snap."Baby," I whisper, finally gathering the courage to approach him. His back is turned to me, every muscle in his frame tense, rigid.He doesnโt say a word, doesnโt even acknowledge my presence. Slowly, I wrap my arms around his torso, pressing myself against him. He flinches at first but then gradually relaxes, his body melting into my touch.I press a soft kiss between his shoulder blades, my lips lingering as my hands slide gently up and down his chest, trying to ease the tension locked within him. "Do you trust me?" I murmur against his skin."You know I do," he growls, his voice
EdwinaThe morning air is cool against my skin as I stir awake, instinctively reaching out to the other side of the bed. My fingers meet nothing but cold sheets. Raffaele is gone. Not just recently, but long enough for the warmth of his body to have completely faded. A sigh escapes me as I stare up at the ceiling, my mind already tangled in the weight of the day ahead.How am I supposed to pull this offโleaving with Marianoโs men without anyone in this house realizing?I sit up slowly, rubbing the sleep from my eyes, and notice one of Raffaeleโs shirts crumpled at the edge of the bed. Without thinking, I grab it and slip it over my head, inhaling the lingering scent of him. It grounds me, even as guilt churns deep in my stomach. I shouldnโt be indulging in this, in him. Not when I know whatโs coming.The shrill ring of my phone jolts me from my thoughts. I roll over, snatching it off the nightstand, and barely have time to brace myself before Krysโs voice explodes through the speaker.
EdwinaI stand in front of our bedroom mirror, admiring the way the red gown hugs my body, accentuating my hourglass figure. My hair is straightened, a new look for me since itโs usually curly and bouncing off my shoulders. My fingers toy with the delicate necklace resting on my collarbone just as the bedroom door opens, revealing a dressed-up Raffaele.Our eyes connect through the mirror as he strides toward me, his gaze dark and intense. His strong arms wrap around my waist, pulling me back against his firm chest. I take in his appearanceโjet-black suit tailored to perfection, crisp white shirt, no tie. He looks devastatingly handsome, and my heart flutters at the sight.โYou look beautiful, Tesoro,โ he murmurs, his voice laced with admiration.I blush under his heated gaze. โThank you.โWith a swift motion, he turns me in his arms, causing me to squeal in surprise. The scent of his cologneโwoodsy and intoxicatingโfills my senses, making my knees weak. I notice how heโs shaved his us
EdwinaWe sit in silence, the air between us thick with unspoken words and simmering tension. My body tightens with frustration at Raffaeleโs insinuationโhowever subtleโthat I might not be telling him the truth."Why do I feel like you think Iโm lying to you?" I ask, my voice sharp, and defensive. I canโt stop myself. His doubt wounds me in ways I can't explain.His brows furrow, his confusion evident. "I donโt, Tesoro. Where is this even coming from?"I let out a bitter laugh, taking a step away from him, needing distance. "Yes, you do. Ever since I went to the mall with your sisters, youโve been acting like Iโm hiding something from you!" My voice rises, my restraint finally snapping.Raffaele clenches his fists at his sides, his expression darkening. "Are you hiding something from me, Tesoro?" His voice is eerily calm, but thereโs something lethal in the way he says it, venom curling around each word.The question cuts deep. It confirms my worst fearโthat he truly does not trust me.
RaffaeleThe moment the question leaves my lips, I see the way Edwinaโs body stiffens, her eyes flashing with a flicker of panic before she quickly mouths her expression. I try not to read too much into it, reminding myself that Iโve already made her feel like I donโt trust herโwhen in reality, the opposite is true. I trust her with my life. The last thing I want is to create more distance between us, to push her away even further.โCome here,โ I tell her softly, my gaze locked onto hers. She hesitates for a moment before taking a step forward, but itโs not close enough. โCloser, Tesoro,โ I murmur, my voice dipping an octave lower, filled with quiet demand.She obeys, stepping into my space, and I waste no time pulling her into my lap, her legs straddling me. The moment her sweet lilac scent fills my senses, I feel a tension within me loosen. Burying my face into the curve of her neck, I tighten my hold on her, the steady rhythm of her heartbeat soothing the fire within me.โYou smell
EdwinaImmediately I head out of Raffaele's office, I make my way across the house, holding my new phone box in my hand. I shake my head in amusement, chuckling at how Raffaele loves to spend money on me without hesitation. My laughter is short-lived when I realize Vincenzo is standing right across from me, arms crossed, an amused smirk playing on his lips."Should I be worried that you are laughing by yourself?" he asks, his tone laced with curiosity and amusement."Maybe," I reply, a smirk tugging at my lips.Vincenzo chuckles, shaking his head as he steps around me, heading towards wherever he is going."Where are you going?" I ask, curiosity getting the best of me."Just headed out to sort some business," he says, his voice casual, but his pace quickens as if he doesnโt want to linger on the topic. Before I can press further, he disappears down the hall.Sighing, I turn on my heel and go to Raffaeleโs room. Sitting on the edge of the bed, I stare at the sleek box in my hands, but m
EdwinaI remain frozen on the spot, my eyes locking onto Raffaeleโs darkened gaze as he winces, clutching his shirt, which is rapidly soaking with blood.โCosa รจ successo?โ Eleanoraโs voice slices through the tension, her face contorting into a deep frown as she hurries towards her son. Raffaele leans heavily against the counter, Giovanni to his left, Rodriguez to his right, all three men radiating unease. ( What happened?)โIโm fine, madre,โ Raffaele grunts, though his voice is tight with pain. Eleanora places a gentle kiss on his forehead, but his sharp green eyes never leave mine. ( Mother)โThank God you are here. The man is as stubborn as they come, princessa, and only you will be able to help him clean up since he refuses to let anyone else near him,โ Alessandroโs voice sounds beside me, pulling my gaze away from Raffaele.I nod, unable to speak, my throat tightening with an emotion I canโt quite place. Slowly, hesitantly, I step forward, my movements cautious as I take Raffaeleโ
๐๐ Authorโs Note ๐๐And just like thatโฆ Weโve REACHED THE END ๐ญ๐ฅ I canโt believe itโs over! This book has been a wild rollercoaster ๐ขโlove, heartbreak, betrayal, revenge, and so many twists and turns! I have poured my heart and soul into every chapter, and seeing you all laugh, cry, scream, and fall in love with these characters has been magical โจ๐.But letโs get one thing straight... Raffaeleโs story is FAR from over. ๐๐ If you thought this book was intense, trust me, the next one is going to be even darker, deadlier, and more dangerous. Revenge is coming, and Raffaele Marcello? He is NOT the kind of man to let his enemies get away with stealing everything from him. Prepare yourselves. ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ Before we talk about the next book, I just want to sayโฆ THANK YOU. ๐To every one of you who picked up this book, read just one chapter (and then couldnโt stop ๐), stayed up way too late ๐โณ, fell in love ๐, cried your eyes out ๐ญ, threw your phone across the room ๐ฑ๐ฅ, and left me
RaffaeleSomething is bothering my Tesoro. I know her well enough to understand that sheโs too stubborn to talk about it until sheโs ready, but I canโt shake the feeling that sheโs hiding something. Ever since we landed in Italy, sheโs been acting strangely, and the thought that she doesnโt want me to find out why gnaws at me.Iโve been trained to read emotions, to see through deception. And Edwinaโmy Edwinaโhas been lying to me for weeks. She may think sheโs hiding it well, but I see right through her. Iโve tried to stay calm, to act as though it doesnโt bother me, but deep inside, Iโm furious. I love her, but lying is where I draw the line.Closing the door to our bedroom, I make my way to my office, determined to drown myself in work. I call for Gio, needing to clear my mind and, more importantly, to get some answers.A sharp knock sounds at the door, interrupting my focus as I sift through an overwhelming number of emails. Running a frustrated hand through my hair, I grunt, โCome i
EdwinaTonight is the night. I will have my driver on standby, waiting to take you to the airport. And make sure to keep Raffaele away from this, or someone will die tonight, Bellissima. Make sure to do as you are told to avoid someone's blood being on your hands.xx Yours truly.The moment my eyes scan the message on my screen, my blood runs cold. Tonight is the night I will leave Raffaeleโto protect him, to protect his men.I inhale sharply, trying to regulate my breathing, willing my pounding heart to steady itself. I can't afford to panic, not now, not with Raffaele just a few steps away in the shower, oblivious to the storm brewing right outside our door."Hey, are you okay?" Raffaeleโs deep voice pulls me out of my frantic thoughts, and I lift my gaze to see him standing before me, already dressed, his fingers skillfully buttoning his dress shirt.I force a smile, locking my phone and tossing it onto the bed, as though discarding my fear along with it. "Yeah," I lie, my voice tig
EdwinaI remain frozen on the spot, my eyes locking onto Raffaeleโs darkened gaze as he winces, clutching his shirt, which is rapidly soaking with blood.โCosa รจ successo?โ Eleanoraโs voice slices through the tension, her face contorting into a deep frown as she hurries towards her son. Raffaele leans heavily against the counter, Giovanni to his left, Rodriguez to his right, all three men radiating unease. ( What happened?)โIโm fine, madre,โ Raffaele grunts, though his voice is tight with pain. Eleanora places a gentle kiss on his forehead, but his sharp green eyes never leave mine. ( Mother)โThank God you are here. The man is as stubborn as they come, princessa, and only you will be able to help him clean up since he refuses to let anyone else near him,โ Alessandroโs voice sounds beside me, pulling my gaze away from Raffaele.I nod, unable to speak, my throat tightening with an emotion I canโt quite place. Slowly, hesitantly, I step forward, my movements cautious as I take Raffaeleโ
EdwinaImmediately I head out of Raffaele's office, I make my way across the house, holding my new phone box in my hand. I shake my head in amusement, chuckling at how Raffaele loves to spend money on me without hesitation. My laughter is short-lived when I realize Vincenzo is standing right across from me, arms crossed, an amused smirk playing on his lips."Should I be worried that you are laughing by yourself?" he asks, his tone laced with curiosity and amusement."Maybe," I reply, a smirk tugging at my lips.Vincenzo chuckles, shaking his head as he steps around me, heading towards wherever he is going."Where are you going?" I ask, curiosity getting the best of me."Just headed out to sort some business," he says, his voice casual, but his pace quickens as if he doesnโt want to linger on the topic. Before I can press further, he disappears down the hall.Sighing, I turn on my heel and go to Raffaeleโs room. Sitting on the edge of the bed, I stare at the sleek box in my hands, but m
RaffaeleThe moment the question leaves my lips, I see the way Edwinaโs body stiffens, her eyes flashing with a flicker of panic before she quickly mouths her expression. I try not to read too much into it, reminding myself that Iโve already made her feel like I donโt trust herโwhen in reality, the opposite is true. I trust her with my life. The last thing I want is to create more distance between us, to push her away even further.โCome here,โ I tell her softly, my gaze locked onto hers. She hesitates for a moment before taking a step forward, but itโs not close enough. โCloser, Tesoro,โ I murmur, my voice dipping an octave lower, filled with quiet demand.She obeys, stepping into my space, and I waste no time pulling her into my lap, her legs straddling me. The moment her sweet lilac scent fills my senses, I feel a tension within me loosen. Burying my face into the curve of her neck, I tighten my hold on her, the steady rhythm of her heartbeat soothing the fire within me.โYou smell
EdwinaWe sit in silence, the air between us thick with unspoken words and simmering tension. My body tightens with frustration at Raffaeleโs insinuationโhowever subtleโthat I might not be telling him the truth."Why do I feel like you think Iโm lying to you?" I ask, my voice sharp, and defensive. I canโt stop myself. His doubt wounds me in ways I can't explain.His brows furrow, his confusion evident. "I donโt, Tesoro. Where is this even coming from?"I let out a bitter laugh, taking a step away from him, needing distance. "Yes, you do. Ever since I went to the mall with your sisters, youโve been acting like Iโm hiding something from you!" My voice rises, my restraint finally snapping.Raffaele clenches his fists at his sides, his expression darkening. "Are you hiding something from me, Tesoro?" His voice is eerily calm, but thereโs something lethal in the way he says it, venom curling around each word.The question cuts deep. It confirms my worst fearโthat he truly does not trust me.
EdwinaI stand in front of our bedroom mirror, admiring the way the red gown hugs my body, accentuating my hourglass figure. My hair is straightened, a new look for me since itโs usually curly and bouncing off my shoulders. My fingers toy with the delicate necklace resting on my collarbone just as the bedroom door opens, revealing a dressed-up Raffaele.Our eyes connect through the mirror as he strides toward me, his gaze dark and intense. His strong arms wrap around my waist, pulling me back against his firm chest. I take in his appearanceโjet-black suit tailored to perfection, crisp white shirt, no tie. He looks devastatingly handsome, and my heart flutters at the sight.โYou look beautiful, Tesoro,โ he murmurs, his voice laced with admiration.I blush under his heated gaze. โThank you.โWith a swift motion, he turns me in his arms, causing me to squeal in surprise. The scent of his cologneโwoodsy and intoxicatingโfills my senses, making my knees weak. I notice how heโs shaved his us
EdwinaThe morning air is cool against my skin as I stir awake, instinctively reaching out to the other side of the bed. My fingers meet nothing but cold sheets. Raffaele is gone. Not just recently, but long enough for the warmth of his body to have completely faded. A sigh escapes me as I stare up at the ceiling, my mind already tangled in the weight of the day ahead.How am I supposed to pull this offโleaving with Marianoโs men without anyone in this house realizing?I sit up slowly, rubbing the sleep from my eyes, and notice one of Raffaeleโs shirts crumpled at the edge of the bed. Without thinking, I grab it and slip it over my head, inhaling the lingering scent of him. It grounds me, even as guilt churns deep in my stomach. I shouldnโt be indulging in this, in him. Not when I know whatโs coming.The shrill ring of my phone jolts me from my thoughts. I roll over, snatching it off the nightstand, and barely have time to brace myself before Krysโs voice explodes through the speaker.