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Lily MontgomerySasha stepped out of the car slowly, like someone afraid of being recognized even by the trees.Her eyes scanned the surroundings as if she still lived in captivity. Slouched shoulders, a sharp gaze — Sasha was no longer the girl I rescued from Orlov's house.She now looked like a shadow that had learned how to survive.“Sasha,” I called.She hesitated, like my name from the past had lost all meaning. But when she saw me — really saw me — her eyes faltered.“You’re okay…” she murmured.I took a step forward. “And still pregnant,” I added, with a tired half-smile.She let out a breath, almost laughing, almost crying. Then she walked toward me with firm steps and… hugged me.It was a strange hug. Too tight, like someone holding on for dear life, someone who hadn’t trusted anyone in a long time.Her scent still carried traces of fear. But there was something new now too. Fury. A desire to live.“Thank you,” she whispered in my ear. “If you hadn’t shown up… I’d still be th
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Lily MontgomeryThe next morning, I woke up with a dry throat, a sore body, and a mind on fire.I had dreamed of Matteo. Or at least... his touch.In the dream, he held my hand so tightly it hurt. But when I called his name, he simply vanished.When I opened my eyes, Sasha was already on the porch, sitting on the low wall, sipping black coffee from an old glass cup."Did you sleep?" I asked, joining her."A little," she replied. "I dreamed I was killing Orlov."I sat beside her, pulling the blanket over my shoulders."Nice dream."She gave a crooked smile."Are you sure you want to do this?""Are you backing out?""Not even dead."We sat in silence for a moment, staring at the tall trees in front of the house. The world seemed too calm for the war we were about to start."We’ll need a map. Equipment. And access," she said, more serious now. "That house is protected by sensors and thermal cameras. Orlov uses it like a vault of souls. He won’t make it easy.""And armed security?""Only
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Matteo SalvatoreMy body was intact, but my soul... torn apart.I’d been sleeping for days with a gun at my waist and her name clenched between my teeth.Lily.The world kept spinning around me, but I was stuck.Stuck in her absence.Stuck in the uncertainty of not knowing if she was alive... or just hiding from me.The phone vibrated on the marble table in the hall. Unknown number. No location.I answered on the second ring.Nothing.Silence.But not just any silence.It was a loaded silence.Full of breath.A breath I knew like my own.That delicate pause between fear and courage.That way of breathing with your chest tight, like you want to speak, but you can't.I closed my eyes, gripping the phone so tightly my knuckles turned white.“Lily…”Nothing.But she was there.I knew it.It wasn’t my imagination. It wasn’t paranoia. It was her.And she was alive.“If you’re listening... please, don’t give up. I’m looking for you. And I won’t stop. Not even if hell opens up in front of me.
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The sound of the door exploding still echoed in my ears. The man lying on the floor, with blood splattering across the room, seemed unreal. But all of it was more than real.Andrei was coming, and we were no longer safe, not even in the most isolated place we had.Dimitri stood still for a moment, his hand firmly gripping the gun. Sasha was standing beside me, her gaze sharper than ever. She knew. Something was wrong. But what?Dimitri didn’t give us time for more questions. He looked at the fallen intruder and then at me.“We need to leave. Now,” he said, with no emotion. He was no longer the protective grandfather. He was the leader.Sasha walked over to the man’s body and pulled the pendant from his neck, still stained with blood. The first thing I saw was the letter A engraved with an old-fashioned, familiar style.“This is from my son,” Dimitri said, his voice choked but firm. “Andrei has more people than we imagined.”My breath caught in my throat. Andrei.He wasn’t just after m
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Matteo SalvatoreAlmost five months.Almost half a year had passed while I was away from Lily, missing the entire pregnancy phase of my child.All this time, we’d been fighting to clear her name and prove her innocence, but for every door that opened, another slammed shut.The walls of the penthouse felt like they were closing in on me.Thirty-two floors above the world, and yet, I felt buried alive."The FBI agent is here, boss," Paolo whispered."Send him in," I nodded.The report was on the table. Marcus Taylor had delivered it by hand—straight from the hell he dug up in the Russian mafia’s underworld."It’s all there, Salvatore," he said, tossing the folder onto the tinted glass. "Lily was framed. And the order came directly from Andrei Antonov."I didn’t respond right away. My hands were clenched, as if the blood inside me needed to be contained until I could pour it out in revenge.Taylor wasn’t one to exaggerate. If he said it, it meant he had proof.He pulled out a stapled bun
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Lily MontgomeryThe gunshot echoed through the warehouse like a dry thunderclap.The bullet hit the center of the paper target with precision. I took half a step back, drew a deep breath, and aimed again.Another shot.I had improved. Changed. A lot. And that was terrifying.My fingers no longer trembled when holding a gun. My breathing stayed steady between shots. There was no more hesitation when pulling the trigger. Because I couldn’t afford to hesitate anymore.“Sixteen hits out of eighteen, Ms. Antonov,” one of the guards beside me said, clipboard in hand.“Montgomery,” I corrected, without taking my eyes off the target. “I’m still Montgomery.”He nodded silently. But everyone there knew. I was Lily Romano, yes. Luigi’s legitimate daughter. Dimitri’s heir. The woman now running part of New York’s operations—without anyone knowing.“Another round, ma’am?” he asked.“No. I’ve trained enough for today.”I holstered the gun at my side, hidden beneath a gray coat. I walked through the
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Continued..He looked at me for a long moment.I looked back.It was him.And it was me.But we weren’t the same anymore.“You look different,” he said, his voice low, hesitant.“So do you,” I replied.The silence between us was heavy, thick. Like time itself had frozen, trying to force us to remember who we were before the war.His eyes dropped to my belly. They stayed there, fixed. And I felt it—like he was touching me without laying a hand on me. I saw the shine in his eyes. I saw the question he couldn’t form.“It’s a boy,” I whispered.Matteo swallowed hard. The envelope in his hand trembled slightly.“You shouldn’t be here,” I said, lowering my gaze. “If the police find out… if someone followed you…”“Lily…”“No.” I took a deep breath. “I can’t put you at risk. I can’t lose you too.”“You’re not going to lose me,” he said without thinking. His gaze burned into mine. “You never did.”I took one step closer. Just one.“You don’t understand. I spend my days looking over my shoulder
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Matteo Salvatore The first rays of sunlight slipped through the half-open curtain like silent hands, drawing golden lines across the sheets.The light touched her face before it reached mine.Lily.My chest loosened the moment I saw her. Sleeping. Breathing.But it didn’t last.She jolted awake, and before I could say a word, her arm swung around my neck and pressed tight. Her knee came up, ready to defend.“Lily!” I choked out. “It’s me!”Her eyes widened. Her muscles froze for a second... and then she let go.She pulled back, panting, her eyes full of panic.“I’m sorry… God… I—” She covered her face with both hands. “I thought—”“It’s okay.” I adjusted myself on the bed, rubbing my neck. “You were alone for a long time.”She didn’t answer. Just sat at the edge of the bed, like she was still trying to convince her body it was finally safe.“You’ve really changed, huh?” I murmured, trying to soften things, but it didn’t come out the way I meant.“Yes,” she said, still not looking at
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The car moved silently along the dirt road cutting through the countryside, surrounded by tall trees and a low fog that looked like it came straight out of an old movie. Matteo drove with one hand, the other resting on my thigh, as if to remind me that we were still here. Together.“He’s going to test you,” I said, staring out the window. “He’ll provoke you. And if you respond, the war starts right there.”“He’s not the first father of a woman who’s hated me, ragazza,” Matteo replied with a crooked smile. “But maybe the first who commands a private army.”I frowned.“And who’s the other woman you had?”“I was joking, darling.”“He’s my grandfather. And if I love you, he’ll like you.”“And you trust him?” Matteo raised his eyebrows. “Even though his son set you up, and he faked his death for years, never reaching out to your mother?”It took me a moment to answer. Not because I wasn’t sure — but because the answer was deeper than simple words could express.“Yes, I trust him. He saved
In the arms of My mafia Ex 66
The smell of coffee filled the kitchen like an old memory. Strong, bitter, comforting.Matteo was leaning against the doorframe, his hair still messy, shirt unbuttoned, and that look in his eyes—lighter, maybe... but only on the outside. Inside, I knew he still carried it all.I placed the cup on the table and slowly sat down, one hand resting instinctively on my belly. The baby moved, as if sensing the calm. Or maybe... knowing that his father was near.“There’s butter in the top cabinet,” I said, and he gave me a sideways smile, walking over with slow steps.“You’re telling me to get stuff in your kitchen?”“In my house. And yes. I’m in charge here.”Matteo let out a low laugh, grabbed the butter, and sat across from me.The silence between us wasn’t uncomfortable. It was heavy. Like we were both waiting for the other to break the peace before returning to reality.Because we both knew... what we had was beautiful. But everything outside of it… was still ugly.With the cup in my han
In the arms of My mafia Ex 65
Matteo Salvatore The first rays of sunlight slipped through the half-open curtain like silent hands, drawing golden lines across the sheets.The light touched her face before it reached mine.Lily.My chest loosened the moment I saw her. Sleeping. Breathing.But it didn’t last.She jolted awake, and before I could say a word, her arm swung around my neck and pressed tight. Her knee came up, ready to defend.“Lily!” I choked out. “It’s me!”Her eyes widened. Her muscles froze for a second... and then she let go.She pulled back, panting, her eyes full of panic.“I’m sorry… God… I—” She covered her face with both hands. “I thought—”“It’s okay.” I adjusted myself on the bed, rubbing my neck. “You were alone for a long time.”She didn’t answer. Just sat at the edge of the bed, like she was still trying to convince her body it was finally safe.“You’ve really changed, huh?” I murmured, trying to soften things, but it didn’t come out the way I meant.“Yes,” she said, still not looking at
In the arms of My mafia Ex 64
Continued..He looked at me for a long moment.I looked back.It was him.And it was me.But we weren’t the same anymore.“You look different,” he said, his voice low, hesitant.“So do you,” I replied.The silence between us was heavy, thick. Like time itself had frozen, trying to force us to remember who we were before the war.His eyes dropped to my belly. They stayed there, fixed. And I felt it—like he was touching me without laying a hand on me. I saw the shine in his eyes. I saw the question he couldn’t form.“It’s a boy,” I whispered.Matteo swallowed hard. The envelope in his hand trembled slightly.“You shouldn’t be here,” I said, lowering my gaze. “If the police find out… if someone followed you…”“Lily…”“No.” I took a deep breath. “I can’t put you at risk. I can’t lose you too.”“You’re not going to lose me,” he said without thinking. His gaze burned into mine. “You never did.”I took one step closer. Just one.“You don’t understand. I spend my days looking over my shoulder
In the arms of My mafia Ex 63
Lily MontgomeryThe gunshot echoed through the warehouse like a dry thunderclap.The bullet hit the center of the paper target with precision. I took half a step back, drew a deep breath, and aimed again.Another shot.I had improved. Changed. A lot. And that was terrifying.My fingers no longer trembled when holding a gun. My breathing stayed steady between shots. There was no more hesitation when pulling the trigger. Because I couldn’t afford to hesitate anymore.“Sixteen hits out of eighteen, Ms. Antonov,” one of the guards beside me said, clipboard in hand.“Montgomery,” I corrected, without taking my eyes off the target. “I’m still Montgomery.”He nodded silently. But everyone there knew. I was Lily Romano, yes. Luigi’s legitimate daughter. Dimitri’s heir. The woman now running part of New York’s operations—without anyone knowing.“Another round, ma’am?” he asked.“No. I’ve trained enough for today.”I holstered the gun at my side, hidden beneath a gray coat. I walked through the
In the arms of My mafia Ex 62
Matteo SalvatoreAlmost five months.Almost half a year had passed while I was away from Lily, missing the entire pregnancy phase of my child.All this time, we’d been fighting to clear her name and prove her innocence, but for every door that opened, another slammed shut.The walls of the penthouse felt like they were closing in on me.Thirty-two floors above the world, and yet, I felt buried alive."The FBI agent is here, boss," Paolo whispered."Send him in," I nodded.The report was on the table. Marcus Taylor had delivered it by hand—straight from the hell he dug up in the Russian mafia’s underworld."It’s all there, Salvatore," he said, tossing the folder onto the tinted glass. "Lily was framed. And the order came directly from Andrei Antonov."I didn’t respond right away. My hands were clenched, as if the blood inside me needed to be contained until I could pour it out in revenge.Taylor wasn’t one to exaggerate. If he said it, it meant he had proof.He pulled out a stapled bun
In the arms of My mafia Ex 61
The sound of the door exploding still echoed in my ears. The man lying on the floor, with blood splattering across the room, seemed unreal. But all of it was more than real.Andrei was coming, and we were no longer safe, not even in the most isolated place we had.Dimitri stood still for a moment, his hand firmly gripping the gun. Sasha was standing beside me, her gaze sharper than ever. She knew. Something was wrong. But what?Dimitri didn’t give us time for more questions. He looked at the fallen intruder and then at me.“We need to leave. Now,” he said, with no emotion. He was no longer the protective grandfather. He was the leader.Sasha walked over to the man’s body and pulled the pendant from his neck, still stained with blood. The first thing I saw was the letter A engraved with an old-fashioned, familiar style.“This is from my son,” Dimitri said, his voice choked but firm. “Andrei has more people than we imagined.”My breath caught in my throat. Andrei.He wasn’t just after m
In the arms of My mafia Ex 60.
Matteo SalvatoreMy body was intact, but my soul... torn apart.I’d been sleeping for days with a gun at my waist and her name clenched between my teeth.Lily.The world kept spinning around me, but I was stuck.Stuck in her absence.Stuck in the uncertainty of not knowing if she was alive... or just hiding from me.The phone vibrated on the marble table in the hall. Unknown number. No location.I answered on the second ring.Nothing.Silence.But not just any silence.It was a loaded silence.Full of breath.A breath I knew like my own.That delicate pause between fear and courage.That way of breathing with your chest tight, like you want to speak, but you can't.I closed my eyes, gripping the phone so tightly my knuckles turned white.“Lily…”Nothing.But she was there.I knew it.It wasn’t my imagination. It wasn’t paranoia. It was her.And she was alive.“If you’re listening... please, don’t give up. I’m looking for you. And I won’t stop. Not even if hell opens up in front of me.
In the arms of My mafia Ex 59
Lily MontgomeryThe next morning, I woke up with a dry throat, a sore body, and a mind on fire.I had dreamed of Matteo. Or at least... his touch.In the dream, he held my hand so tightly it hurt. But when I called his name, he simply vanished.When I opened my eyes, Sasha was already on the porch, sitting on the low wall, sipping black coffee from an old glass cup."Did you sleep?" I asked, joining her."A little," she replied. "I dreamed I was killing Orlov."I sat beside her, pulling the blanket over my shoulders."Nice dream."She gave a crooked smile."Are you sure you want to do this?""Are you backing out?""Not even dead."We sat in silence for a moment, staring at the tall trees in front of the house. The world seemed too calm for the war we were about to start."We’ll need a map. Equipment. And access," she said, more serious now. "That house is protected by sensors and thermal cameras. Orlov uses it like a vault of souls. He won’t make it easy.""And armed security?""Only
