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53. Impending Storm
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My Godfather is my Soulmate 53. Impending Storm
Don Antonio's POVThe silence in the villa was no longer a peaceful respite; it was a tense, expectant hush, like the calm before a storm. Isabella's threat hung heavy in the air, a dark cloud casting a shadow over the once-tranquil haven. I knew it was only a matter of time before Donald would know.I paced the length of the living room, my movements restless and agitated. The expansive windows, usually a source of solace, now framed a turbulent sea, mirroring the turmoil within me. The staff moved with hushed efficiency, their eyes darting away from mine, sensing the brewing storm.I tried to prepare myself, to steel my nerves for the inevitable confrontation. I rehearsed what I would say, how I would explain the baffling connection I shared with Alexa. But words seemed scarce, clumsy tools against the force of Donald's likely fury.He was my best friend, my confidant, the brother I never had. We had weathered storms together, built empires together, faced down enemies together. But
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My Godfather is my Soulmate 49. Unreachable
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My Godfather is my Soulmate 48. Echoes
Alexa's POVMy phone, lying face down on the kitchen counter, buzzed, shattering the oppressive quiet moment Sarah and I were enjoying. I hesitated, my hand hovering over it, reluctant to break the fragile shell of my peace. Finally, I flipped it over. Jeremy’s name flashed across the screen.“Hey,” I managed, my voice hoarse, a mere whisper.“Alexa? You sound…rough,” Jeremy said, his voice laced with concern. “Are you alright?”“As alright as I can be,” I replied, trying to inject a semblance of normalcy into my tone, but it was a poor attempt.There was a pause, a moment of shared silence that stretched between us. I could almost feel his empathy, his unspoken understanding.We hung up after catching up with work and making plans for dinner the next day. The silence returned in the room, but this time, it felt different. It was still heavy, but it was no longer suffocating. It was a silence filled with the echo of Jeremy’s affection towards me, a reminder that I wasn’t entirely alon
My Godfather is my Soulmate 47. More Lost and Alone
Don Antonio's POVI shifted restlessly in the bed, the faint ache in my chest a dull echo of the deeper pain that gnawed at my heart. Xavier and the doctor stood at the foot of the bed, their expressions a carefully constructed blend of concern and authority. They had won. They had convinced me."It's for the best, Don Antonio," the doctor had said, his voice calm and measured. "You need to focus on your recovery. The change of scenery, the peace and quiet... it will do you good."Xavier had echoed his sentiments, his usually stoic face softened with a rare hint of pleading. "It's what's best for you, sir. A chance to heal, away from the stress."They spoke of stress as if it were a simple ailment, a manageable inconvenience. They didn't understand the depth of the wound, the gaping hole in my soul that threatened to consume me. The thought of leaving Alexa, of putting distance between us, was a torment. Every fiber of my being yearned for her, for the sound of her voice, the warmth o
