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The heat of the oven hit my face with a vengeance as I pulled out the chicken that I had spent the entire day preparing. It was seasoned to perfection. I placed it on the kitchen counter and finally took a breath as I wiped my brow. I had finished with today's dinner. Now, I could rest—"Vivian!" Clarissa, my mother-in-law, screamed, making my pulse jump.I ran to where she sat in front of the television."Yes?" I asked.Her cold eyes fell on me, a scowl on her lips. She pushed a plate in my direction. "I need more pie," she said. "It's a bit overbaked, but there's nothing else to eat around here."I picked up the plate and made a beeline back to the kitchen. My heart sank when I saw what was left of the pie. Nothing. Just then, Diane, my sister-in-law, entered the kitchen with another plate and placed it on the counter instead of in the sink."You finished the pie?" I asked.Her gaze hardened. "And? Who told you not to make enough?"She didn’t even give me a chance to speak before sh
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I gasped, shooting up from the bed, my heart hammering in my chest. Cold sweat clung to my skin, and my breath came in shallow, panicked bursts. I reached for my stomach, the impact of the fall still vivid, still fresh in my mind. But there was no pain. No broken bones.I was in my bed.“Good morning, beautiful,” Luca’s voice murmured beside me, and I flinched as his arm wrapped around my waist, pulling me closer. His warm breath fanned against my neck, but it felt suffocating. My skin crawled, every inch of my body recoiling.I stiffened, turning my head to glance at him. His blue eyes were soft, filled with the affection I once craved. His golden hair was rough from sleep. It was just a dream, I told myself. Just a nightmare.But it felt real. Too real. I could still feel the air rushing past me as I fell from the balcony, Luca’s cold words echoing in my mind: "You’re mine. You always will be."I forced a smile, my heart pounding in my chest as I whispered, “Morning.”Luca kissed my
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I stood at the ATM, my fingers trembling slightly as I inserted my card. The machine whirred, the screen flashing before delivering a message that felt like a punch to my gut:Transaction Declined.I tried again, but the same message popped up. My heart sank, frustration and panic rising in my chest. Of course, Luca had frozen my account. He wouldn’t make it easy for me to leave. He’d make sure I had nothing.I clenched my fists, resisting the urge to scream in the middle of the bank. Fine, I thought. I didn’t need his money.I hurried outside, grabbing my suitcase and walking toward the nearest hotel. I had stashed some cash inside the lining of my suitcase—a lesson I’d learned long ago in case of emergencies. Luca didn’t know about it, and it would be enough to cover me for a few days.The hotel lobby was quiet, and I wasted no time booking a room. The receptionist didn’t ask too many questions, and soon enough, I was alone, sitting on the edge of the bed, my suitcase open in front
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I barely had time to process the shock of Dante Moretti kissing me—Luca's fucking uncle—when I heard a familiar voice cut through the haze of my alcohol-addled mind. "What the hell is this?" Luca stood a few feet away, his face contorted with rage. Evelyn was clinging to his arm, her expression a perfect mix of shock and poorly disguised delight at the drama unfolding. I stepped back from Dante, my heart hammering against my ribs. The remnants of his cologne still clung to me, making it hard to think straight. I opened my mouth to speak, but no words came out. Dante, on the other hand, seemed completely unfazed. He straightened his tie—the one I'd just been gripping moments ago—and turned to face his nephew with a cool, almost bored expression. "Luca," he said, his voice smooth as silk. "I didn't realize you were paying attention to your wife tonight. I thought you were too busy with..." His eyes flicked dismissively to Evelyn. Luca's face reddened, a vein throbbing visibly at hi
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The restaurant Dante took me to was the kind of place I'd never have entered on my own. Not because I couldn't afford it—before Luca had frozen my accounts, I'd been wealthy in my own right—but because these establishments radiated an exclusivity that always made me uncomfortable. The maître d' greeted Dante by name and immediately led us to a secluded table in the back, away from prying eyes. No reservation necessary, apparently. "Mr. Moretti, always a pleasure," he said, pulling out my chair. "Your usual table." Dante gave a slight nod of acknowledgment as we sat down. "Thank you, Philippe. We'll start with the '09 Bordeaux." "An excellent choice, sir." Once we were alone, an awkward silence fell between us. The alcohol was wearing off, leaving me with a clearer head and a growing awareness of how bizarre this situation was. I was sitting across from Luca's uncle, a man I'd barely exchanged ten words with at family functions over the years, after he'd just kissed me senseless at
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Dante's car was a sleek black Aston Martin that purred rather than roared when he started the engine. The leather seats were buttery soft against my skin, and the interior smelled of expensive cologne and new car. "Where are you staying?" he asked as we pulled away from the restaurant. I hesitated, then gave him the name of my modest hotel. His expression remained neutral, but I saw his fingers tighten slightly on the steering wheel. "That's in a rough area," he commented. "It was what I could afford on short notice," I said defensively. "Someone froze all my accounts today." Dante's jaw tightened. "Luca's doing, I assume." "Who else?" I stared out the window at the passing city lights. "I had some emergency cash hidden away. It'll last me until I figure things out." We drove in silence for a few minutes before Dante spoke again. "I have properties sitting empty. Penthouses, apartments, townhouses. You could stay at one of them while you get back on your feet." I turned to look
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I woke the next morning with a pounding headache and the taste of expensive wine still lingering on my tongue. For a blissful moment, I forgot everything—where I was, what had happened, what I'd done. Then reality crashed back, and I groaned, pulling the thin pillow over my face. I'd kissed Dante Moretti. Luca's uncle. And he'd kissed me back, then offered to help me destroy Luca's life. What the hell was I supposed to do with that? My phone buzzed on the nightstand, and I reached for it blindly, squinting at the screen. Three missed calls from Luca and a text message: Where the fuck are you? We need to talk. This ridiculous tantrum has gone on long enough. I snorted and tossed the phone aside without responding. Ten years of marriage, and he still thought he could treat me like a misbehaving child. Not anymore. I forced myself out of bed and into the tiny bathroom, grimacing at my reflection. My makeup from last night was smudged around my eyes, giving me a raccoon-like appearan
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I stared up at the building in front of me, trying to keep my expression neutral even as my stomach did little flips. This wasn't just an apartment building. It was a fucking luxury high-rise in the heart of the financial district, all gleaming glass and steel reaching toward the clouds. "This is the property?" I asked Marcus, knowing damn well it was. "Yes, ma'am. Mr. Moretti owns the entire building." Of course he did. Marcus led me through a lobby that looked more like a five-star hotel than an apartment building. The security guard nodded respectfully as we passed, and the elevator required a key card to access the upper floors. We rode in silence to the thirty-eighth floor, my apprehension growing with every floor we ascended. The elevator opened directly into a private foyer. Marcus used the key card to unlock a set of double doors, then stepped aside. "After you, Ms. Caldwell." I walked in and immediately stopped short. The apartment was stunning—open concept with floor-t
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A week passed in something resembling a routine. I continued working at Tom's warehouse, gradually bringing order to his chaotic business operations. True to his word, Dante arranged for visible security—a woman named Ria who looked like she could snap a man's neck without breaking a sweat, but who also had a surprisingly dry sense of humor."You don't look like a typical bodyguard," I'd told her on the first day.She'd smirked. "That's the point. The ones who look the part are the first to get taken out."Ria shadowed me discreetly, always within sight but never hovering. She accompanied me to and from work in the car Dante continued to provide despite my insistence that I could pay for my own transportation once I received my first paycheck."Consider it part of the security package," he'd said, smoothly overriding my objections.I hadn't seen any more threatening notes, and Luca had stopped calling, which should have been a relief. Instead, the silence made me uneasy, like the calm
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The next morning, I woke to the sound of someone in the apartment. I froze, panic surging through me until I heard Marcus's voice calling out. "Ms. Caldwell? It's Marcus. I've brought your things from the hotel." I relaxed, wrapping a robe around myself before emerging from the bedroom. "You could have called first." "My apologies," he said, looking genuinely contrite. "Mr. Moretti suggested I come early so you'd have everything before work." Several bags sat by the front door—all my belongings from the hotel, plus some shopping bags I didn't recognize. "What are those?" I asked, pointing to the unfamiliar bags. "Mr. Moretti took the liberty of having some professional attire sent over. He thought you might need more options for your new position." I bristled at the presumption, then reminded myself that I had, in fact, been lamenting my limited wardrobe just yesterday. Still, it was unsettling how Dante seemed to anticipate my needs before I voiced them. "Tell Mr. Moretti than
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Vanguard Tower was an imposing structure in the heart of downtown, sleek and modern like Dante himself. The security desk in the lobby stopped me, of course, but one call upstairs had them issuing me a visitor's pass with surprising speed. The elevator whisked me to the top floor, where a receptionist greeted me with a polite smile. "Ms. Caldwell, Mr. Moretti is expecting you. This way, please." Of course he was expecting me. Marcus had probably called ahead the moment I hung up on him. The receptionist led me down a corridor to a set of heavy wooden doors, which she opened with a respectful knock. "Ms. Caldwell to see you, sir." Dante's office was exactly what I'd expected—spacious, tastefully decorated, with floor-to-ceiling windows offering a commanding view of the city. He sat behind a massive desk, looking up from some papers as I entered. He didn't seem the least bit surprised to see me. "Vivian," he said, standing. "This is a pleasant surprise." "Is it?" I crossed my arms.
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Tom's warehouse was on the industrial side of town, a large facility that housed his manufacturing and distribution operations. He greeted me warmly when I arrived, looking a bit sheepish. "I should warn you," he said as he led me to a small office. "Luca called me this morning." My stomach dropped. "What did he want?" "To tell me not to work with you. Said you were unstable, that you'd stolen company information before leaving." I gritted my teeth. "That's a lie." "I know," Tom said, surprising me. "Luca's been... different lately. Cutting corners, breaking promises. I was already thinking of taking my business elsewhere." He cleared his throat. "Anyway, the job's still yours if you want it." Relief washed over me. "Thank you, Tom. I really appreciate it." "Don't thank me yet," he said with a wry smile, opening the office door. "Wait till you see the mess you're dealing with." He wasn't kidding. The office was filled with stacks of paper, disorganized files, and an ancient com
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The next morning, after a night spent in the most comfortable bed I'd ever slept in, I made myself coffee in the gourmet kitchen and sat at the island with my new laptop. Time to start looking for a job. Dinner with Dante had been... interesting. He'd taken me to another exclusive restaurant where he was clearly a regular. We'd talked more about Luca's business vulnerabilities, about potential ways to undermine him professionally. Dante was methodical, strategic, thinking several moves ahead like we were playing chess. He'd asked questions about Luca's upcoming deals, his financial status, his relationship with key investors. I'd answered honestly, seeing no reason to protect Luca anymore. But I'd also made it clear I wasn't committing to anything yet. "I need time," I'd told him. "This is all happening fast." Dante had agreed, seeming content to let me settle into the apartment and think things over. He hadn't tried to kiss me again, maintaining a respectful distance throughout th
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Dante's car was a sleek black Aston Martin that purred rather than roared when he started the engine. The leather seats were buttery soft against my skin, and the interior smelled of expensive cologne and new car. "Where are you staying?" he asked as we pulled away from the restaurant. I hesitated, then gave him the name of my modest hotel. His expression remained neutral, but I saw his fingers tighten slightly on the steering wheel. "That's in a rough area," he commented. "It was what I could afford on short notice," I said defensively. "Someone froze all my accounts today." Dante's jaw tightened. "Luca's doing, I assume." "Who else?" I stared out the window at the passing city lights. "I had some emergency cash hidden away. It'll last me until I figure things out." We drove in silence for a few minutes before Dante spoke again. "I have properties sitting empty. Penthouses, apartments, townhouses. You could stay at one of them while you get back on your feet." I turned to look
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The restaurant Dante took me to was the kind of place I'd never have entered on my own. Not because I couldn't afford it—before Luca had frozen my accounts, I'd been wealthy in my own right—but because these establishments radiated an exclusivity that always made me uncomfortable. The maître d' greeted Dante by name and immediately led us to a secluded table in the back, away from prying eyes. No reservation necessary, apparently. "Mr. Moretti, always a pleasure," he said, pulling out my chair. "Your usual table." Dante gave a slight nod of acknowledgment as we sat down. "Thank you, Philippe. We'll start with the '09 Bordeaux." "An excellent choice, sir." Once we were alone, an awkward silence fell between us. The alcohol was wearing off, leaving me with a clearer head and a growing awareness of how bizarre this situation was. I was sitting across from Luca's uncle, a man I'd barely exchanged ten words with at family functions over the years, after he'd just kissed me senseless at
