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ELEANOR Armando's voice broke through again, calm yet cutting. "Alessandro, you need to let her go. You're only making things worse for yourself."His steady tone shocked me, a different kind of fear rippling through me. How could he stay so calm as if my life wasn't on the line? I wanted to scream at him to take this seriously, but one glance at the knife on my skin was enough to keep me silent. I couldn't help but wonder if he was really willing to risk my life just to hold onto his pride."Pick up my cigarette," he said in a flat and casual tone, gesturing to the man who had hit me.With a flick of his lighter, Armando lit up the cigarette and took a long, deliberate drag, inhaling the smoke before letting it billow slowly into the air.He looked at Alessandro with a smug and almost amused expression as his eyes narrowed."You didn't hear me did you Alessandro?" Armando asked, his tone as relaxed as if he was asking about something as casual as the weather. "Probably not. I guess
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ELEANOR The gunshots still echoed in my ears as the sight of the two bodies lying lifeless—blood pooling beneath them—brought a sick, heavy feeling to my stomach.I was frozen, rooted to the spot, and all I could do was stare wide-eyed as Armando—without a flicker of remorse—lowered his gun.When he finally looked up, his expression was as cold as ever. There was no trace of regret, not a single sign that he had even flinched at what he had done. Just that unsettling, nonchalant calmness he always seemed to have. Before I could fully realize what was going on, he began to step toward me, slow and steady.Every instinct screamed at me to back away—to keep a safe distance, so for every step he took forward, I took one back. I wasn’t sure what he intended, and that uncertainty only made me more afraid. But the look in his eyes, they held me like a command that couldn’t be ignored.“Stop.” He said in a low and commanding tone, his voice possessing a force behind it that froze me in my
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ELEANOR The world outside passed in a blur, but I focused on it anyway, hoping it would somehow calm the thoughts racing through my mind. It had been a while since I’d seen the outside world, a while since I’d felt anything close to freedom. The last time I tried to escape didn’t end well. Not only was I found, but also dragged right back to Armando’s mansion like I never even left. It wasn’t exactly something I wanted to relive, especially not now with all the tension and uncertainty hanging in the atmosphere.The silence in the car was heavy, and I wanted to keep it that way. But apparently, Enzo had other ideas.He leaned back against his seat, tilting his head slightly in my direction. “Still giving me that attitude of yours huh?” he said, his voice low but edged with something that made my skin prickle.I didn’t respond, keeping my eyes fixed on the dark blur of the city outside the window. I was in no mood to talk to him, and I hoped he’d take the hint.But of course, he didn’
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ARMANDOThe silence in the room was heavy, and it didn't take too long before Matteo stepped in, greeting me with a single nod. He didn't waste any time because he already knew why he was here. Lorenzo and Alessandro were still sprawled on the floor with blood pooling beneath them.I looked at Lorenzo’s body for a moment longer, not saying anything. Death wasn’t new to me. Hell, I’d seen it more than enough times to know it was just part of the deal. I’d watched men die, ordered the killing of some, pulled the trigger myself more times than I could count. But this… seeing Lorenzo there lying lifeless, struck something different. He hadn’t just been any man but one of my best—a man who never asked too much questions, was always loyal to the cause, as well as always being available when I needed him. The loyalty he had given me… that kind of loyalty was rare.I glanced up at Matteo, who was watching me. He knew better than to ask questions, but I could see the way he studied me. I co
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ELEANOR The pounding in my chest grew a lot louder as I heard a hard voice command us from outside. “Whoever is in there should get out of the car slowly and with both their hands where I can see them.” The tone left no room for doubt that whoever these men were, they were dead serious and fully prepared to make good on any threat. I stole a glance at Enzo, praying he’d understand that this was the time to just do whatever they asked—hopefully they'd take whatever they wanted sooner and let us be.“Enzo,” I whispered, voice shaking. “Please… don’t do anything stupid. Put the gun down. Let’s just… let’s just go along with it, okay?” I didn’t even know what I was saying—just that I was scared out of my mind, terrified that any wrong move could end in disaster.His eyes were fixed on me, hard and unmoving. “Eleanor, you don’t understand,” he murmured, tightening his grip on the gun, as if holding onto it would somehow fix this. “Let me handle it.”“No,” I said, pleading. “You’re not ha
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ARMANDOThe sun had set a little over an hour ago and the night was quiet, save for the occasional rustle of wind against the windows. The quick flick of my lighter had a flare of light reflecting off the cigar in my hand before I brought it to my lips, smoke curling around me and drifting lazily towards the ceiling as I let out a slow exhale. It didn’t do much to ease the pressure weighing on my chest, but at least it was something.I stared out into the darkness, watching the faint shimmer of the stars against the black canvas of the sky. Normally, a view like that might’ve been calming, but tonight, it felt like a cruel joke—a serene backdrop to the chaos brewing just beneath the surface. The air in the room was still a bit heavy and thick with suspense as I waited to see when Enzo would finally return my calls.I had stopped calling his phone after the fifth attempt, each ring ending in silence. Although I didn’t want to admit that I was irritated, I definitely was. I mean, Enzo
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ARMANDO The chauffeur’s words hung heavily in the air, but I wasn’t ready to believe it. My mind refused to let it sink in even as he stood there stammering.“What the fuck did you just say?” I asked, my voice low, sharp, and deadly calm.He shifted on his feet nervously, both hands trembling at his sides. “B—boss… I said… Miss Eleanor, s—she’s been taken. And Mr. Enzo…” He swallowed hard, unable to meet my eyes. “...Mr Enzo, he didn’t make it.”I barely managed to keep my composure after hearing him say that again.I turned my gaze towards Matteo who stood stiffly by the door. My patience was already on a razor’s edge and this wasn’t helping.“Why the fuck,” I said, my tone dangerously low, “would you let this fool say such nonsense to you outside, and then bring him in here to spew the same shit to my face?”Matteo didn’t answer right away, his lips pressed into a thin line as if weighing his words carefully.“At first I hoped it wasn’t true boss,” he said finally, his tone steady
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ELEANORTears blurred my vision as I sat frozen in the car, my heart pounding so loudly I could barely hear the hum of the engine. My legs trembled uncontrollably, and I couldn’t seem to stop them. The man sitting beside me—the one Enzo had called Stephan—was silent, staring ahead like nothing had happened.But what had happened still kept on replaying in my memory like some traumatic event, something I was never going to forget—especially not anytime soon. I had watched Enzo die right in front of me, how they killed him like he was nothing—like he didn’t matter. And now, I was sitting next to one of the men who had done it. My throat felt tight, but I swallowed hard, forcing myself to breathe.Stephan didn’t look at me. His calmness was unnerving and I couldn't help but wonder how he could be so composed after what he had just done?I clenched my hands in my lap, my nails digging into my palms. I wanted to scream, to cry, to lash out—but I was terrified. I didn’t know what these men
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ELEANOR My phone buzzed on the nightstand, jolting me from my thoughts. The screen lit up, and my stomach dropped when I saw the private number. My fingers hesitated for a moment before I grabbed the phone. I already knew what to expect, and that only made my heart pound harder.It was a text. “It’s time. Now or never. Face the consequences if you choose the latter.”I stared at the message, the words blurring as the weight of them hit me. I had been preparing for this moment but now that it was here, I felt paralyzed, my mind racing but coming up empty.I had already decided. I had to do this. There was no way out. Months of torment from Armando had driven me to this point, and Don Salvatore’s threats left no room for hesitation. My sister’s life depended on me going through with this.But there was one massive problem.I didn’t have the poison. I had no idea how to get it, where to find it, or even how to use it if I did. I had spent weeks stuck in limbo, hoping for some kind of so
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ELEANORSeveral days had passed since Don Salvatore’s call, but I hadn’t known peace since. My mind was stuck in a constant cycle of worry and my heart heavy with fear. I couldn’t eat because the mere thought of food made my stomach churn and my body began growing weaker—my skin pale and dry. It wasn’t hard to tell that something was wrong with me, but there was no one to confide in—not here.And Armando? Despite the way I looked or sounded, he hadn’t eased up on my duties. I should’ve been a bit relieved that someone was hired to share the workload, but instead, I felt uneasy around her. She seemed off, like she didn’t belong. There was something about the way she carried herself—always watching, always calculating—that put me on edge. From the moment I laid eyes on her, I knew she was trouble.Mabel’s presence didn’t lighten my load. Her role was clear—cook whatever Armando wanted whenever he wanted it. Meanwhile, I was still left with everything else—the cleaning, the mopping, the
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ELEANORI scrubbed the last dish, letting the warm water run over my hands until my fingers felt numb. The rhythmic clinking of plates against the sink was the only sound in the kitchen, but my thoughts were far from calm. Armando’s words from earlier echoed in my mind, and then there was Don Salvatore. His threats, my sister’s pale face in that photo—it all coiled around my chest like a vice.I kept scrubbing—pretending the kitchen was my sanctuary—and for a moment it almost worked, but then the door creaked. My body stiffened.I turned slowly—the soapy plate still in my hands—and my eyes fell on the profile of Armando leaned against the doorframe, watching me. His eyes were calm, but there was an edge to his gaze—the kind that always seemed to confuse me.“You’ve been hiding yourself away a lot lately,” he said, his voice low and smooth. “I don’t remember giving you permission to turn into a ghost. Not in my house.”I placed the plate on the drying rack, wiping my hands on a towel
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ELEANORI sat on the edge of my bed, staring at the drawer where the phone was hidden. The silence in the mansion pressed down on me like a heavy weight and I hated how quiet it was—how every shift of the wind outside seemed louder than my own heartbeat. I just had this lingering feeling that he was going to call.My hands shook as I waited—each second feeling like an eternity—and then it happened. The phone rang.The sound sliced through the quiet like a knife, and for a moment, I couldn’t move. My heart raced as I reached for the drawer—my fingers fumbling to open it—and when I finally pulled the phone out, my stomach twisted into knots.I took a deep breath, trying to steady my nerves, and answered. “Hello?”The line was silent. Not a sound. Not even the faintest breath on the other end. I swallowed hard, gripping the phone tighter.And then, his voice came—smooth, calm and controlled. “Eleanor.”I didn’t respond right away. My mouth was dry, and my chest felt tight.“Have you been
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ELEANOR Armando’s voice shot through the mansion like a whip. “Eleanor!” he bellowed. “Get down here. Now!”I froze mid-pace, my heart hammering in my chest. Did he really just call my name, or was my panic starting to mess with my head? My mind raced, torn between the phone I had just hidden away and the constant paranoia of being found out.Before I could decide, his voice rang out again, louder this time. “Eleanor! I won’t call you again!”The echo bounced off the walls—filling every corner of the house—and for a few seconds, I couldn’t move, my mind spinning with all the worst possibilities. Had he found out i used the phone?My hands trembled as I paced aimlessly for a moment, trying to pull myself together. “Get it together,” I whispered under my breath. “Breathe. Act normal.”I rushed to the drawer, shoved the phone back inside, and slammed it shut. Adjusting my dress in the mirror, I brushed out the wrinkles and ran my fingers through my hair. My reflection stared back at me,
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ELEANORThe sunlight peeked through the gap in my curtains and landed directly on my face, pulling me out of sleep. I groaned softly, turning my head to the side, but it was no use. Once the light hit my eyes, there was no going back. I blinked a few times—trying to adjust—and then stared at the ceiling for a moment before dragging myself out of the duvet.As I sat up, I glanced around my room and the mess stared back at me like a taunt. Clothes were scattered on the chair, books—which i usually read as a means of escape—were piled on the nightstand, and a few empty water bottles were sitting on the dresser.It wasn’t that I didn’t care about my space, but ever since I moved into Armando’s mansion, my days had been swallowed by cleaning everything else. His room, his library, the home office, the dining room—anywhere Armando might show up had to be spotless. My room always came last. And every time I planned to clean it, something would come up—some new task Armando would throw my wa
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ELEANORAfter Armando left the room, my legs felt weak—trembling from the overwhelming sensations still coursing through me, and my mind was a mess of scattered thoughts.I swallowed hard, taking slow breaths to calm myself, but my body refused to settle. I hated how much control he seemed to have over me. Even now—with him gone, I could still feel him like his presence had somehow soaked into the walls.“Why does he have to be like this?” I muttered under my breath. I tried to focus, to pull myself out of this haze, but every attempt was a failure.Armando was… intense. That was the only way I could describe him. I wanted to hate him for it, but at the same time, I couldn’t deny that when he touched me, it was like nothing else mattered.I sighed, running a hand through my hair as I forced myself to move, heading to the bathroom for a quick shower. The warm water helped a little—washing away the tension clinging to my skin, and by the time I was done, I felt slightly more grounded.
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Chapter 76ELEANORArmando's voice came low and sharp from behind me, brushing against my ear."Do you have any idea what you're asking for, Eleanor?" His words were slow and deliberate—each syllable wrapped in a teasing chill. "You know what you're about to get yourself into?"I opened my mouth, but my throat felt dry.I barely managed to whisper, "Maybe. I'm not sure." My voice shook, and I gasped softly when I felt his breath against the side of my neck, warm and unsettling.His hand moved then, his left still firm on my waist while his right slid lower, tracing circles just below my hips. My skin burned under his touch, every nerve alive and screaming. He leaned in closer, his lips brushing so lightly against my neck that it felt like they weren't even there.He chuckled softly, the sound low and dark, sending shivers down my spine."Maybe?" he repeated, his tone mocking but somehow laced with something that made me feel small and exposed. His hand on my waist then tightened sligh
