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2025-01-21 23:00:00I am frozen.
I blink twice just to make sure this is not just another one of my dreams. She is supposed to be missing, along with Alessandro’s other mistresses. That’s what Dell said—they all vanished, and the feds were trying to figure out what had happened to them, or rather, what Alessandro had done to them. So unless Mia has a twin, someone somewhere has been lying or hiding something because this woman here doesn’t look like someone who has been missing for over six months. She looks healthy, happy even.
She is drop-dead gorgeous. The picture I saw of her didn’t do her any justice. As a photographer, I know that photos are usually the best version of someone. For her, it’s the total opposite.
She has a cascade of fully curly hair, and I’m wondering why she gets to have that much hair. I would kill to have such hair without having to add clip-ons. I know it’s all hers because of the way she has styled it in an
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I don’t like that she is so calm about this, but she seems to know what she is doing, and I just want to get this job done and get my friend back so that we can go home. As we approach Alessandro’s compound, my sense of unease keeps growing. If Maria sees me again, she will know that I have had more than one encounter with her husband, and that is the one thing that I don’t want. The gate opens, and my heart beats even faster. Luca walks out, looking displeased. Mia slows the car when he steps in front of it, making her stop. She smiles and lowers the window as he approaches.“Whoa, whoa, whoa, where do you think you’re going?” Luca demands, his eyes narrowing.Mia leans out of the window, completely unfazed by his question.“Hi to you too, Luca. I haven’t missed you at all,” she says, and I can tell from Luca’s expression that they probably do not like each other. There seems to be a negative tension b
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My heart is beating so fast as I get into the car with Luca. He starts the car, and Alessandro and Mia are just staring at us as we drive off. I don’t know why I thought having that outburst was a good idea. I already regret not holding back my anger. I should have just kept my mouth shut and left. But no, I had to be stupid enough to think I could yell at someone who could kill me without batting an eye. I should have just thought about the fact that I haven’t gotten Bella yet, but I let my temper win. I could tell I pissed him off; he was trying so hard to act nonchalant, but I could see it. And now I am terrified of what he might do to me.What if he kills me?He said no one leaves, and I just looked him in the eye and threatened to reveal everything to the feds. He is going to kill me. Hell, he’s probably sent Luca a text to finish me off.“He is going to kill me!” I blurt out, my voice trembling. Luca turns to look at me, compl
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"Why did you lie to your mom that you and Wycliffe are back together?” I ask Bella on the call, and I can hear her scoff. She blatantly lied to her mom about where we spent the night when her mother asked why we stayed out for so long.“Uhm… because we needed to tell her something that didn’t involve us going to a nightclub that belongs to a mafia group and almost getting shot, not to mention that we were abducted by the mafia too,” she says, and I shake my head in disbelief.I mean, she kind of has a point, but I thought given her father is very familiar with what was going on and her mother isn’t as green, they wouldn’t be as surprised, but her lie worked, so it’s okay.“And now you’re going to have to find a way to keep up with that lie, unless you intend to get back together with him.”“Ew.” I laugh at that.They had a pretty nasty breakup, and I was even surprised w
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What the hell is she doing here?She is just as gorgeous as I remember her, with her hair in bouncy curls and dressed in a red floral summer dress that matches her complexion perfectly, making her look like an angel. Her eyes land on me and she smiles. I don’t know why I sigh at that smile, but I do.I think, in a scared part of my mind, I fear she might know about her husband’s proposal to make me his mistress and all the encounters I’ve had with him. When I was lost outside her place that day, she thought I was just some lost stranger. But right now, I don’t know who she thinks I am or what her husband might have told her about me. My heart is beating so fast, and I can feel the heat rising.“Renée, it’s so nice to see you,” she says as she walks over and stretches out her hand for a handshake. I hesitantly take it, hoping she can’t tell how nervous I am by the way my hand is shaking.I clear my thr
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Bella and I are seated in a quaint little coffee shop, the aroma of freshly brewed coffee mingling with the soft chatter of patrons around us. This place always has the best coffee, and even though it can be a bit pricey, people tend to love it. I’m stirring my latte absentmindedly, my mind still reeling from everything that’s happened.“So, Morales said Dell was okay?” I ask Bella. She nods, taking a sip of her cappuccino.I called her when I was done with my shoot, and she told me she was already out of the station. Morales had been at Dell’s place and was certain that Dell was okay. Apparently, Dell forgetting to lock the door must have been because he left in a hurry.“Yes, he said he will have him call us the moment he is back from the mission they went on,” she says. I don’t know why she seems so calm about all this. I know she knows Dell better than I do, but it just doesn’t make sense.“B
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I watch as Alessandro steps out of the car and swallow hard. He’s wearing a pair of black slacks and a white button-up shirt with the sleeves rolled up. For the first time since I’ve met him, I see tattoos peeking out from both his upper arms. As he approaches, my heart starts to race uncontrollably. He always makes my heart beat faster, mostly because he scares me, but today, it’s different. As much as I’m scared, it’s not just fear making my heart race—I find him undeniably attractive. It’s probably the rolled sleeves or the visible tattoos, but something about him today is captivating. He steps so close that I can feel the heat radiating from his body. His cologne, musky and intoxicating, fills the air around me, making my head spin.His gaze locks onto mine, and as much as I want to, I can’t look away. I should be terrified, especially given the outburst and threats I directed at him the last time I saw him. But strangely, I
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I can’t tell how long we’ve been staring into each other’s eyes or how long I’ve been holding my breath, but when he moves back, I let out a long sigh of relief. His eyes move from mine to my lips and then back to my eyes, and he smirks.“You were wrong to say you weren’t afraid of me,” he whispers, his voice low yet dangerous. “You should be.” He removes his hand from my waist and grabs my wrist.“You challenged me and my power, and no one does that. No one still alive, that is.” The moment he says that, fear floods my veins, and the little confidence I had earlier vanishes.He starts dragging me toward a van parked nearby, his grip on my arm very firm.“You threatened me with the FBI and thought you could get away with it?” he shouts, and I know this is it for me. All my sins have caught up with me, and today is the day I die.I knew he was going to make me pay for that
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My mind is racing with a million thoughts as I press the cotton ball gently against Raul’s nose. I can feel his eyes on me, and I wonder if he, too, is trying to find some resemblance between me and my father like I did. My mom always said I had my father’s eyes, and it just so happens that Raul and I share the same eye color. It's a good thing my nursing training always has me equipped with everything I need for first aid. I try to keep my hands steady, as the familiarity of this action gives me a strange sense of calm, even though my mind is swirling with confusion and disbelief. I am still struggling to look at him because the idea that he could be my half-brother is too much to process right now.We ordered an Uber back to the coffee shop where I had left my car when Alessandro took me.Could this be the reason why my father never came back? Because he had another family that he was taking care of? Sure, he kept in communication throughout my growing up
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He’s dressed in his signature look—a black shirt and black pants. Given that it’s the middle of the night, I thought he might show up in something more casual. For a moment, there’s an awkward pause; his expression unreadable as he looks away, seemingly ignoring the scene, then moves toward us. I quickly stand up, straightening myself, trying to gauge his reaction, but he stays composed, his expression closed. I can’t quite explain how I feel seeing him. I should be relieved, even glad, but I don’t feel any of that. My heart hasn’t skipped a beat at his presence; the only reason it’s racing is because he walked in on me and Luca in an awkward position.“Give us a moment,” he tells Luca, who nervously clears his throat, nods, and walks away. Now it’s just the two of us, and the tension in the room crackles like electricity.“Are you okay?” he asks in a low tone. I clear my throat and nod. I&rs
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I didn’t think I’d remember the address, but I’m here. I honestly can’t explain how fast I drove; I just needed to get here and find help before I lose not only my father but my brother too. After years of only having my mother as my closest family, and believing I had no one else after she died and my dad went missing, I’ve just discovered I have more family, and I’m not about to lose them. I wanted to call Alessandro to let him know I was free, as Raul advised, but I realized I don’t have his or anyone else’s number memorized. So, I took a risk and came here, hoping I’d find him.My hands are shaky as I get closer. The nearer I get, the more uneasy I feel, almost like I’m stepping into dangerous territory. After everything, I’m sure they wouldn’t expect someone like me to arrive alone.I squint, spotting shadows shifting near the entrance. A dark figure comes into view, followed by another—
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I was moved to a new room, just as Michael said I would be. Now, I’m sitting on the edge of the bed, my hands gripping the sheets as I take in my surroundings. It’s warmer here, and less suffocating than the cold, damp cell I was trapped in before. There’s an actual bed with a blanket, a much larger window that lets in a sliver of light, and even a bathroom. It’s a world away from the darkness I was stuck in, but I know better than to take comfort in any of this. It’s just another cage, dressed up to look less cruel.The door swings open, and Michael steps in, not giving me a moment to absorb the new space. His eyes sweep over the room before landing on me.“I see you’ve settled in,” he says, his voice carrying a casual indifference. “Do you like it better here?”I don’t answer, just stare at him, because it doesn’t matter what I say. I never thought I would hold so much resentment for someone as I do for him. He takes a step closer, pulling a phone from his pocket, and I look up at h
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I open my eyes. It’s another day in this dungeon. I don’t even know what day it is anymore. Every second drags on, blurring into the next, making it impossible to tell if it’s been days or weeks. Time means nothing here, just like I don’t. I’m still trapped, still their prisoner, even after they sent that video of me—bloodied and bruised—to Alessandro. I thought, hoped, that he might do something, that I was worth saving. But the bruises have started to heal, and though I don’t know exactly how many days have passed, I’ve woken up to that light beaming through the little window enough times to know it’s probably time to give up on him saving me. Because now…I know he won’t. That voice message they played for me, his cold voice dismissing their threats, plays in my head like a bad dream. He doesn’t care about me—not enough to negotiate, not enough to even consider it. Sleep has become my only escape, where I can see her—my mom. But every time I wake up and remember she’s gone, and I mi
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I’m seated on the floor, cradling my knees as my whole body trembles with regret and exhaustion. I am in pain from the rough way the kidnapper threw me back in here. I was so close—so close to escaping, to being free of this nightmare. But it wasn’t enough. My wrists throb from where the ropes dug into my skin earlier, and my heart pounds as the panic refuses to fade. The tears just keep falling, blurring my vision, and I press my face into my knees.Now that the only means I had thought of for escaping is no longer an option, I don’t know if I will ever leave this place. Maybe I should wait for a while, then ask to go to the washrooms again, and try to escape successfully this time. I know they will probably be extra careful with me, but maybe it’s worth a try because, if I’m being honest, depending solely on Alessandro to get me out of here isn’t something I can count on. What if he really doesn’t care? What if this is how it
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I wake up on the cold, hard floor of a tiny room, confused as I blink my eyes open. I remember being dragged into this room last night by the kidnappers. The darkness has lifted, replaced by a faint light filtering through the small window high above me. I can tell it’s morning, not only from the soft light of the sun but also from the distant sound of birds chirping. I’ve had sleepless nights before, but this is one that will stick with me forever because I barely got any sleep.I don’t know where I am, and panic sets in as the events of last night flood back. I remember being dragged from the van, my heart racing as I struggled against their grip. I remember how Michael tricked me into this trap. I know they’re holding me because they want Alessandro to release Michael, and somehow they think this will work. I try to get up, but realize my hands are tied.I struggle against the ropes binding my wrists, but they dig into my skin, a harsh remind
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As I unlock the door, the banging stops abruptly. Alessandro’s eyes immediately narrow.“What the hell was that? What were you doing in there with him?” he asks, his voice low and menacing. I would say I was scared, but right now, I’m just over him. Luca is standing behind him, looking more focused than angry. His eyes move between me and Michael, who’s still tied up, a smirk on his lips.“Renée!” Alessandro blurts out, and I scoff, brushing past him as if his question barely registers.“I needed to talk to him,” I reply, keeping my tone calm but firm. “And you’re not going to kill him… not until I say so.” He creases his brow in confusion as his expression darkens. He steps closer, towering over me.Luca walks over to where Michael is, still bound to the chair, seemingly unfazed.“What the hell did you tell her?” Luca asks Michael, who only shrugs, th
