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ELENATHEN.The silk of my gown clung to my skin as I adjusted the strap on my shoulder, ignoring the chaos buzzing around me. Makeup artists darted back and forth, stylists barking last-minute instructions, but I was used to the pre-show madness. The air backstage always felt charged before a big show."Five minutes, Elena!" someone called out.I gave a small nod, catching my reflection in the mirror. A flawless face stared back—smooth, sun-kissed skin with a natural glow, framed by long, dark hair that cascaded down my back. My hazel eyes—sharp and expressive, capable of both warmth and fire—held steady even as tension curled in my chest. At twenty-six, I’d learned how to command attention without trying. Tall and poised at 5’8, I wore sophistication like armor. The call for models to line up echoed down the hall. My heart thrummed with familiar adrenaline as I made my way toward the side of the stage. The bright white glow of the runway lights cut through the dimness of backstage,
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DELUCA I sat in the driver’s seat, fingers tightening around the steering wheel. The engine hummed beneath my hand, a steady vibration that did nothing to ease the knot in my chest. The house stood ahead, dark and lifeless beneath the gray sky. It hadn’t changed — not the tall iron gates, not the ivy curling up the stone walls, not the heavy silence that seemed to seep from its bones.I didn’t want to be here. I never did. Every time I crossed that threshold, it ended the same way — harsh words, cold stares, and the bitter reminder that no matter what I built, I’d always be a disappointment to him.My hand hovered over the ignition. I could drive away. Pretend I never came. Lucas would probably tell me that showing up was the right thing to do — that answering the old man’s call, even when I didn’t want to, was some twisted show of strength. But Lucas didn’t know what it felt like to stand in this house. To face him.And yet, despite every instinct screaming at me to stay away, I sho
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ELENA THEN. I hadn’t expected him to be so gentle — not after everything I’d heard about him, not after the warnings I gave myself.Every sense within me screamed that this was wrong — the most reckless decision I had ever made. And yet, here I was, sitting in the back seat of his sleek car while his driver silently navigated the dark streets.It had started with a simple drink — just one — and somehow it led to him driving me home.When we pulled up to the small, weathered house where I lived with my father, I felt the shift in the air. His eyes swept over the cracked pavement, the peeling paint on the front door, the sagging roof. His expression hardened, a flicker of disapproval tightening his jaw. He tried to mask it, but I saw it.“Do you live here?” he asked, his voice low and steady.I swallowed the lump in my throat and nodded. “I live here with my dad,” I said softly.He didn’t say anything, but his gaze lingered on me, expectant. Urging me to go on. And somehow, despite th
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DELUCA Relief washed over me as I stepped into my house. I had just come back from my father’s place, and despite the tension that always lingered there, being back in my own space gave me a strange sense of comfort.We never had a good relationship. He never missed a chance to remind me that I was nothing like him — and not in a way that suggested he wished I was. Just cold disappointment masked as indifference.But here, in the quiet of the living room, I could almost push that aside. Until Jaxon’s report crept back into my mind, tightening my chest and making it impossible to relax.Elena was no longer safe. Not after her last confrontation with the Mafia elders. I knew how they operated — no one challenged them without consequences. And Elena… She was a novice in this game.“I wished she would just accept my offer”. From where I sat in the living room, I watched Lucas stride in. His sharp gaze scanned the room before settling on me.“Seems I have to book an appointment to see yo
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ELENA I toss and turn on the bed, unable to shake the weight of the Mafia elders’ threat. Their last words before I walked out of the room echo in my mind, cold and threatening."Then you force our hand."Only a fool would take such words lightly—and I’m no fool. But now, I’m at a crossroads."Lorenzo, I need your help. I know you can hear me," I whisper, my eyes fixed on a framed picture hanging on the wall—a snapshot from our trip to Paris, celebrating our second anniversary.I rise from the bed and take the frame down, settling back as I run my fingers along the sharp lines of his face. His dark, slicked hair contrasts with the soft twilight glow of the Eiffel Tower behind us."If you can hear me… please, show me what to do," I breathe, my voice breaking as tears slip down my cheeks, landing on the glass. My sobs fill the quiet room, mingling with the hollow ache of his absence.When it feels like there are no tears left, I drag myself back to the bed. Exhaustion settles over me a
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DELUCA I was sitting behind my desk, the weight of the day pressing down on me, when the door to my office flew open with a loud bang.Colton stormed in, his face flushed with anger. "Stop meddling in my life!" he shouted, his voice sharp and cutting. "You're not my father!"I leaned back in my chair, eyes narrowing as I studied him. His chest was heaving, hands balled into fists at his sides."And tell your damn bulldog to stay away from me!" he added. "I don’t need a bodyguard watching my every move. I'm not a kid anymore — I can take care of myself."That was it. I stood, the chair scraping back behind me. In two quick steps, I was in front of him. My hand cracked across his face before I even registered the movement. His head snapped to the side."You want to prove you're grown?" I hissed, my jaw tightening. "Then start acting like it. As long as you're driving my car and using my money, you’ll live by my rules. My terms. Or you can walk out that door and figure it out on your ow
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ELENA Before leaving the house, I had thought carefully about whether I really wanted to confront the man sitting across from me now.Truth be told, I wasn’t surprised to find him in the position I did. The woman I assumed to be his secretary looked annoyed that I had interrupted the massage session.Meanwhile, his expression remained calm, as though it were perfectly normal to receive a massage from his secretary during work hours. He cleared his throat."I'm sure you didn’t come to my office just to look around," he said, clearly amused by my discomfort.I straightened in my seat and met his gaze head-on."Can you tell me what happened between you and my late husband the day before he was shot?" I asked, keeping my eyes on him.He looked taken aback, clearly not expecting the question."That’s between me and your late husband," DeLuca replied smoothly, refusing to give anything away.It was clear he wasn’t going to make this easy for me."Here's some advice," he said, leaning forwa
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ELENA THEN.Curiosity wouldn’t let me drop the box before I started unwrapping it. I noticed the look on my father’s face—he was just as curious as I was to know what was inside.When I opened the box, my breath hitched. Inside was the dress I had modeled on the runway. My hands trembled as I pulled out the letter tucked beside it.“This is my way of saying thank you for agreeing to have a drink with me.”I lifted the dress carefully, feeling the weight of the luxurious fabric. My eyes drifted to the price tag, and I had to cover my mouth. Twenty thousand dollars. Ever since my father’s business crumbled, we’ve been living from hand to mouth. That kind of money would have helped us a lot.The money spent on this dress could have gone a long way in supporting us.I stood there, staring at the dress, unsure what to do. I had always known my job was to showcase these dresses on the runway, never to own them—because I could never afford them. And now, here it was—mine.And he’s just a fr
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ELENA Fuck...This didn't yield anything more than I already knew. Deluca still sat before me, his eyes never leaving mine, as thoughts ran through my head in a scattered but understandable form.He tilted his head to the side with a small grin as he watched me, and I sighed under my breath without breaking eye contact.He knew exactly what he was doing, and it irritated me as much as it intrigued—and repulsed—me."You have guts, talking to an Elder that way," he began, and I hissed."He didn't tell me anything I didn't already know," I said, making sure to stare him down. He understood what I was saying because, the next thing I knew, he straightened up—his eyes turning cold."You want payback for your help," he stated, not asked, and I made no move to nod. But I was confused—why was he suddenly so different from just ten minutes ago?His personality changes were too fast to follow."What do you want?" he questioned, crossing his legs and placing his palms on his knees."I want all
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DELUCA Staring down the bastard I had once called father in my early years, I felt nothing but rage and anger.How dare he do such a thing? He had the audacity to kidnap Colton and send Kane into a coma just to get a reaction from me — absurd in its entirety."What do you think you're doing?" I asked, my voice deathly cold and detached as I glared at him, anger bubbling in my chest, burning me from the inside as the urge to hit him swelled and threatened to tip over.I had spent my early years searching for approval from this scum who had merely donated the sperm that made me.What was I thinking? That he would somehow turn a new leaf...?"Colton, isn’t it? You've let him be your weakness. Pity. You shouldn't have one," he smirked at me.I pulled out my gun and fired, watching him flinch as fear clouded his gaze — only to vanish when he realized the bullet had hit the sofa beside his head, not him."If I wanted you dead, you would be dead. The next time you go near Colton or even thi
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ELENA I’d been avoiding riding in the same car as DeLuca. He always found a way to get on my nerves.“What happened to their Mafia gibberish—‘a debt must be paid when due or there would be dire consequences’?”Son of a bitch.I muttered under my breath as I tried to drag Sarah along with me.“You can take Mr. Leo to his quarters. I’ll handle Sarah,” I instructed the guards the moment I saw them running toward us."Sarah, we're home. You're safe now," I said gently to her, feeling the way she clung tightly to me.Despite everything I'd been through today, the sight of Sarah—the terror etched across her face—almost brought a grin to my lips.My chatterbox best friend could barely mutter a word.I gently laid her down on the bed, tucked her in with extra blankets, and pressed a kiss to her forehead before heading to my room.When I reached my door, I sank to the floor, burying my head in my hands."Was I fighting a lost battle...?"Before I could finish the thought, my phone buzzed. Fra
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DELUCA I stared straight at Elena whose eyes held a faraway look in them and briefly began to wonder what was going through her head.She gave a soft undetectable sigh before turning to glance at her still in a trance friend, curled up right into Lucas who held her to him as her eyes dropped with exhaustion."Someone tried to kill you once again today" I began, taking my eyes off of her friend and back to her and she sniffed before responding."Obviously""That doesn't bother you?" I probed with curiosity."Should it?" She sent back with a cold stare and I shrugged slowly, she was acting as though this was now normal occurrence for her and from the tabs I'd been keeping on her, it would seem so."You know, my offer still sta-""You owe me a favor Mr Deluca. Instead of selling your market, why don't you focus on paying back huh..?" She fixed me with a fake sweet smile just as the car came to a stop and she tapped her friend while pushing open the door.I didn't go after her, not this
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ELENA My hands tightened around the gun in my purse. I had Sarah behind me as I led her out of the backstage. My white dress was splattered with blood—it looked like something out of a horror movie. I probably looked just like Deluca had when he waltzed into the place with confidence, despite being stained from head to toe in blood.I had just finished changing when I heard the gunshots. My heart pounded with fear—fear for the life of my best friend, who had stubbornly followed me to the show.I came across a dead makeup artist with a gunshot wound to her head. I sidestepped her body and rushed to my purse, pulling out the gun.I turned down the hallway that led in and out and heard another shot go off. Blood splattered onto me, but I didn’t hesitate—I fired two quick shots.I had found Sarah being held at gunpoint and had shot the man before dragging her out to the stage.But I was confused by the chaos unfolding in the venue. Every dignitary was running, as though they had no train
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DELUCA Waltzing into the arena, my body smeared with blood and my confidence soaring—perhaps for the first time in my life—stares and murmurs followed my every move. Everyone was either curious or, more likely, terrified of whose blood I wore like a trophy.I felt better. Two down, two to go.And Lucas had finally freed himself from that bloodsucking leech, Madeline.I coolly pulled out a chair in the VIP section and sat down, not caring in the slightest whom it was reserved for. I crossed my legs, clasped my hands together, and watched as the show began.The first models came and went, each exuding a kind of elegance that captivated the crowd. But I was growing impatient.Then, the curtains drew back—and out walked the only person I was certain everyone had come to see.She embodied elegance. She didn’t just walk the runway—she owned it. She moved with a confidence most women could only dream of. The sparkle in her eyes made one thing clear: she loved the attention. Everyone was ent
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ELENA I refused to regret not taking the car—or Mr. Leo—along. I could’ve made a quick change and saved time, but the truth was, I had achieved my mission. That alone made it worth it.I’d helped DeLuca.Now, he owes me.But my small victory was short-lived. My smile faded the moment I saw a figure standing at the entrance, arms folded. As I got closer, I recognized her.Sarah.Thankfully, I’d already taken off the mask I used earlier.“It’s about time,” she said, voice flat.I ignored her tone, parked the bike in a hurry, and rushed past her, heading upstairs to my room for a quick shower.“Please inform Mr. Leo to get the car ready,” I tossed over my shoulder without slowing down.To my surprise, Sarah didn’t argue. She just watched me go, silent.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Ten minutes later…I stepped out of the house and Sarah was nowhere in sight. Relief washed over me. Maybe she was letting me off the hook—for now. I didn’t have the time or energy for one of her lectures tonight
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DELUCA I was surprised—shocked, even—and it showed on my face.I had prided myself on the ability to remain unshaken after the life I’d lived, but this infuriating woman surprised me daily.And this… this was the height of it.I looked around as I stood up, only to discover she was nowhere to be found.Lucas gave me an ear-splitting grin as he hopped over to me. I cut away his ropes.“Where is she?” I asked.He shrugged, but when I glared at him, he finally spoke.“She left.”“What do you mean she left?” My brows furrowed in frustration.“She did. She told me to shut up and disappeared into the night,” he said with that same irritating shrug before bending down to pick up a groaning Colton, whose eyes were starting to flutter open.“Do I send him back?”I looked at Colton and decided it was time he watched.Time he stopped being a child and finally understood what I had been protecting him from.Maybe then he’d stop being such a blabbermouth.Such an idiot.For years, I’d protected h
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ElenaAs we drove back to the mansion, I suddenly had an idea—A very bad idea that could get me killed.I stayed calm until we got to the house. Sarah made an excuse to go clean up in her room, and I took that as my opportunity to hash out my ridiculous plan.If I could help rescue—or at least assist—Deluca, he’d owe me a debt, and he'd want to repay it.That was when my ridiculous plan got interesting enough for me to actually go through with it.I called his line, and an unknown male picked up.“What do you want?” he barked into the phone.I was already tapping on my laptop, tracing the call to its current location.“I was hoping to talk to the owner of the cell,” I began, dragging out my purpose for calling. He took the bait like a fool.“He’s not available. Who’s talking?” he demanded.Just then, my laptop gave a sharp ping. I quickly disconnected the call.My lips curved into a triumphant grin.I got dressed, not forgetting my face mask, and silently slipped out of the mansion.
