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ELENA I walked into the orphanage, my heart immediately softening at the sight of the children playing outside. Their laughter tugged at something deep within me.I had stopped coming here after marrying Lorenzo. If it were up to me, I would have never stayed away from these sweet angels. But life had pulled me in a different direction. Now, as I made my way toward Francesco’s office, I felt a familiar warmth creeping in.Reaching the door with his name engraved on it, I knocked gently.“Come in,” came the familiar voice from the other side.I opened the door and stepped inside.“Well, look who we have here!” Francesco exclaimed, rising from his chair with a wide smile. He pulled me into a tight hug, and for a moment, it felt like no time had passed.Francesco was my ex. We had dated for eight months in college before life pulled us apart. He had gone abroad to further his studies while I pursued a career in modeling.After his parents left him a large inheritance—one that would last
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DELUCA I kept playing with the children, but my mind was fixed on the woman sitting across from me at the playground.I had been surprised to see her there when I walked in, gently guiding the little girl as they drew together.A pang of jealousy tightened in my chest when I realized I wasn’t the only one captivated by her. Francesco Adolfo couldn’t take his eyes off her either.I watched him from the corner of my eye as he made his way back to where she sat with the kid and I wondered what there was between them. When I glanced back, I saw her rise and head toward the restroom. Seizing the opportunity, I quickly excused myself from the children.“I’ll be right back, kiddos,” I said. They barely glanced up, nodding as they remained focused on the toys I had brought for them.Then I hasten my steps after her.“Elena,” I called just before she could enter the ladies' room.She turned her head slightly, her expression unreadable.“It’s Mrs. Russon,” she corrected, pausing mid-step.My
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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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ElenaI sank down into the seat, dragging in deep breaths as I reconciled with the fact that I had come this close to death without having achieved anything.It was surreal to realize I felt no remorse for the dead man. But I simply couldn’t find it in me to feel anything.I knew that sooner or later, I would kill someone with this gun—but thinking about it and actually doing it were two different things.What was even more disturbing was my lack of anxiety or emotion altogether.I didn’t dare to glance at him again, afraid that doing so might awaken feelings I didn’t want to face.Slowly, I stood up, giving the room one last look. Nothing seemed out of place—except for the pile of burnt papers.Lately, I had been feeling suspicious. Who had burned them? Whoever it was had to be aware of Lorenzo’s dealings.And if that was the case, they must have been close to him.It could be Dante… or the Council Elders… or even Deluca.This was beyond frustrating. I was going around in circles, an
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DelucaThe only person who could make Lucas hiss with that much anger was one woman—Madeline.His ex.I gave him an amused glance, and his face pulled into a frown as we turned around to find Madeline standing behind us.They had dated for, like, two or three months before something huge happened.No need to go into details now—that was a story for another day. Right now, I had to find a way to get this bitch out of Lucas's sight.“What do you want?” I asked, my voice turning emotionless and unrecognizable.“Oh, don’t be so cold, Deluca. We go way back, do—”“I’m giving you a minute to convince me not to put a bullet through your skull,” I drawled lowly and saw fear flash in her eyes before she quickly concealed it.“I need your help,” she threw out, and my brows raised of their own accord.Glancing at Lucas, who stared at her with disbelief, I knew the woman had to be on something to even think I would help her.“You need our help?” I echoed, my brows suddenly pinching together.“Unf
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ElenaJustice...This single word had me dressed in black, with a matching face mask, ready to find something—anything—about my late husband's death.It was nighttime, I knew. It was also dangerous, maybe even reckless. But today, Deluca had struck a nerve.I slowly and quietly padded down the stairs, careful to avoid the patrolling bodyguard I’d hired for the estate, then went straight to the garage. I picked out a soundless bike Lorenzo had gotten me years ago.I’d found it funny and unnecessary when he first gave it to me, but he had said I would need it one day.He was right again, it would seem.The thought brought pain to my chest, but it also strengthened my resolve to find out more about his death—and get the justice he deserved.I left the garage with ease and made my way to the casino in no time.When I arrived, the whole place was dark and empty, save for the patrolling guards.They were fierce at first, but as soon as they saw my face, they let me in. I made my way quickly
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Elena"Elena, you came."Francesca sounded surprised that I was here again, and I gave him a small smile. I’d been feeling rather good recently. Every time I recalled my father and Sarah having the protection they needed, I felt relief—and that turned into excitement.It was a rare occurrence since Lorenzo passed away...My heart twinged with pain, but I brushed it away before taking a seat across from him."You look different," he observed, a small smile playing on his lips."Yeah, I finally arranged protection for Father and Sarah.""Sarah? She wouldn’t like that." He laughed shortly, and I gave him a playful glare.I was always so free with him—and with Sarah."Of course she would—because she won’t know, and you won’t tell her."I pointed at him, and he gave me a short look before making a zipping motion across his lips."Good. You asked me for something the other day—what was it?" I finally got to the real reason I was here, apart from seeing the kids."Ah, yes, I did. I need your
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Deluca"That was cold."A whistle sounded from behind me, and I didn't have to turn around to know who it was—Lucas."She needed to hear it," I simply said, eyes still on the bend Elena had disappeared into.Her eyes had communicated something to me when I said all those words—hurt. Utter despair, right before a realization—and she concealed it. Whatever that realization was, I wasn't sure I wanted to know. Or perhaps I did."Come on, something's happening at the casino," he beckoned, and I finally tore my eyes away from the bend to stare at him, my brows furrowing."What's happening?" I asked. The casino was one of the only places where exciting things rarely happened, so this was a bit surprising."Some resident folks are protesting for—you will not like this—but... it's for the death of O'Connor."I sucked in a deep breath as my spine straightened and a coldness seeped into my chest. What he said really sank in."They're doing what?" My voice was deathly calm as I pinned him down w
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ELENACrap.I hadn’t realized he’d caught me staring—until it was too late.One second I was watching him, letting my eyes trace the rigid lines of his face, trying to decipher what he was thinking as he stood there, so still, so unreadable. The next, his dark eyes locked onto mine with all the precision of a sniper. And just like that, I froze.My first instinct was to look away—pretend I was lost in thought or distracted by the kids—but it was useless. He was already moving. Strolling toward me with that quiet intensity that always made my skin feel too tight. I could practically feel the weight of each step he took, like the earth shifted just to let him pass.I exhaled slowly, steadying my nerves as I straightened my spine. This was not the time to show weakness. Not with him. Not after everything.“Deluca,” I managed, forcing the name past the knot tightening in my throat.He stopped just a few feet away, hands in his pockets, eyes unreadable. Still, there was something in his ga
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DELUCA "...Come now, Colton dear. You know you shouldn't be provoking your brother Deluca—he's far older than you," Mother’s voice filtered into my consciousness as I slowly opened my eyes. The bright lights in the kitchen of my old home made me blink, but my vision quickly adjusted.Tears stung my eyes as I struggled to stay calm, watching a treasured memory unfold before me like a movie playing in real time.This was what she had been reduced to—a memory."Adrian, be careful! Don’t go stealing all my cookies, you little thief!"For a quiet young boy, I adored my mother’s cooking. To me, it was the best in the world. It was as if the younger me instinctively knew our time together would be short, so he tried to savor every moment before it vanished.That was when the nightmare intruded on the memory.Blood. So much blood.Flashes of lifeless eyes stared into mine from my hiding spot.Laughter. The sound of those vile men echoed in my ears, forever etched into my mind.REALITY"...Wa
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DELUCA I walked into my office, the exhaustion from the past few days still clinging to me like a second skin. My shoulders ached, my head throbbed, and all I wanted was a moment of silence. As I reached to power on my system, Nichole walked in."Good morning, sir," she greeted, her tone crisp and professional.I nodded and offered her a tired smile."Can I get you your usual, boss?" she asked, leaning forward ever so slightly, a subtle arch in her posture that didn’t go unnoticed."Yes, thanks," I replied, already turning my attention back to the screen in front of me."DeLuca."The sharp sound of my name pulled my gaze up. Nichole was struggling to keep Camila from barging in."Nichole, it’s okay. I’ll take it from here," I said, my voice calm."Who’s the bitch now?" I heard Camila mutter under her breath as she shoved Nichole out of the way and slammed the door shut behind her."Oh, DeLuca," she purred, her heels clicking softly on the polished floor as she made her way around my
The Mafia Widow's Revenge Chapter Fifty
ELENAI had Mr. Leo drive me and the two other bodyguards down to my father’s estate."Elena, what a surprise!" His face lit up with relief at seeing me safe and sound, and I felt comforted by the familiarity of it.For a while, it had felt like Sarah was the only person I had left. Seeing my father reminded me I wasn’t alone in this pursuit for justice and control."Father," I murmured, stepping into his arms as he pulled me close, burying his face into my neck.Nostalgia hit hard. I tightened my arms around him as my eyes stung with incoming tears. I held them back—better for him not to know the full weight of what my life had become.A whirlwind of emotions rushed through me, but I refused to let any tears fall."You brought friends?" His voice was skeptical, laced with curiosity.I chuckled softly as we pulled away from the embrace. I instantly felt the loss.Lorenzo used to hold me like that…I couldn’t let myself spiral into those thoughts. Not now.Clearing my throat to break t
