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110Allesio’s POV The event was all gloss and shine, the kind of gathering that screamed wealth, power, and a hundred secrets whispered between champagne flutes. It wasn’t my first time in rooms like this, but tonight felt different. Not because of the high-profile faces or the sharp undercurrent of danger, but because of Rosa.I watched her move through the crowd, effortless in her charm, commanding in her presence. She was magnetic, pulling everyone’s attention without even trying. It was fascinating to see her in her element, but more than that, it gave me a glimpse of her world—a world I was supposed to infiltrate.But as I stood by her side, observing and calculating, I found myself distracted. Not by the glittering chandeliers or the murmured alliances being forged in the corners, but by the way her lips tightened when she saw *him*.It happened quickly, almost imperceptibly. A man approached—sharp suit, sharper eyes, his smile as thin as the blade he probably had hidden somewh
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111Rosa’s POV I wasn’t used to being caught off guard. In my world, surprises were rarely pleasant, and trust was a luxury most couldn’t afford. It was safer to anticipate every move, to read between the lines before anyone had a chance to strike.But then there was Allesio.It had been a long week. Meetings, negotiations, and the endless balancing act of keeping both my family’s interests and my sanity intact. I’d barely had time to breathe, let alone think about anything else. So when Allesio showed up this evening, his expression unreadable, I braced myself.“What’s with the look?” I asked, leaning against the doorway of the sitting room.He smirked, hands tucked casually into his pockets. “What look?”“That look,” I said, narrowing my eyes. “The one that says you’re up to something.”He chuckled, the sound warm and easy. “Maybe I am.”I crossed my arms, waiting. “Out with it.”Instead of answering, he pulled something from behind his back—a small, weathered book. At first glance
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112Rosa’s POV The rain tapped softly against the windows, the steady rhythm filling the quiet space between us. Allesio sat across from me on the couch, his expression as easygoing as ever. There was something about the way he looked at me, like he wasn’t in a rush, like he could wait forever for me to say something. It was infuriating and comforting all at once.I swirled the wine in my glass, watching the deep red liquid catch the dim light of the room. The silence between us wasn’t awkward—it never was—but tonight, it felt heavy kind of. My heart was filled with words I wasn’t sure I wanted to say.“You’re quiet tonight,” he said, breaking the stillness. His voice was low, warm, and it pulled at something deep inside me.“Just thinking,” I replied, lifting the glass to my lips.“About?”I hesitated, glancing at him. His eyes were steady, curious but not probing. Somehow, that made it harder to resist.“My father,” I admitted finally, my voice softer than I intended.He didn’t say
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113Allesio’s POV Alaric’s voice still rang in my ears as I paced the length of my room. He hadn’t raised it, hadn’t even sounded angry, but his words had carried enough warning to make my chest tighten.“You’re getting too comfortable, Allesio,” he’d said. “I don’t care how charming you think she is—your job is to get the information. Stop wasting time.”I rubbed a hand over my jaw, staring out the window at the darkened grounds of the mansion. Alaric always knew how to dig his claws into people, and I wasn’t any exception. The problem was, for the first time in my life, I wasn’t sure if I wanted to follow his orders.The mission had been simple enough at first. Gain Rosa’s trust. Get close enough to learn her family’s weaknesses, their strategies, the cracks in their armor and if they were ever involved in Dominic’s death, or if they knew if the Cruz family had done it. I’d done it before with others, and I’d done it well. But this time, it wasn’t so easy to compartmentalize.Maybe
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114Rosa’s POV The late afternoon sunlight filtered through the windows, practically blinding, if I hadn’t dropped the curtains a bit when I entered. I leaned back in my chair, scrolling absentmindedly through an email on my laptop. It was some logistics report my father insisted I review, but the words were swimming on the screen. My mind was elsewhere.It wasn’t like me to be distracted. Focus was one of the few things I prided myself on—especially in a house like ours, where any misstep could mean a weak link. And yet, here I was, replaying the conversation I’d had with Allesio in the garden last night.Something was off with him. I could see it in the way he carried himself, the tightness in his jaw, the way his normally easy confidence felt… strained.I tried to shake it off. It wasn’t my business. Allesio could deal with whatever was bothering him on his own. That was the logical thing to think, and I told myself to stick to it. But logic had little to do with the way my chest
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115Rosa’s POV The conference room smelled faintly of leather and freshly brewed espresso, a combination that always reminded me of my father. It was his space, his domain, where every deal, decision, and strategy was meticulously planned. I sat at the long oak table, flanked by my father’s most trusted advisors and a few of my cousins, including Marco. I glared at him.I had grown up in rooms like this. I knew the game well—speak only when necessary, choose your words with precision, and never let your emotions betray you. Today, however, I was finding it harder to stick to those rules.“So, what’s the story with this Allesio?” my father asked, his tone casual but his eyes sharp as he looked directly at me.I froze for a split second, the question catching me off guard. My father rarely inquired about my personal life, let alone anyone I might be spending time with. The room seemed to grow quieter, all eyes subtly shifting toward me.“What about him?” I asked, keeping my tone neutra
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116Allesio’s POV The moment I realized I was in too deep, it felt like the floor beneath me had given way. I’d spent years learning to control my emotions, perfecting the art of staying detached, of seeing people as pieces on a board rather than as individuals with lives I could ruin. But Rosa was starting to crack that armor, and I hated myself for it.We were sitting on the balcony of her room, watching the city lights flicker like stars against the darkness. She had a glass of wine in her hand and her legs tucked beneath her on the lounge chair, looking more at peace than I’d seen her in weeks. The glow from the outdoor heater softened the angles of her face, and for a moment, she looked so vulnerable it hurt.I told myself not to stare, but it was impossible not to. Rosa was magnetic in a way I hadn’t anticipated. She wasn’t just beautiful; she was smart, confident, and surprisingly kind beneath all her guarded edges. I’d thought seducing her would be easy—a game I’d played a hu
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117Allesio’s POV Rosa had a way of finding me when I least wanted to be found.I’d been avoiding her again, not because I didn’t want to see her—I always wanted to see her—but because I didn’t trust myself to be around her. Not when I was torn between the pull of what I felt for her and the guilt of what I was supposed to do.I thought I was safe in the garden, tucked into one of the stone alcoves overlooking the manicured hedges. The air was cool and smelled faintly of lavender.. But then I heard the click of heels against the flagstones, and before I could even try to slip away, she was standing in front of me, arms crossed, eyes narrowed.“Okay, what the hell is going on?” Rosa said, her tone sharp enough to cut through the evening air.I looked up from where I sat, trying to summon my usual charm. “Nice to see you too.”“Don’t,” she snapped, stepping closer. “Don’t deflect. You’ve been acting weird for days now, and I’m done pretending not to notice. So, spill.”Her gaze was unr
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266Allesio’s POVIt had been a week since I made that promise to Rosa. Since I promised her that I won’t tell Alaric. And each day felt like a weight pressing down harder on my chest. The guilt of keeping the secret, the guilt of betraying Alaric, was gnawing at me, and I couldn’t escape it. The promise I’d made to her—I won’t tell Alaric, I won’t tell anyone—had started to feel less like a vow and more like a cage I couldn’t break out of.I spent more time at the mansion than her condo now, hoping to bury my thoughts under the grind of work. I told myself that keeping my focus on Alaric, on what I owed him, would keep my head straight. But every time I looked at him, every time I saw his face, the guilt flared up again. It didn’t matter that Rosa was the one I loved. I had a duty to Alaric that I couldn’t ignore, no matter how much my heart pulled me in the other direction.This war with myself—loyalty versus love—was eating away at me.I had just stepped off the elevator when I bum
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265Rosa’s POVIt was late when Allesio finally came back into to the condo. The air between us wasn’t just tense—it felt fragile, like a glass already cracked and on the verge of shattering. But this time, it wasn’t about the Cruz family or Dominic’s death. Something else weighed on him.“Allesio?” I called softly, setting my book down on the nightstand. He paused in the doorway, his hand resting on the frame like it was the only thing holding him up.“Rosa.” His voice was low, almost hoarse, and I knew whatever he was carrying wasn’t just another argument waiting to happen.I stood, crossing the room until I was close enough to see the faint lines of worry etched on his face. “What is it?”He hesitated, his eyes searching mine. “There’s trouble at the docks.”My stomach clenched. “Again?” I breathed out.“Yes. Again,” he murmured in reply.“What happened?” I asked.“Alaric got word that a shipment went missing. Weapons, high-grade. Some of the guys think it’s a setup.” His jaw tight
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264Allesio’s POV.“You’re lying to yourself, Allesio. And it’s going to destroy you.”Rosa’s voice cut through the heavy silence like a blade, sharp and deliberate. I looked up from the glass in my hand, the amber liquid trembling slightly as I set it down. Her words hung in the air, daring me to respond, but for a moment, I didn’t. I couldn’t.Instead, I leaned back against the chair, exhaling slowly. “What am I supposed to say to that?” I muttered, my tone edged with exhaustion. “You want me to admit you’re right? That I’m falling apart? That I don’t have the first clue how to fix any of this?”“I want you to stop pretending you can carry all of it alone.” Rosa crossed her arms, her gaze piercing. “Because you can’t. And if you don’t realize that soon, it’ll cost us everything.”I ran a hand through my hair, the frustration boiling over. “And what exactly do you suggest, huh? Just tell Alaric the truth and hope he doesn’t tear the world apart looking for revenge? Because that’s exa
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263Allesio’s POVI felt like I was losing my grip on reality. Every time I saw Rosa, it was like the walls were closing in. Her confession still hung over me like a storm cloud, and no matter how much I tried to shake it, the weight wouldn’t lift. The guilt wasn’t just about keeping secrets from Alaric—it was the deeper betrayal I couldn’t even admit to myself. The tangled mess of Dominic’s death, the Cruz family, and Rosa’s insistence on her and her family’s innocence had my head spinning.The worst part? I wasn’t sure if Alaric had picked up on it yet. If he hadn’t picked up on it that I already knew and I was hiding it. He wasn’t blind, and he definitely wasn’t stupid. The man could read me like a book on my best day, and I wasn’t even pretending well anymore.I couldn’t avoid him forever, though. I was in his office, and the air felt even more suffocating than usual. He was flipping through some papers at the scattered on the table, his focus seemingly on anything but me.Meanwhi
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262Allesio’s POV“Do you ever think about how things might’ve been if Dominic were still alive?” I asked, my tone casual, though my heart thudded heavily in my chest. I was at Rosa’s condo today too. It was where I was spending most of my free time now. And I decided that I wanted to know everything today. Maybe, just maybe she doesn’t know anything and I don’t have to choose between her and Alaric.She raised a brow, giving me a somewhat confused look. “Dominic?”“Alaric’s brother. Do you think if Dominic was still alive, Alaric would have been a better man than he is now?” I asked her, observing her intently. “Do you ever think about how things might have been I’d Dominic were still alive?”Rosa froze for a moment, her glass hovering mid-air. “That’s a loaded question, Allesio.”I shrugged, keeping my gaze steady. “Is it? Alaric does. A lot. He doesn’t say it, but I know he’s still haunted by it.”Her eyes flicked to mine, wide and uncertain. “Haunted how?”“Like he’s carrying some
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261Allesio’s POVSecrets have a way of sinking into your bones, of twisting around your every thought like a barbed wire. No matter how much I tried to focus on the present, the weight of the decision I’d made not to share Rosa’s information with Alaric clawed at me.It wasn’t like I didn’t understand the stakes. Alaric and I had been through enough together for me to know how he operated. Loyalty wasn’t just a requirement in our world—it was the lifeline that kept you breathing. And yet, I chose Rosa.It wasn’t a decision I’d made lightly, but every time I thought about the way her eyes brightened whenever she saw me, I knew I couldn’t throw her into Alaric’s crosshairs. Not when she trusted me.Alaric was already seated in the dimly lit bar when I arrived, a whiskey glass in his hand and an air of impatience hovering around him.“You’re late,” he said, his eyes cutting toward me as I slid into the seat across from him.“Traffic,” I lied smoothly, signaling the bartender for a drink
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260Rosa’s POV.The afternoon sunlight was warm on my face as Allesio and I walked back to the apartment. The day had been full of small joys—ice cream, bookshops, and just the comfort of him being with me, but something was very off about him. It was just too obvious. And it had been for a few weeks now and I couldn’t figure out what the issue was.Allesio wasn’t himself.Sure, he laughed at my jokes and indulged me when I dragged him into yet another store to look at scarves or quirky trinkets. He held my hand and kissed my temple like always, but there was a distance in his eyes. It was like his mind was somewhere else, wrestling with something I couldn’t see.“Are you okay?” I asked again, keeping my tone light as we climbed into the elevator lifting us up to our apartment. I just couldn’t let it sit still, seeing him so obviously bothered.“Yeah,” he said quickly, a little too quickly.I let it slide, but my curiosity sharpened. This wasn’t the first time I’d felt him pulling awa
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259Allesio’s POVRosa was standing in the kitchen, by the stove and starring a pot with one hand while the other rested on her hip. Currently we were at her new condo she just moved into. She has this small smile on her face, so beautiful and so effortless that it struc me how lucky I was to have her in my life.“You’re staring,” she said, glancing at me over her shoulder with a teasing smirk.I leaned against the doorway, arms crossed. “And if I am?”“You’re distracting me,” she replied, though the smile playing on her lips betrayed her mock annoyance.I pushed off the doorframe and walked over, wrapping my arms around her waist. “If I’m distracting you, it’s only fair. You’ve been distracting me since the day we met.”She laughed again softly and warmly and leaned into me. “You’re such a charmer, you know that?”“Only for you,” I murmured, pressing a kiss to her temple.Moments like these felt almost too good to be true. The simplicity of being with her, the ease of her presence—it
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258Alaric’s POVI watched her from across the room. She was sitting there, her arms crossed, looking down at her lap as if trying to collect herself. Her shoulders were trembling ever so slightly, and I could feel the guilt gnawing at me, making my chest tighten with each passing second.I had messed up. Big time. I had let the rage and the need for control cloud my judgment, and now she was sitting there, hurt, angry, and devastated because of the choices I had made without her. Without her.I was so damn stupid.“Emilia,” I said, my voice low but firm, my feet taking me toward her before I even realized what I was doing. She didn’t look up when I said her name, but I knew she heard me.She didn’t respond, though. She just kept looking at her hands, fingers fidgeting with the hem of her sleeve. I could feel the distance between us, like an invisible wall had gone up the moment I’d made the decision to move against Alonso without even telling her.I could feel her anger radiating fro
