Lahat ng Kabanata ng Cruel Attraction: Kabanata 61 - Kabanata 70

The following week was a whirlwind of planning and preparation. Giovanni and I worked tirelessly to ensure Rover’s safety, finally deciding on a secluded boarding school known for its strict security measures. It was a place only Giovanni and I knew about, a sanctuary where Rover could be safe from the chaos that was about to unfold.With Rover securely in place, Giovanni and I returned to our normal lives, or at least the facade of normalcy. The charade had to continue. We needed Allistori to believe that I still harbored a deep hatred for Giovanni, that our old animosities were still very much alive.One evening, after making sure our plans were progressing smoothly, I found myself slipping into my own house under the cover of darkness. The familiar scent of the place brought back a rush of memories, both comforting and unsettling. I moved quietly throu

Giovanni’s POVI sat in the dimly lit living room, the letter from my father still clutched in my hand. Gabriella paced back and forth, her eyes blazing with fury."You can’t be serious, Giovanni," she snapped. "You expect me to stay here, locked up like some prisoner?""It’s for your safety, Gabriella," I replied, my voice firm. "You saw the letter. My father’s not done with us. Staying here is the safest option."She stopped pacing and glared at me, her jaw set. "I’m not some damsel in distress. I can handle myself.""That’s not the point," I argued, my frustration bubbling. "Our son needs you safe. I need you safe. Please, just listen to me."

Giovanni woke with a start, the morning sun slicing through the gaps in the heavy curtains. His arm instinctively reached out to the other side of the bed, expecting to find Gabriella's warm body next to him. Instead, his hand touched cold, empty sheets. A surge of panic gripped him, sharp and suffocating."Gabriella?" he called out, his voice rough and edged with desperation.Silence. His heart pounded, each beat like a hammer in his chest. She couldn't have left him again. Not after last night. Memories of her sudden departure seven years ago crashed into him, intensifying his fear. He couldn't go through that again. Not now. Not ever."Gabriella!" he shouted, louder this time, his voice trembling with a mix of rage and dread.The room remained silent. A growl of frust

GabriellaIn my dream, Giovanni's voice was a whisper in the dark, a soft caress that sent shivers down my spine. He held me close, his breath warm against my ear."I love you, Gabriella," he murmured, his words filled with an intensity that made my heart ache. "I always have, and I always will."I wanted to believe him, to lose myself in the comfort of his arms. But the reality was always there, lurking just beneath the surface. The betrayal, the lies—they couldn't be erased by words alone.I stirred, the dream slipping away as consciousness pulled me back. The warmth of Giovanni's embrace faded, replaced by the cool, empty space of my own bed. I opened my eyes, the harsh morning light filtering through the curtains. I was alone.I sat up, running a hand through my hair as I tried to shake off the lingering remnants of the dream. It was a new day, and I had made my choice. There was no going back now. I had to focus on my duties, on reclaiming my place as the leader of my clan.After

GiovanniThe rhythmic thud of fists hitting leather echoed through the gym, a familiar and comforting sound. Ace and I were in the ring, sparring. It was our way of blowing off steam and keeping sharp. Ace moved with the speed of a cheetah and the power of a freight train."You're getting slow, boss," Ace teased, dodging a punch and landing a jab to my ribs.I grunted, retaliating with a swift combination that made him backpedal. "You're just getting cocky, Ace."He laughed, circling me. "Can't a guy have a little fun?"Ace had been with me through thick and thin, and he knew more about my life than most. He was the only one I could talk to about Gabriella, the divorce, and our current predicament. As I dodged another punch, my mind wandered back to the night before. Gabriella had been hiding something, I was sure of it. There was a tension in her eyes, a hesitation in her voice that I couldn't shake. My mind was racing, and it pissed me off not knowing what she was keeping from me. B