All Chapters of Consumed By Vincenzo’s Vendetta : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Chapter 90Stacy⟻⟼ ✦ ⟻⟼The pool water rippled faintly, like it had heard my evil confession and was trying to carry it away. Vincenzo sat beside me, silent as ever, his cigarette burning down to the filter. The smoke curled around him like some ominous crown, and I swear, if silence were a weapon, he’d be wielding it like a pro. Did I think he was some priest in an old, echoing cathedral, ready to absolve my sins? Hell no. But I also didn’t expect him to sit there like a grim reaper deliberating over whether I deserved a swift death or slow torture for the heinous crime I’d committed at fourteen. His eyes bore into me, sharp and emotionless, like he was trying to solve a murder mystery where I was both the victim and the suspect.“Just say it already,” I snapped, my nerves fraying.Still nothing. The man was quieter than a corpse, and for a terrifying second, I wondered if he was contemplating how to make me one.I hated that look. I hated him.But most of all, I hated myself. Fo

Chapter 92 Vincenzo ⟻⟼ ✦ ⟻⟼ FIVE HOURS EARLIER; SICILY So you’re telling me,” Nikolai said slowly, his voice dripping with disbelief, “that all of this—all of it—comes down to Ignacio once again?” Before I could answer, a loud, shrill cry pierced through the air from the baby monitor, making everyone in the room freeze. Kegan grimaced. “Jesus Christ, that kid’s gonna be louder than all of us one day,” he muttered, glancing at the monitor like it was a ticking time bomb. “Most grown men don’t make that kind of racket.” “I’m just saying,” Marcel piped up, his grin widening, “I’ve heard you scream like a toddler after a bad haircut, Kegan. The kid might take after you.” The room erupted in laughter, and even Russel—exhausted as he was from the sleepless nights with Allesia and the baby—couldn’t suppress a grin. I was tired and way too sober for this circus. I rubbed my temples, fighting the urge to tell them all to just shut the hell up and get to the point. “Can we p

Chapter 93Vincenzo⟻⟼ ✦ ⟻⟼She looked so peaceful in my arms. Her cheek rested against my chest, she was exhausted from all that sex and it showed on her pale face and ragged breathing, even in sleep. Her hair, still damp from our shower, spilling across her face like auburn silk. The scent of lavender mixed with saltwater clung to her skin, faint but potent enough to stir something in me I wasn’t ready to name. Vulnerability wasn’t a word I’d ever associate with Eustacia Salvatore, but right now, she looked… fragile. Breakable, even. And for reasons that made no sense, I didn’t like it.I traced a finger along the curve of her shoulder, careful not to wake her. If I stayed here long enough, I might convince myself that the world outside didn’t exist—that the troubles I’d built my life on couldn’t reach us in this remote little slice of Italy.But the world didn’t work that way, not for people like me. Peace wasn’t something we got to keep, it was something we stole in fleeting mom

Chapter 96Stacy⟻⟼ ✦ ⟻⟼We’re back in Chicago.Vincenzo made me dress like his personal billboard again, but this time, I wasn’t mad about it. I’d been expecting it ever since we went shopping. So I’d handpicked these trendy girly T-shirts and baggy pants that added a totally new meaning to the word ‘Girl Boss’. So today, I was drowning in one of those trendy shirts and baggy boyfriend jeans that could fit two of me inside. But I’ll admit—there was something about it. God, I missed being a fashion girlie!I styled my hair in loose waves—Vincenzo helped me with that—yea, he’s some kind of hairdresser now. Honestly, who is this guy? But fine, I had to admit, it looked good. I wore moderate heels, just enough to make me feel very tall, and carried a designer handbag like it was my weapon of choice. A light touch of makeup. Nothing too flashy, but it was enough to tell the world I was in control. Today, I felt powerful. Invincible, even.I wasn’t a prisoner anymore. Not physically, a

Chapter 98 Stacy⟻⟼ ✦ ⟻⟼“We have to spend the night here,” Vincenzo announced as he entered the room, I took one glance at him and noticed how completely out of place he looked. His white shirt was untucked, and the sleeves were rolled up, his hair tousled. “I know,” I muttered, casually slipping off my heels and giving him a quick glance.I’d been waiting in here all evening, I wasn’t exactly thrilled, but I wasn’t about to show it. He’d been busy with the Valente guy and handling Cummiskey related issues before I decided I needed a break myself and opted to wait here. “You’re not mad?” His voice carried that slight uncertainty. And if I wasn’t so aware of the way his jaw tightened when he asked, I might’ve found it endearing.I shot him a look, barely suppressing my frown. “Mad? About what? The fact that I’m stuck in here with you once again? Or just the whole ‘we’re back in this damn room we started in’ situation?”His lips twitched like he was fighting a smile. But his eyes l