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Chapter 41

LUCAThe office was low-lit, the warm glow of the desk lamp casting shadows across the dark wood. The faint hum of jazz filled the silence. Rafael leaned back in his chair across from me, sleeves rolled up, eyes sharp.I poured myself a glass of whiskey, the ice clinking softly. “Did you finish setting up the cameras and the audio in the house?”Rafael nodded, face unreadable. “Every room, including hers.”“Good. Pull up the feed.”He grabbed the tablet from the desk, fingers moving swiftly over the screen. Within seconds, the live footage flickered on. We both leaned in as Alicia’s room came into view—but she wasn’t there.“Kitchen,” Rafael muttered, switching views.There she was, sitting across from Isadora. My jaw tightened the second I saw my girl, coffee cup in hand, trying to mask the unease in her eyes.Alicia was talking, her expression soft, almost vulnerable. But I knew better. I turned up the volume.“I guess what I’m trying to say is… I hope you’re prepared. Because lovin
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Chapter 42

ALICIA My fingers trembled slightly as I scrolled through my contacts, carefully selecting a number I knew by heart but dared not save. The message was brief, to the point:"She'll be out tomorrow. Handle it."I stared at the words for a moment, my heart thudding in my chest. Then, with a deep breath, I hit send. The confirmation appeared instantly. No reply, no questions. They knew what needed to be done.I set my phone down, feeling a rush of satisfaction. This was necessary. She was in the way. Once she was gone, everything would fall into place. No guilt. Just relief. Soon, it would all be over.______________ISADORA The next day felt like a breath of fresh air. Meeting up with Laura brought a sense of normalcy I hadn't felt in weeks. When we hugged, I clung to her a little longer than usual, needing that comfort. The sun was warm, and the city bustled around us. For a brief moment, I felt free.Our shopping trip was lighthearted, filled with laughter and playful arguments over
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Chapter 43

LUCA The SUV sliced through the city streets, tinted windows shielding us from curious eyes. My jaw was tight, my fists clenched so hard the leather of my gloves creaked. The adrenaline still coursed through my veins, but beneath it was something sharper—rage. Another attempt. The third in less than two months. And this time, they had come too close. Too close to Isadora. I shifted my gaze to her. She sat rigid beside Laura, her face pale, eyes wide but sharp. She was scared, but she was holding it together. That strength of hers was one of the reasons I had fallen so goddamn hard. But it didn’t mean she wasn’t vulnerable. I had nearly lost her today. The thought made my stomach twist, my grip tightening involuntarily. If that bastard’s aim had been just a little sharper… No. I wouldn’t let my mind go there. I had known something was coming. I had seen Alicia's text through the hidden camera we installed in her room. Her phone screen had lit up, and the message was
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Chapter 44

LUCA I stood at the edge of the estate grounds, the cool night air doing little to temper the fire raging inside me. I lit a cigarette with a steady hand, taking a long drag before dialing Rafael."Find them," I said, voice low and lethal. "Every single one of those bastards. I want names, locations. They don’t sleep until I say so."Rafael’s response was immediate. “Understood. I’ve got the men moving. We’ll hunt them down.”I ended the call and turned toward the basement. I descended the steps slowly, the echo of my footsteps bouncing off the cold concrete walls. Alicia was tied to a chair in the center of the room, wrists bound, mouth gagged. Her eyes snapped up at my entrance—defiant, but there was fear beneath it.I ripped the gag from her mouth. She coughed, lips curling into a smirk. “What now? Going to scare me into talking? You don’t have it in you to hit a woman, Luca. That’s not your style.”I tilted my head, gaze cold. “You’re right. I won’t lay a hand on you.”I stepped
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Chapter 45

ISADORAI woke up to the faint murmur of voices outside the guest room door, the soft shuffle of footsteps in the hallway. Laura was still sleeping beside me, her breathing steady, but my heart was racing before I was even fully conscious.The tension in this house was suffocating.Luca hadn’t been to see me since last night. That alone made my chest tighten with worry. He always checked on me. Always.I slid out of bed carefully, not waking Laura, and padded to the window. The sun was up, casting a dull light over the estate grounds, but the guards below were alert, more than usual.Something had happened.I knew better than to ask.But I couldn’t stay in this room, trapped with my own thoughts.Slipping on a sweater, I quietly left the room and made my way through the halls. The house was too still, like it was holding its breath. My skin prickled with unease.I found Luca in his office, door slightly ajar. He was standing by the window, phone to his ear, jaw tight. His back was to
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Chapter 46

ALICIAPain was a constant companion now—radiating from every limb, settling deep into my bones—but it was the least of my concerns. What hurt more was Matteo. Seeing him dragged in, blindfolded, vulnerable. That nearly shattered me. Nearly.I had given them a name, but not the name.Valentino Costa was powerful, yes. Dangerous. But he wasn’t the one who saved me. He wasn’t the ghost in the shadows pulling the strings. The real puppet master was someone far worse. Someone whose name I couldn’t afford to speak—not even under the blade of Bianca’s knife.Because if I whispered his name… it wouldn’t just be me who died.Matteo. My father. Everyone I ever cared about—they’d all be slaughtered before sundown. That was his way. His signature.The man who saved me—he didn’t deal in threats. He dealt in certainties.I shifted in the chair, the ropes cutting into my wrists. My mouth was dry, throat raw from screaming. But I clung to one thing—I had bought us time. Luca thought he had the truth
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Chapter 47

ISADORAThe weight of the night clung to my skin, a suffocating reminder of what I had witnessed. The quiet brutality of Luca, the way Alicia’s resolve had cracked, the unspoken tension thick enough to strangle.I had chosen to stay. To see the truth of the man I was bound to. And now, I couldn’t look away.Upstairs, the air was just as heavy. Rafael had given me a lingering glance before leaving me alone, as if assessing whether I would run. But where would I go?I stood by the window, my fingers gripping the sill.Footsteps behind me. Luca.His presence was unmistakable—the air shifted, charged with something dark, possessive. He didn’t speak at first, just closed the distance until I could feel the heat of him at my back.“You shouldn’t have seen that,” he murmured.I turned, meeting his gaze. “But I did.”His jaw tightened. “And?”I exhaled slowly. “I’m still here.”Something flickered in his eyes—something primal, dangerous. His hand reached up, fingers trailing along my jaw. “Yo
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Chapter 48

LUCAThe scent of smoke clung to the night air, thick with the promise of destruction.We moved like shadows through the warehouse district, Rafael at my side, Bianca a few steps behind. Costa’s men thought they were untouchable—hidden behind steel doors and security. But they had no idea what was coming for them.Marcello Fiori had been a loose end. Now he was gone. And that meant Costa had something to hide.Rafael nodded toward the entrance, where two guards stood smoking, oblivious. “Quiet or loud?”I rolled my shoulders. “Loud.”A smirk flickered across his face before he moved. A gunshot cracked through the air, one body dropping before the other even had time to react. The second man barely reached for his weapon before my blade was at his throat, a quick, clean slice.Blood sprayed onto the concrete.Bianca stepped over the bodies without pause, yanking the warehouse door open. The moment we stepped inside, chaos erupted.Gunfire. Shouted orders. Men scrambling for cover.We d
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Chapter 49

LUCA The city never slept, but for the first time in days, I wanted to forget the world outside. The room was quiet when I arrived, the weight of the night still heavy on my skin. Blood, gunpowder, and the metallic tang of violence clung to me, but the moment I saw her, everything else faded. Isadora stood by the window, wrapped in only one of my shirts, her silhouette bathed in the soft glow of the street lights. She turned when she heard me, her eyes searching mine, reading the exhaustion beneath the sharp edges of my control. “You’re late,” she murmured, voice softer than I deserved. I didn’t answer. Instead, I crossed the room in three strides, closing the space between us. Her lips parted slightly, but I didn’t give her a chance to speak before I pulled her against me, my fingers tangling in her hair as I claimed her mouth. She melted into me like she belonged there. Like she always had. I could still taste the remnants of whiskey on my tongue, but she was the only thing I
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Chapter 50

ISADORA I woke to the weight of Luca’s arm draped over my waist, his body pressed against mine, warm and solid. It took a moment to register the slow, steady rise and fall of his chest, the absence of tension in his usually rigid frame.He was still asleep.Luca never slept like this. Not deeply. Not without the nightmares that left him restless and pacing before dawn. But now, his breathing was even, his face relaxed in a way I rarely saw.For once, I didn’t want to wake him.Carefully, I shifted just enough to watch him. His dark lashes rested against sharp cheekbones, his lips slightly parted. In sleep, he looked younger. Less like the man who carried the weight of too many sins and more like someone untouched by the world.My fingers moved before I could stop them, slipping through his dark hair. Softer than it looked, the strands fell over his forehead in a way that made him seem almost boyish. He murmured something unintelligible, shifting closer, his grip on me tightening as h
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