روايات بقلم Scooley

The doors of the master bedroom slammed against the wall with a deafening crack. Vito walked into the room angrily."What the fuck..." he growled, pacing across the room like. "Those are definitely Valentino's men, and Ricardo's men. Every single one of them."He had just gone to have a meeting with a high-profile businessman in a secure, exclusive clubhouse downtown—a routine meeting to secure shipping routes. But the second his drink hit the table, chaos broke loose. Gunfire erupted out of nowhere, shattering the premium crystal and tearing through the plush leather booths. It wasn't a standard, localized hit. It was a synchronized, chaotic mess, and it seems it was Ricardo and Valentino's men turning a public lounge into a war zone just to get to him.He had to leave before his entire security detail was wiped off the board, forcing his way through the back alleys while bullets tore up behind his tires.He sat down on the edge of the cushion, running a scarred hand through his ha

The bedroom was drowning in a frustrated silence. Ortensia sat on the edge of the mattress. Vito stood near the dresser across the room, buttoning up a clean, pitch-black shirt. His movements were slow, and entirely detached. Vito had refused to touch her, that was the punishment. Funny how the table had turned, it was him who used to punish her using sex, but now starving her with sex. Whenever she had been stubborn or defiant in the past, his dominance in the sheets was his weapon to break her walls.Now, his complete and utter withholding of intimacy was a far more brutal execution. He was locking her out of his space entirely, turning into a cold ghost.She hated it. She wanted him, she missed him, the physical craving for his touch mixing dangerously with the residual terror of Valentino house. She stood up from the bed, as she crossed the space, stopping just inches from his broad chest."Vito, look at me," Ortensia said, her voice cracking a little.Vito didn't even flinch.

The silence that settled over the living room was suffocating. Ortensia sat frozen on the sofa, her eyes fixed blankly on the floor as the terrifying reality of her situation began to sink in.For months, Vito had operated under the assumption that he was the apex predator of this city, the undisputed ruler of his own domain. But looking at the scorched aftermath of Valentino’s trap, the illusion completely shattered. Ricardo’s gang and Valentino’s gang were the real rivals.They were the true ancient empires of the city's underworld, titans who had been trading blood, territory, and secrets since long before Vito had ever pulled his first trigger.Vito stood by the glass window, his broad shoulders tense as he stared out into the perimeter of his estate. A realization settled deep into his chest. He hadn't been a king at all. Vito had simply been another pawn, blinded by anger and revenge, caught up in Ricardo’s lies.Ricardo had meticulously raised him, fed him grievances, and sharp

The heat from the burning vehicle was intense enough. Valentino stood perfectly still, his eyes fixed on the roaring fire that consumed the driveway. He reached into his coat pocket as his phone began to ring against his palm. He snapped it open and pressed it to his ear, his eyes never leaving the wreckage."Report," Valentino commanded."Sir, we have a big problem," Andrew’s panicked voice crackled through the speaker, competing with the distant crackle of the flames."Vito isn't in that vehicle. Our perimeter cameras just picked up movement deep inside the residential wing. Vito had entered the house. He's already past the secondary checkpoints."Valentino's jaw clenched. He shook his head, staring directly at the inferno."It can't be," Valentino snapped, his happy tone vanishing into a deadly whisper. "I am looking at the fire right now, Andrew. The rocket hit the target directly. The vehicle is completely obliterated. There is no way he survived that blast.""He was never inside

The silence inside the pastel bedroom was suffocating, broken only by the low hum of the estate’s air conditioning. Vito stood frozen near the threshold, his dark eyes wide as he absorbed the icy, furious stare coming from his doll. He had expected tears, trembling hands, and a desperate run into his arms. Instead, the emotional wall she had put up was impenetrable."Why are you here, Vito?" Ortensia asked, her voice dropping into a shock tone, her eyes narrowing as a like Vito had made a mistake coming here… Vito stood before Ortensia, his chest rising and falling with barely contained frustration. The absurdity of the situation gripped him. He had bypassed an army, risked his syndicate, and walked straight into a snake's den to save her. She had every chance to escape, yet she stayed. Why?"What do you mean, what am I doing here?" Vito asked, his voice a low, dangerous grow. "I came to get you back, Ortensia. I thought you were being tortured. I thought you were dying. I just sawe

The mansion was completely quiet, but the air inside the office felt too hot. Vito paced back and forth across the tiles. Behind him, Rico and Enzo stood with their arms crossed, their faces set in hard stone. Nobody spoke. The only sound was the ticking of the clock, and it was driving them all crazy. Vito had been waiting for a sign, any sign, since they dumped Dr. Alex’s body.He knew Valentino was out there, playing games and waiting for him to break.Suddenly, the door swung open. A young man, one of Vito’s men… he rushed in, his face completely pale and his hands shaking as he held a small cardboard box wrapped in thick packing tape."Boss," the soldier stammered, his voice cracking. "This just arrived at the front gate. A courier left it. He said it’s for you."Vito didn't say a word. He just jerked his head, and Enzo stepped forward to snatch the box out of the kid's hands before kicking him out of the room. Enzo placed the package right on the center of the mahogany desk. Ric