LOGINMilaI sensed something was off. No matter how much I asked the driver and the guards in the car where we were going, no one cared to reply, as if they were mute.I held Angelo closer to me.“We’re taking you and the young Master to a safe place, as we were ordered, Ms. Rossetti,” the guard sitting in front of us said.Young Master?!“Who ordered you?” I asked, my voice sharp.He didn’t respond. Before I could ask again, the car pulled up in front of a huge building I had never seen before.“Ms. Rossetti, please come,” a woman said in a respectful tone as she opened the car door.I shook my head, pulled Angelo closer, and placed my hand protectively over my lower abdomen.She smiled at Angelo and said, “Hello, Angelo.”“Who are you?” I asked.Her expression turned more serious.“Ma’am, I’m not allowed to say anything right now. Please come with us.”When I looked around, I knew I had no way out. I knew better than to stand alone against all these armed people.I held Angelo’s hand and
LucaA dark thought passed through my head as I watched Levi tied to a chair. His shirt was soaked with blood.Why didn't I snap his skull yet? I should have done that months ago.Because you're a coward, the voice in my head mocked me. You know how ugly and monstrous she will see you if you kill her favorite man.Favorite man.The words stung deep in my heart.Give me a break! You still care about her after what she has done to you? She broke the legend of the untouchable Il Cativo. Il Don, whose enemies die from a single glare. Do your men still really respect you after their boss was tied to a bed by a woman so she could escape him?I let out a huge cloud of smoke, still looking through the partition glass between where I was standing and the room where Levi was tied."Boss," one of my men said as he entered the room. "Mission accomplished. The house has been completely leveled to the ground, and Ms. Russetti and the young master are completely safe."I handed him my cigarette and
MilaI saw him and froze.He was here. Luca.The moment I saw the title Il Cativo on the sky I realized he already had his move.He went through my high security team and …The look in his eyes terrified me to the core.Then, one single move of his fingers and things exploded.Screams and cries echoed in the place, while a huge smoke cloud rose to the sky.“Two cars exploded," someone shouted.“Look! There’s another explosion on the upper floor,” I heard another one shout.That was my room. Everything I had brought with me...Every memory...Everything burned with it.People started crowding on the exit gate of the front yard.“Levi!” I shouted, holding Angelo’s hand into mine tightly.Levi was nowhere to be seen. I started walking toward the exit. It seemed he went to save his mother.Just as I tried to walk forward, another explosion shook the ground, panic swallowed the garden.People screamed more loudly, chairs overturned, and guests ran in every direction like if it was the d
LucaThe corners of my lips twisted when the spy I put in Marceau's villa informed me that Mila and Levi had decided on the engagement party date."If you want, sir… we could…" he stammered."No!" I cut him off and hung up.I knew exactly what he was about to suggest. Killing Levi.That would be easy. If I wanted to do that, I would have done it the moment I met him.But no…She was thinking that hiring security guards from the dark web would protect her. Let her think that.I swallowed the contents of my glass and said to my brothers in a casual tone, "You are about to get an engagement invitation."They exchanged glances. They didn't need to ask what I was saying, they already understood.Marco coughed, then said, "Should we stop it?"I placed my glass on the table and simply said, "No need."I could see the curiosity on their faces.Ricardo cleared his throat as he got on his feet and filled my glass. "You know we can force her to come home.""Why?" I asked calmly.He sniffed, "Bro
My hand trembled violently and a few drops of water spilled from my glass and splashed onto my lap as my heart skipped a beat.I stared at the message then read it again and again.Luca.It was him.I didn’t need to see his name on the caller ID to know it was him.For a long moment, I could only sit there in silence, my eyes fixed on the glowing screen.I shewed down my lips and thought, ‘How did he know about the engagement?’‘The announcement hadn't even been made publicly yet.’A cold sensation crawled down my spine. He was closer than I thought. Much closer. Dangerously closer.The fear I had been trying to suppress for days suddenly surged to the surface like a thunder in my chest.I let out a trembling sigh. That silence...God, that silence had been terrifying.I had almost convinced myself that maybe he was busy. Maybe he was distracted. Maybe he had finally accepted that I was not worth his time and attention and…Who was I fooling?This was Luca. Il Don. Cattivo.Luca Hayde
“This dress design will hide your belly and rediance your skin.” Levi’s mother handed me the tenth dress design.I stared at the sketch without speaking. Ten designs. Ten versions of me I was supposed to become. Mila Marceau. The future wife.A woman with no connection to the blood-soaked world she came from. The irony almost made me laugh.On the long marble table, fabrics, sketches, and silhouettes were spread like silent proof that I no longer had control over anything—not even how I would look when the world decided I belonged to Levi Marceau.Even when I said I was tired for shopping, Levi's mother brought a designer.I forced a small nod. That was what I had been doing all morning. Nodding and smiling when necessary.Because I couldn’t risk leaving the villa yet.The dresses were too stunning. Ivory silk. Champagne satin. Pale blush lace. Soft colors that whispered wealth, control, perfection. Everything screamed Mrs. Marceau.Everything felt like a cage disguised as elegance.‘
LucaThe most painful thing for a human, the one that feels like sharp needles cutting through his inner tissues, is being both the cause and the sufferer of the people he loves dearly.When Ricardo shared the live stream link of the press conference between the Russetti Group and the Ricci Group, I
All who gathered here were businessmen, businesswomen, agencies, affairs, and also the media. The media and reporters were flashing their cameras everywhere, waiting for an exciting incident to happen.Even at occasions like this, deals like weapons and drugs were common under the table—and sometime
Blood splattered on the wall behind Adams, and he fell to the ground, clutching his leg as a harsh scream escaped his throat. “Screw you!” he growled.“This is to remind you of the line I drew for you—don’t cross it,” Luca declared, then left.Adams’s bodyguards were just outside the main gate; one
“How are you feeling now?” Adams asked, his eyes lingering on me when I appeared in the living room.I smiled faintly. “I’m okay.” Then I sat on the couch opposite him. “You don’t have to stay, Adams. I’m totally fine.”He rose from his seat and sat right next to me, taking my hand while he mumbled,


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