LOGINSorry for the delay, lovelies. I haven't been feeling well, and I don't know why, but I've been feeling depressed lately. Thank you for reading. ❤️
Samuele sat at his desk with his head resting in his hands, his eyes locked onto the report on his computer screen—the latest update his team had just sent over regarding Renzo’s condition.A knock sounded at the door.“Come in,” he muttered, not even looking up.The door clicked open, and Bella walked into the office holding a mug of warm herbal tea.“Dr. DeLuca,” she said in her sweet voice. Samuele lifted his head from the screen and saw Bella standing there, offering him a gentle smile. As he sat up straight, the rich, soothing aroma of the tea reached him, instantly taking a sliver of the edge off his exhaustion. He desperately needed it—but how had she known that?“I...” She hesitated for a moment, setting the saucer and cup down on his desk before taking a step back. “I thought I’d bring you some tea. I know it’s been a very long day.”“Thank you, Dr. Bella,” he replied, his tone remaining cold and professional as he turned his attention straight back to the monitor. “Your shi
As soon as they all arrived at the hospital, the medical team was already waiting. The trauma bays were prepped, and Dr. DeLuca had been alerted—though he was already on site for Rosa the moment he heard she had been admitted with internal bleeding.Renzo and Reid were immediately wheeled into separate rooms to begin emergency procedures. Reid was rushed straight into the operating room to stop the chest hemorrhage, while the trauma team worked frantically on Renzo to stabilize him and bring him back to consciousness.Rosa still hadn't regained consciousness. Lucy slowly walked over to Luciano. “How is Rosa?” Luciano asked, his voice low.Lucy shook her head, her face pale and etched with deep remorse and pain.“The doctor said her condition is critical,” she whispered, her voice trembling. “The baby is under severe distress. She took a heavy blow to her abdomen when she fell. They... they aren't sure if the baby will survive.”Luciano closed his eyes and leaned his head back against
Marco couldn't even manage a single word to answer. He lay curled in a fetal position on the floor, groaning in absolute agony as his blood began to pool on the cold tile.“Take this bastard and all his men to our torture safehouse,” Luciano barked, wiping the blood from his own face. “Keep them alive until they are begging for death.”Luciano turned to finally get his son from his man, but he stopped dead in his tracks. His eyes locked onto Tonio, who was pinned flat against the floor by the soldiers, his face pressed to the tile. Even with a boot on his back, the traitor was still watching the Don sneakily through lowered eyelashes. Luciano prowled toward him like an apex predator reaching its prey. In one explosive motion, he grabbed Tonio by the hair, lifted his body, and slammed his face violently into the wall.Tonio cried out loudly, “Sorry, Boss! Sorry!”Luciano chuckled darkly, a sound vibrating with pure agony and white-hot fury. “A traitor doesn't get a second chance to say
Luciano remained on his knees, his eyes burning with a fierce, untamed rage as he growled, “Now you have me. Let everyone else go.”Marco laughed, a sickening sound, before delivering a brutal kick straight to the Don's face. The force of the blow sent Luciano doubling over, crashing onto his back.Behind him, Luciano's soldiers remained rooted to their spots, their jaws locked tight and fists clenched so hard their knuckles turned white. They didn't blink, refusing to take their eyes off their fallen leader as if silently waiting for a signal.Fuck, Luciano cursed in his head, fighting the white-hot pain throbbing in his skull. He calculated every single angle of escape, but with two barrels locked onto Renzo, he knew a single wrong move meant his son's life.Spitting a mouthful of blood onto the tile, Luciano dragged himself back up onto his knees, locking eyes with his enemy again. “Okay. You can beat me as much as you want. But let my men and my son go, Marco.”“Still so fucking pr
Luciano’s jaw clenched, the muscles ticking. “You know one bullet from me ends you right now, Marco. Don't test me.”“And what then?” Marco taunted, a venomous smirk spreading across his face as his men shifted their weight, ready to pull their triggers. “My men will turn you and your boy into Swiss cheese before your shell casing even hits the floor.”Marco paused, widening his grin into a dramatic, grimacing smile as he stared at the Don. “Oh, I beg your pardon. I forgot to give you the news. Your loyal capo, Luca...” He stretched out the silence, delivering the final blow with pure malice. “He died helplessly by my men's hands. Because you chose to come here and leave him alone out there to die.”Marco began to laugh, and his men instantly joined in. Luciano’s eyes shifted, landing directly on Tonio, who was laughing right along with them. Tonio showed zero fear meeting the Don’s gaze. Luciano glared at the traitor in absolute disgust, his blood running boiling hot.“Throw down your
“Wake up, Renzo. Wake up, boy,” Laura pleaded, splashing water onto the child's small, pale face. But he didn’t stir. “Fuck… that bastard gave him a heavy dose.”She hissed in frustration, shaking his shoulder firmly in a desperate bid to snap him out of it, but it was no use. The boy remained completely limp.Suddenly, a barrage of gunfire erupted outside. Laura was startled, instantly scooping Renzo up and clutching him tight against her chest. She dragged them both into a corner, squeezing behind a tall console table to hide.The echoing chaos of gunshots, shouting, and groans filled the house for what felt like agonizing minutes. Then, the heavy front door gave way with a loud, splintering bang, followed by the heavy thud of tactical footsteps flooding the hallways. Laura pressed herself flatter against the wall, praying it was Luciano and his men coming for the boy and not Marco’s reinforcements. What she didn't know was that the moment she broke the door lock to get Renzo out, M
Just as Luciano turned the corner, Rosa arrived at the other end of the hall. She saw his retreating back, but at that exact moment, Luciano turned around. Rosa froze.Pure, cold fear gripped her. She instinctively ducked against the wall, hiding behind a thick marble pillar. Luciano’s eyes swept th
Early that morning, Luciano’s grandmother’s condition suddenly took a turn for the worse. She began struggling to breathe and was rushed to the hospital immediately. As soon as Luciano received the news, he raced there.His grandfather was already by his wife's side, but the moment Luciano entered
Luciano had been furious with Rosa for lying to him. He had avoided going to see her because he knew he wouldn’t be able to control the monsters inside him—and he might end up hurting her.But that morning, when he heard she was going to Prose and Stanza, his anger turned into worry. He didn’t know
One hour earlier…Luciano was sitting in his car, with Luca driving them toward his office, when his phone rang. It was the man he had assigned to follow and guard Rosa.From the bodyguard, he learned that Rosa was on her way to her father’s publishing house. The news immediately put him on edge.“







