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Thirty

I stare at Dell, confused.Why would he want me to call Luca instead of the cops? It doesn’t make sense. When you're fighting for your life, you don't call a mafia group for help; you call the cops and paramedics. Worst of all, he wants me to call the very mafia group he's been trying to bring down.I shake my head, trying to make sense of his request. He doesn’t look okay, and even though the bullet is out and his life isn't as at risk as before, he still needs that blood transfusion.“Why would you want me to call Luca?” I ask. He looks at me, his eyes filled with pain and urgency.“Just call him. He will know what to do,” he says in barely a whisper. I am taken aback by that.I have so many questions that need answers, but the more time we waste, the less chance he has of surviving.“I can’t do that, Dell. I don’t want anything to do with the Romano mafia family,” I say. I keep t

Thirty One

I am sitting in the hospital reception, impatiently shaking my legs as I wait for any news from the doctors. I can’t seem to settle down. When I called Luca, he came all right, but he didn’t come alone. Alessandro was with him, along with most of his men. I couldn’t exactly tell them that Dell didn’t want Alessandro there because I was desperate to save his life.When they suggested we take him to the hospital, I almost lost my mind, yelling about how Dell didn’t want the police or the hospital involved. Luca said that Dell asked me to call him for a reason, and whatever it was, they would take care of it. I didn’t care to ask what they meant by that. I just wanted Dell to be okay.I remember seeing Alessandro’s men carrying Morales’s body from the warehouse. As much as I wanted to know where they were taking it, I didn’t ask anything. I got in the car that was carrying Dell to the hospital, and we left before I cou

Thirty Two

My head is reeling with so many thoughts right now. I still can’t believe what Dell just said to me.“What do you mean Alessandro is your brother?” I manage to ask, my voice barely above a whisper. This must be some sort of joke because there is no way what he just said to me makes any sense.He sighs, looking exhausted.“Well, half-brother,” he says, and I am tempted to roll my eyes. That’s the only thing that would make sense because they are literally two different races. “We share the same mother, different fathers,” he says so casually, like he didn’t just spin my world around by telling me that.It takes a moment for it all to sink in. There’s just no way in hell that the two men who have been pushing me around, making me work for them, just so happen to be related.“You are kidding, right?” I ask. He shakes his head, and the look he gives me tells me that he is not kiddi

Thirty Three

I barely got any sleep last night. Hell, even saying I’ve gotten any sleep recently would be an understatement. A lot has been happening in my life, and anytime I close my eyes, I wake up sweating and panting because of a nightmare. Besides, I came in late and slept only for a couple of hours before deciding I couldn’t do this anymore.I passed by the hotel to tell Raul I was okay and to book a room for myself. He wanted to know what had happened, but I still didn’t trust him enough to tell him. At this point, I don’t even know who to trust. Everyone seems to have betrayed me.I'm shoving clothes into my suitcase, my hands trembling with anger and betrayal. I can’t stay here, not after everything I’ve learned. Last night, I decided to move out. I can’t live with people who’ve lied to me since I arrived. As I toss another shirt into the case, I hear a slight knock on the door as it is pushed open. Dell’s mom, Rose, p

Thirty Four

I took a taxi here because I left Dell’s car at his parents' home. I’ll need to rent a car for a month while I figure out if staying here any longer is necessary. When my mom asked Dell’s parents to take me in and help me with whatever I needed before she died, it was because she trusted them. It’s sad now to realize they took her trust for granted. I don’t know if she knew about my father’s involvement with the FBI or that he had another child, but one thing I’m certain of is that she didn’t know Alessandro was Rose’s son. There’s no way she could have known. Rose and my mom weren’t that close—they only got to know each other because their husbands were best friends. Given the distance, they never really developed a deeper friendship, so I doubt Rose ever told her she had another son.I’m unpacking my things in the hotel room, trying to settle into this temporary place. It’s quiet—too q

Thirty Five

I check the notification on my phone and sigh in relief. Eleonora has just sent my payment in full. I don’t even think she looked at all the photos before sending it. I spent all day working on them and made sure to send them for her approval. I slip the phone into the back pocket of my pants and take a deep breath before walking into the club. The Velvet Room is a fancy place that reeks of money and secrets.After what felt like hours of bargaining with myself, I finally made a decision—one I’m probably going to regret, but what the hell? I’m trying to convince myself that this is the right thing to do, or at least the only option I have left. Raul left earlier in the evening. He said that since he had basically been kidnapped, he hadn’t informed his fiancée that he was out of town, so he needed to go back and check in on her, plus he had to report back to work tomorrow. He told me that whatever decision I made, he would support me and ke

Thirty Six

I’m seated on the edge of the bed, wrapped in a silk robe—an expensive one, no doubt. I can tell from the way it feels against my skin, not that it matters when I’m trembling like a leaf. Beneath the robe is the red two-piece lingerie he insisted I wear. The thing is, this whole set—it’s sexy. It should make me feel sexy, but not in this situation. Instead, I feel cold. The fabric clings to my skin in a way that’s both flattering and revealing, but I can’t bring myself to appreciate any of that. My heart is pounding so violently that it drowns out any rational thought.I keep asking myself why I’m here, why I didn’t just say no when he commanded me to come. I know he called Luca again and gave him specific instructions to bring me here. And knowing Luca, he wouldn’t have let me walk away, but still, I could’ve said no the first time he made that absurd request on the call. I could’ve thought of something&

Thirty Seven

"What?” I ask, completely thrown off. “But you…”“The offer expired a long time ago,” he cuts me off, his tone flat.I’m confused. This is what he wanted. He even threatened me and got really pissed just because I said no. Everything that has happened between us was because he so desperately wanted me to be his mistress. And sure, he did promise to leave me alone after his former mistress, Mia, returned, but we all know that didn’t last long. I mean, he did demand I come here and dress up in this stupid lingerie for him, only for him to turn around and tell me the offer expired? What the hell?I feel a bit embarrassed, if I’m being honest, and genuinely pissed. I quickly reach for the robe on the floor and pull it on, tying it tightly around my waist.“Then why did you have me come here and wear this if you didn’t even want me?” I ask, trying to hide the edge in my voice.&ldq

Thirty Eight

"Are you okay?” he asks. I nod, only to realize he can't see me over the phone.“Yes, did you get back safe?”“Yes.”I’m on the phone with Raul while walking out of the hotel for my meeting. The art curator I’m meeting was a connection from the masquerade ball exhibitioner, and if this deal goes through, it could be a huge step toward getting more exposure for my work. But Raul’s voice pulls me out of my thoughts as I wait for my Uber.“Have you thought about what we discussed?” he asks, his tone clipped, as if he’s running out of patience.I sigh, knowing exactly what he’s referring to. I did think about it. I even went ahead and tried it, but it turned out to be a huge disappointment.“Alessandro changed his mind,” I say, hearing Raul mutter something under his breath, like he can’t believe it.“What do you mean he changed his mind?&rdquo

Thirty Nine

The meeting went well, and I have to say, with everything that’s been going on in my life—how it feels like I’ve been stuck in most of the things I’ve been trying to achieve—this small win is something I definitely needed. She saw my work and said she loved it. She even suggested I display a few pieces at the museum and promised to get me invites to every art and photography show she hears of. I was over the moon when she told me that.Bella and I are headed out to check the apartment she was excited about. Meanwhile, I’m still thinking about how I turned down Maria’s request. I told her a lie—I said my camera equipment had a technical issue and that I’d need to wait a while for repairs. The thing is, if she had called me a week ago, or even a couple of days ago, I might have considered it because, let’s be honest, I do need the money. But after what happened between Alessandro and me last night, there’s no way

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