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Lily MontgomeryI was still there, in the center of the room, sitting with the flash drive in my hands as if it were a bomb about to explode. Every second felt like an eternity, an overwhelming weight on my chest. I knew something was wrong. I knew.When Matteo entered, his eyes scanned me with the usual concern, but I could no longer trust that gaze. Not after everything I saw, or at least thought I saw."Lily..." He began, his voice cautious, as it always was when he knew something was wrong. "What happened?"I couldn’t respond right away. Not when the weight of the lie was there, between us, the flash drive I was still holding. Then, the pain came out in a whisper, a confession I didn’t want to make, but that was already there, spilling from my throat."I saw..." I couldn’t continue. I just pointed to the flash drive, still trembling in my hands. "I saw the video, Matteo."He froze, his eyes narrowing as he tried to comprehend. I knew what he was about to say, but I also knew what

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Matteo SalvatoreRage consumed me from the inside out. Each step I took toward my destination felt heavier than the last. I needed her — Bianca. Or, more precisely, I needed to destroy her.The thought of losing Lily to that woman was unbearable. That kiss, those images. Bianca had played with my heart, manipulated everything, and turned Lily into a puppet in her dirty game. I knew that nothing I said now could fix what she had caused, but one thing was certain: she wouldn’t get away with it.“Matteo, you can’t make a decision like this,” Paolo tried to stop me, but his voice was drowned out by the fury I felt. He knew I was beyond reason. I didn’t want to hear any more excuses or justifications.I threw the flash drive against the window, hatred filling my whole body.“My men will follow Lily, Paolo. I won’t let her escape from me, but first… I’m going to finish this.” I knew my words were harsh, and I didn’t care.With each word I spoke, I felt a mounting pressure in my chest. I nee

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The car sped down the dark road with urgency, but inside, everything in me was still. Silent. As if my soul had been left behind, back in that filthy van, next to my father’s dead body and Viktor’s words.I was lying in the back seat, covered by a thick coat one of the men had placed over me. I was still trembling. My whole body ached, but my mind… my mind hurt more.Viktor is my brother. Luigi was his father too.And he killed him. Out of revenge. Out of ignorance, and of pain.My hands were still marked from the ropes. My throat burned every time I tried to swallow the tears that kept threatening to come. But I wouldn’t cry. Not here. Not now. Not after everything.The car slowed down. All I could think about was the baby.And Matteo...The gate opened without anyone needing to get out. The engine purred softly. I recognized the scent of forest, of wet wood. The house was secluded, surrounded by trees and stones, like a secret hideout carved in the middle of the world.As soon as we

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Matteo SalvatoreThe smell of blood hit me before I even crossed the mansion’s front door.A police car was parked on the lawn, its lights flashing like a cruel reminder that something had gone terribly wrong.My bodyguards cleared the way, but the tension in the air was almost solid.“You can’t go in, Mr. Salvatore,” said one of the officers at the entrance. I knew him. I’d stuffed his pockets with money more than once.“If I don’t go in now, you won’t walk out alive,” I replied, my eyes burning.He didn’t answer. Just stepped aside.I walked straight down the hall and… there he was.Luigi’s body, lying on the library floor.The dried blood around him looked too dark. His face was turned to the side, frozen between shock and terror.It wasn’t just the man who helped shape me lying there.It was her father.And the worst part...“They found Lily’s fingerprints on the victim’s arm,” said one of the investigators, as cold as if he were talking about damaged goods.“You’re saying it was

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Lily MontgomeryNight fell heavily, like the entire sky had collapsed on my shoulders. I tried to stay calm. Breathe. Think. But the peace this place offered didn’t match the storm consuming me from the inside. I grabbed the laptop one of the guards had left in the living room and, without thinking twice, opened the internet. My name popped up before I even finished typing.“Lily Montgomery accused of murdering her own father.”“Mafia heiress on the run, wanted by Interpol.”“Cameras wiped, fingerprints on the body, signed note: Lily is the main suspect.”My body froze. My hands began to tremble. I clicked on one of the headlines. It was a photo of me... one taken at a charity event. Clean face. Calm smile. And right below it, the caption:“Wanted. Dangerous. Ruthless.”I slammed the laptop shut and rushed to the room where Dimitri was going over documents with two other men.“I need to turn myself in,” I blurted out, breathless. “I have to go to the police and tell them I didn’t do a

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Matteo SalvatoreThe warehouse looked dead from the outside.But hell was boiling inside.We entered in formation, silent. Me, Paolo, and three trusted men. All in the dark, breathing like predators.And he was there.Sitting on a steel chair, black shirt, cigarette in hand. Viktor Orlov.Or rather...Viktor Romano.My footsteps echoed on the concrete. He looked up, smiled like he’d been expecting me.“Salvatore,” he sneered. “I thought you were smarter.”I tossed the envelope onto the table beside him. It landed with a dry thud.“Open it.”He raised an eyebrow, opened it slowly. The smile drained from his face.DNA tests.Old photos of Luigi with Viktor’s mother.Reports. Signatures.Everything.“Congrats,” he muttered. “You’re good at genealogy. So what?”“You killed your father,” I growled. “You knew. Maybe not with words, but you knew. And still... you pulled the trigger.”He stood, calmly.“I didn’t kill anyone.”“Liar.”“I never knew who my father was. No one ever told me. And i

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Lily Montgomery"You can lift your shirt now."The doctor’s hands were firm, cold, yet gentle as she spread the gel across my belly. The room was quiet, except for the soft hum of the machine being turned on.I glanced at my grandfather, still unsure, but he gave me a calm nod.“You’re safe, sweetheart. She’s been my trusted doctor for years,” he whispered, gently touching my shoulder with the kind of tenderness only someone forged by war could show.I nodded, trying to control the anxiety rising inside me in waves.The screen lit up.And there it was.Tiny. Curled. Fragile. But alive.A sound filled the room.Thump-thump. Thump-thump. Thump-thump.My heart stopped for a second—just to hear his.“Everything looks good,” the doctor said with a smile. “Strong heartbeat. Development matches the gestational age. A healthy baby.”I closed my eyes, letting a tear fall.My world was in ruins.But inside me… there was still life.When we left the room, Dimitri offered me a glass of water. I s

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Lily MontgomerySasha stepped out of the car slowly, like someone afraid of being recognized even by the trees.Her eyes scanned the surroundings as if she still lived in captivity. Slouched shoulders, a sharp gaze — Sasha was no longer the girl I rescued from Orlov's house.She now looked like a shadow that had learned how to survive.“Sasha,” I called.She hesitated, like my name from the past had lost all meaning. But when she saw me — really saw me — her eyes faltered.“You’re okay…” she murmured.I took a step forward. “And still pregnant,” I added, with a tired half-smile.She let out a breath, almost laughing, almost crying. Then she walked toward me with firm steps and… hugged me.It was a strange hug. Too tight, like someone holding on for dear life, someone who hadn’t trusted anyone in a long time.Her scent still carried traces of fear. But there was something new now too. Fury. A desire to live.“Thank you,” she whispered in my ear. “If you hadn’t shown up… I’d still be th

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Lily MontgomeryThe next morning, I woke up with a dry throat, a sore body, and a mind on fire.I had dreamed of Matteo. Or at least... his touch.In the dream, he held my hand so tightly it hurt. But when I called his name, he simply vanished.When I opened my eyes, Sasha was already on the porch, sitting on the low wall, sipping black coffee from an old glass cup."Did you sleep?" I asked, joining her."A little," she replied. "I dreamed I was killing Orlov."I sat beside her, pulling the blanket over my shoulders."Nice dream."She gave a crooked smile."Are you sure you want to do this?""Are you backing out?""Not even dead."We sat in silence for a moment, staring at the tall trees in front of the house. The world seemed too calm for the war we were about to start."We’ll need a map. Equipment. And access," she said, more serious now. "That house is protected by sensors and thermal cameras. Orlov uses it like a vault of souls. He won’t make it easy.""And armed security?""Only

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Matteo SalvatoreMy body was intact, but my soul... torn apart.I’d been sleeping for days with a gun at my waist and her name clenched between my teeth.Lily.The world kept spinning around me, but I was stuck.Stuck in her absence.Stuck in the uncertainty of not knowing if she was alive... or just hiding from me.The phone vibrated on the marble table in the hall. Unknown number. No location.I answered on the second ring.Nothing.Silence.But not just any silence.It was a loaded silence.Full of breath.A breath I knew like my own.That delicate pause between fear and courage.That way of breathing with your chest tight, like you want to speak, but you can't.I closed my eyes, gripping the phone so tightly my knuckles turned white.“Lily…”Nothing.But she was there.I knew it.It wasn’t my imagination. It wasn’t paranoia. It was her.And she was alive.“If you’re listening... please, don’t give up. I’m looking for you. And I won’t stop. Not even if hell opens up in front of me.

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