All Chapters of Enemies At The Altar : Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

And the enemy wasted no time.Three days later, the first article appeared.Then another.Then ten more.Not gossip.Not scandals.Something far more dangerous.Analysis.Public discussions about Mark Romano.His leadership.His recent decisions.And one recurring theme appeared in every single conversation.Mia.Mia sat in the war room staring at a tablet.The headline made her want to throw it across the room.HAS ROMANO'S JUDGMENT BEEN COMPROMISED?Below it was worse.Far worse.A detailed breakdown of every major decision Mark had made since she entered his life.Every risk.Every delay.Every sacrifice.Every time he'd chosen her safety over efficiency.The facts weren't even wrong.That was the problem.The enemy wasn't lying.They were arranging the truth.Mark entered the room.One look at her expression and he sighed."What now?"She handed him the tablet.He read silently.Finished.Placed it on the table.Then continued pouring coffee.Mia blinked."That's your reaction?""

The blood was gone.The stain on the hospital floor had been scrubbed away before sunrise.But Mia still saw it.Every time she closed her eyes.Every time she looked at her hands.Every time the little girl's voice echoed in her head."You saved me."She hadn't slept.Neither had Mark.He sat quietly in the study, reading reports while pretending not to watch her.It wasn't working.She was pretending not to notice.That wasn't working either.The next morning, Luca burst into the mansion with unusual energy.Which was saying something."Good news."Nobody answered.He looked at Mia."You're officially a hero."She frowned."I killed someone.""You saved thirty-seven people.""That's not the part I'm remembering."Luca's smile disappeared.Before he could reply, another man entered the study.Older.Well dressed.One of Don Romano's political advisors.His expression was grim."Don."Don Romano looked up."What is it?"The advisor placed several newspapers on the table.Every headlin

Luca's laughter was still echoing through the hallway when Mia finally pushed Mark away."Don't smile.""I'm not.""You are.""I'm breathing.""Suspiciously."Mark looked completely innocent.Which somehow made it worse.Before Mia could argue again, her phone vibrated.An invitation.A charity auction hosted by the city's elite.At the bottom was one handwritten line.Come alone. We need to talk. — IsabellaMia's smile disappeared."You are absolutely not going."Luca folded his arms. “ I thought she left the country?”Mark nodded once."No."Mia looked from one man to the other."I wasn't asking permission.""You should start, Maybe she's back for revenge," Luca replied.She ignored him."It's a public event.""It's a trap," Mark answered."It's Isabella.""Exactly."Mia sighed."She wants a reaction."Mark met her eyes."Then don't give her one."That evening, Mia attended anyway.Not alone.She simply didn't know that six Romano guards, Luca, and Mark himself were spread across th

ETHAN. The name sat on the file like a ghost refusing to disappear. Alessandro Moretti rested a hand on it before sliding it across the table. One of his advisers frowned. "After everything he did, why keep records?" Alessandro's smile was faint. "Because people love simple stories." "And this isn't one?" "Yeah." He looked out the window toward the city. "Ethan was useful." Meanwhile, at the Romano mansion, Luca walked into the war room carrying an old storage box covered in dust. He sneezed. Twice. Mia looked up from her notes. "Planning to attack us with allergies?" Luca rolled his eyes. "I've risked my life for this family and this is the respect I get." Mark didn't even look up. "It's consistent." Mia smiled. Luca dramatically placed the box on the table. "I found something." Don Romano entered just in time to hear those words. "What?" "Old financial records." Everyone became serious. Luca opened the box. Inside were folders, photographs, phone records

After the cool atmosphere between father and daughter. Mia was called to the study by Don, she never wanted to go but she has a lot of questions to ask him.The study door remained half open.Rainwater still clung to Mia's hair as she walked back inside.Don Romano hadn't moved.He stood beside the fireplace, one hand resting on the old wooden desk, staring at the extinguished flames.Luca quietly looked between them.Then, without saying a word, he slipped out and closed the door.For the first time in years, father and daughter were completely alone.Neither spoke.The silence was heavier than any argument.Finally, Mia broke it."How long?"Don Romano slowly turned toward her."Long enough."Her eyes burned."That's not an answer.""I know."She took another step forward."Did you know Ethan would betray me?""I knew he could.""You still let him stay beside me.""I needed to know who he would choose.""And if he chose to kill me?"Don Romano's jaw tightened."He wasn't supposed to