After the Last Goodbye

Naples, Italy. Evening. Inside one of the city’s private hospitals. The smell of disinfectant and the sounds of medical machines filled the room. Two young men sat there: one thirty-three, the other thirty. Despite their apparent strength, in that moment, they were as fragile as children. "The doctor said your condition will improve. We’re with you, Mom," Lorenzo said softly, trying to steady his voice as he stepped closer to her. He didn’t hold her gaze for long, as if afraid his eyes would betray him. "Of course. Everything will be fine," Adriano added, gently patting her hand. He then exchanged a brief look with Lorenzo, one that revealed everything words could not. Isabella lay on the bed, her face pale, her breathing weak, yet her eyes still carried an indescribable love."Adriano… Lorenzo… take care of each other, my loves," she whispered in a faint, exhausted voice. "Mom, you’ll be okay. We’re here. We won’t leave you," Lorenzo reassured her, tenderly stroking

Last Updated : 2026-06-02

The Return to Milan

3 months later... In Milan, the morning light slipped through the tall windows of the De Santis family mansion, revealing luxury in every corner and wealth reflected in the finest details, from the exquisite furnishings to the elegant decoration that spoke of refined taste and a distinguished social standing. The house was spacious and elegant, with polished marble floors and crystal chandeliers hanging from the high ceilings. At the long dining table, the family had gathered as they did every morning. At the head of the table sat Alessia, Silvia's mother, a woman in her early seventies. To her right sat Silvia De Rossi. To Alessia's left sat Monica, Silvia's eldest daughter and the CEO of the family company. Beside Monica sat Marco, her twenty-three-year-old younger brother and her partner in managing the company. Across from them sat Maria, Silvia's youngest daughter, twenty years old. Beside Maria sat Sophia, Silvia's niece, who had been living with them for the

Last Updated : 2026-06-03

The Night They Met

It was another busy day at the De Santis Group headquarters. Employees moved quickly through the halls as phones rang and documents passed from one desk to another. Computer screens were filled with reports and numbers, and everyone seemed focused on their work, aware that even the smallest decision could have consequences beyond a single office. But on the upper floor, Monica De Rossi was the first to arrive at the boardroom. She took her usual seat at the head of the long table, placed her file in front of her, and opened her laptop without looking around. She already knew everyone would follow in time as they always did. Minutes later, the board members began entering one by one until the room was full. Marco entered last and closed the door behind him. "Let’s begin," she said without preamble, clasping her hands together on the table. The lights dimmed slightly, and a large map of Amalfi appeared on the screen, centered on a massive project, Amalfi Prestige Resort.

Last Updated : 2026-06-04

Death Message

That night, Monica was in her room resting after a long and exhausting day at work. She held her mobile phone, trying to call her fiancé, but all her attempts failed as he wasn't answering. She threw the phone onto the bed in frustration and exhaled sharply. "Where are you, Sam? Why aren't you answering my calls?" She said in a voice filled with despair and sadness. Her favorite TV show was playing on the television, but for the first time, she paid no attention to it. She leaned back against the headboard and closed her eyes briefly, trying to ignore the uneasiness growing inside her chest. With every unanswered call and every text that went unreplied, she felt the distance between them growing little by little, until it became impossible to pretend everything was still the same. The thought that there might be another woman occasionally crept into her mind, but she always forced herself to dismiss it. Sam was her childhood friend, and she trusted him more than anyone. She gl

Last Updated : 2026-06-05

The Beginning of the End

Monica stared at the screen for a few seconds, unable to process what she was seeing. She read the message over and over again. Monica De Rossi, you're a dead woman. Silvia noticed the sudden change in her daughter's expression."What is it?" she asked anxiously. Without saying a word, Monica handed her the phone. Silvia's face went pale the moment she read the message."My God..." she whispered. Monica took the phone back and locked the screen."It's probably some idiot trying to scare me." Her mom looked at her in disbelief."How can you say that so calmly?" Monica shrugged slightly, although a faint tension could be seen in her eyes."Because panicking won't solve anything." "But someone threatened to kill you," she said in disbelief. "I know." "And you're telling me it's nothing?" "I didn't say it's nothing," she replied calmly. "I said we shouldn't jump to conclusions. It could be a prank, someone holding a grudge against the company, or simply a disturbed person

Last Updated : 2026-06-29

When They Met Again

Marco rushed into the hospital, his face pale with panic. "Please, somebody help us," he shouted desperately. "He's been shot in the arm and he is bleeding badly."The medical staff immediately rushed over with a stretcher. They carefully lifted him onto it and hurried him toward the operating room.Marco remained outside, pacing back and forth restlessly as he waited for news.After some time, the doctor finally stepped out of the operating room. Marco hurried toward him at once. "Please, Doctor," he said anxiously. "Tell me, is he going to be okay?"The doctor offered him a reassuring smile. "Yes, he's fine. Don't worry. We removed the bullet from his upper arm, and he's now out of danger."Marco closed his eyes in relief and let out a long breath. "Thank God..." He looked back at the doctor. "What happens next? When can I talk to him?""He's still under the effects of the anesthesia," the doctor explained. "He should wake up in about half an hour.""Alright. Thank you, Doctor.""Yo

Last Updated : 2026-07-01