When I wake up, my head is pounding violently.I am tied to a heavy wooden chair in a room I recognize all too well. It’s my father’s private study at the Rossi estate.The large mahogany desk, the leather books, the smell of his expensive cigars. Everything is here.But my father is on the floor.He is bound to a chair just like me, his face bloodied and bruised. Julian is standing over him, holding a gun, while Elena sits on the edge of the desk, swinging her legs lazily."Ah, she's awake," Julian says, turning to look at me when I move."Dad!" I try to rush forward, but the ropes cut deep into my wrists, trapping me. "Dad, look at me!"My father raises his head weakly. His left eye is swollen shut."Bianca..." he croaks, his voice thick. "I'm sorry, baby. I'm so sorry.""Shut up," Julian barks, striking my father across the face with the barrel of the gun."Stop it! Please, stop it!" I scream, tears blinding me. "Take the money! Take the company! Just let him go!""Oh, we're taking

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Two days later… ~~~ The train car smells like wet coats and cheap tobacco. I press my forehead against the cold, smudged window, watching the rain wash over the neon signs of a city I no longer belong to. I am shivering. My once-expensive silk blouse hangs in tatters, ripped at the shoulder and stained with dried mud and blood, mine and my father's. My bare feet are tucked under the seat, wrapped in a discarded newspaper. It's the only thing shielding the deep cuts carved into my soles. I have exactly thirty-four dollars in my pocket—cash I begged from a terrified gas station clerk in exchange for my diamond earrings. The headline on the folded paper beside me screams the lie to the world. ROSSI EMPIRE COLLAPSES: HEIRESS FLEES AFTER BRUTAL MURDER-SUICIDE. Julian wants me back desperately. For the past two days, every newspaper and news channel has painted me as a monster. Television screens and front pages nationwide plaster my face. Yet somehow, no one has recognized me. M

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"What?..." I say in disbelief. "You heard me, Bianca. Immediately. A public, high-profile wedding. It tells the world that an attack on a Rossi is an attack on a Falcone. It gives me legal rights to your family’s assets the moment Julian is dead. And it ensures you can never betray me." I step back, horrified. "Married? Marco, my father is barely cold! I just escaped a man who used a wedding to destroy me! I am not giving myself to another controller." Marco shrugs, turning his back on me as he walks back to his desk. "Then walk out that door, Bianca. Go back to the streets. Let’s see how long you survive before Julian’s men find you and finish the job. You came to me because I am ruthless. This is my price." I freeze. The image of my father’s lifeless eyes flashes in my mind. I remember the sound of Julian’s laugh. If I walk out, I die, and they win. They get to live in my house, spend my money, and laugh at my grave. My hands clench into fists. My dignity is a luxury I can

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I spend the rest of the day locked inside my new room, staring at the ceiling as the shadows stretch slowly across the walls, every corner of this lavish room reminding me that I'm trapped.I cry until my throat is raw, my mind spiraling back to the quiet nights in my father's study.I remember the evening I told him Julian had proposed. I was so excited back then. I truly believed I was the luckiest woman on the planet.However, my father hadn't smiled.He had stood there, looking out the window, slowly swirling the amber whiskey in his glass.“There is something dark in that boy's eyes, Bianca,” he had warned me, his voice heavy with concern. “A negative aura. A coldness that doesn't belong to a man in love. I don't trust him. You're my daughter. You could have any man. Why him?”In the end, he had been completely right. And my blindness had cost him his life.The guilt suffocates me until my eyes grow heavy, and I finally drift into a restless, exhausted sleep.~~~I wake up to a s

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The dining room feels like a tomb.The moment he recognizes me, I know my past has finally caught up with me.Luca has returned.I look away from his face, fixing my gaze on my plate. My hands clench the white linen napkin under the table to keep them from shaking.Act normal, I repeat to myself like a mantra. He is a stranger. We have never met.Yes!No.Oh God, please…I bite the inside of my cheek until I taste blood, my heart pounding so violently I'm certain everyone at the table can hear it."Luca, this is Bianca Rossi," Marco says, his voice cutting through the ringing in my ears. "My fiancée."I force a shaky smile, trying to rise, but I can't feel my legs.No. I can't feel my entire body.Luca steps closer, his heavy footsteps vibrating through the floor. Instead of offering a hand, he leans down over my shoulder.Before I can register what he's doing, his lips brush against my cheek.I freeze.He doesn’t pull away immediately; he lingers, his hot breath fanning against my ea

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