Chapter 23: The Hearing
The formal hearing was held at a neutral location—a private estate owned by one of the elder families. Switzerland, they […]
The formal hearing was held at a neutral location—a private estate owned by one of the elder families. Switzerland, they […]
Alexei gestured to a chair in the center of the room. “Please. Sit. Tell us everything.” I walked toward it,
By noon, Julian had pulled something useful. “Boss, you need to see this.” His face filled the screen in Dante’s
The honeymoon phase lasted exactly three weeks. We’d settled into married life beautifully. Lucia was thriving. The organization was stable.
I woke to chaos. Elise burst into the room at seven AM, followed by a team of stylists. “Up! Everyone
The Marchetti estate felt different when we returned. More like home. Less like a fortress. Or maybe I’d just changed.
The first week in Amalfi passed like a dream. We fell into a rhythm. Mornings on the beach with Lucia,
Three months after the kidnapping. The nightmares were getting better. Not gone—better. Lucia still woke up screaming most nights. Still
The world stopped. “What do you mean someone took her?” My voice didn’t sound like mine. Too high. Too desperate.
The drive back to the Navarro estate felt different in daylight. Less ominous. More exposed. I sat beside Dante in