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CHAPTER THIRTY
VINCENZO
Her grip on my hand tightened, confirming my suspicions. The protective instincts within me surged to the forefront, a fierce determination taking hold.
I vowed silently that if her father had indeed played a role in her suffering, he would face the consequences. No mercy would be granted. I would devise the most merciless and excruciating punishment that his twisted mind could never fathom. The thought of him causing her pain ignited a wrath within me, one that would be unleashed with unyielding force.
"I just said I don't want to talk about it. Let me just enjoy this serene atmosphere," she calmly reiterated, her eyes reflecting a peaceful respite from the weight of her past.
We arrived at my penthouse just a few minutes later. This place was my sanctuary, where I sought solace and clarity whenever the weight of my responsibilities became too burdensome. It was a haven hidden from prying eyes, known only to my most trusted men
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ANYAHe was watching me, a mixture of confusion, happiness, and awe flickering across his face. It was as if he was seeing me for the first time, and his gaze pierced through me, unraveling the layers I had carefully woven around myself.In his presence, I felt something I hadn't felt in years—genuine happiness. It was a feeling that resonated deep within me, filling the void that had existed for far too long. Vincenzo had become the source of that happiness, and I couldn't deny the effect he had on me.He had effortlessly swept into my life, breaking down the barriers I had erected to shield myself from pain and vulnerability. Little by little, he had guided me out of the darkness, encouraging me to confront my fears and trust in him. It was a journey I never anticipated taking, but one that I was grateful for.When Vincenzo asked me to enter the car, my instinct was to resist, to shy away from the memories that haunted me. But he
TAINTED DESIRES CHAPTER THIRTY TWO
ANYA The past month had been a whirlwind of emotions and newfound happiness. In Vincenzo, I had discovered not just a protector, but also a companion who truly understood me. The sense of belonging and acceptance I felt within the estate was unlike anything I had ever experienced before. Despite the busyness that consumed the estate, Vincenzo always made time for me. His dedication and thoughtfulness left me in awe, and my feelings for him deepened with each passing day. It was as if he had become an integral part of my world, filling the void that had plagued me for so long. One particular endeavour stood out during this time was Vincenzo's unwavering commitment to helping me face my fears. He recognized the hold that fear had on me, and he made it his mission to guide me through it. Patiently, he became my driving force, offering his constant support and encouragement. I remember the first time he took me for a drive in his car, his
TAINTED DESIRES CHAPTER THIRTY THREE
VINCENZOI loved the sound of danger.I always anticipated danger with a sense of exhilaration.Danger was my domain, and those who dared to challenge me would learn that it was a position they would come to regret. I thrived on the thrill of power, the taste of victory, and the pursuit of justice.It was in my nature to thrive amidst the uncertainty, to relish the power that came with being the one in control. Threats and challenges fueled my spirit, igniting a fire within me that burned brighter with each obstacle I overcame.Chirkov, he knew the danger I posed to him, which was why he treaded cautiously, never daring to set foot on my territory without ample preparation.But now, Emiliano's betrayal perplexed me. He had once been my father's business partner, their alliance seemingly unbreakable. Yet, something had transpired, something that had driven a wedge between them.My father, a desp
TAINTED DESIRES CHAPTER THIRTY FOUR
VINCENZO"Vincenzo!" Nico's voice filled with alarm jolted me from the shock of being hit. In an instant, he pushed me down, his actions saving me from a potentially fatal shot. The searing pain in my stomach confirmed that I had taken a bullet.Matteo's eyes scanned the surroundings, searching for the hidden assailant responsible for the attack. His determination etched on his face, but despite his efforts, the source of the shot remained elusive. I touched my wounded stomach, feeling the warmth of blood on my hand, but I knew I had to stay strong."Are you okay?" I managed to ask Nico, my voice strained with pain."Boss, you've been hit," Blanca's voice trembled with concern, her worry palpable. They gathered around me, their faces etched with a mix of fear and determination."We need to get you to the hospital," Carlo suggested, his voice laced with urgency."No," I shook my head, mustering my resolve. "Let's go home."
TAINTED DESIRES CHAPTER THIRTY FIVE
VINCENZOI felt fear grip me like never before, coursing through my veins and paralyzing my every movement. It was a sensation I had rarely experienced in my life, only once before when I held my mother's lifeless body in my arms.Despite the countless dangers I had faced, the tortures endured, and the wounds suffered, fear had never managed to penetrate the walls I had built around myself.But now, as I held Anya's fragile, wet body against mine, fear consumed me. Every fiber of my being trembled with an overwhelming sense of dread. Her coldness seeped into my bones, chilling me to the core. My gaze fell upon her wrist, where the evidence of her desperate act lingered. Anya had tried to take her own life.With trembling hands, I reached out to feel her pulse, praying for the faint beat that reassured me she was still fighting. It was there, weak and fragile, a thread of hope amidst the darkness. Anya was battling for her life, and
TAINTED DESIRES CHAPTER THIRTY SIX
ALESSIAThe weight of Vince's words crashed upon me, and I felt my heart constrict with a mix of anguish and disbelief. Anya, had come to mean so much to us, had reached such a point of despair because of the sins of her father.It tore at my soul to think that she had contemplated ending her own life because of the actions of someone she had no control over.Tears welled up in my eyes as I thought about the pain she must have endured, the burden she carried simply by being the daughter of Chirkov. It was unfair, unjust. Why did she have to suffer for the crimes committed by her father?Anya had brought light and joy into our lives, transforming the once mundane estate into a place filled with life and laughter. She had become my friend, my confidante, and losing her was a prospect too painful to bear.Before Anya's arrival, my days were filled with monotony. The estate was a dull and lonely place, with Vince and the ot
TAINTED DESIRES CHAPTER THIRTY SEVEN
VINCENZO“Vincenzo, she would be fine.” Matteo assured me.As Matteo's words resonated in the room, I watched him walk away, his assurance hanging in the air. I acknowledged his words with a silent nod. Deep down, I held onto that hope, clinging to the belief that she would overcome this ordeal.Entering my room, I closed the door behind me, seeking solace in the presence of Anya. My eyes focused on her as she lay there, clean and dressed in fresh clothes, covered by the blankets.The sight of her peaceful form eased some of the turmoil within me, filling me with a sense of both protectiveness and tenderness.Sitting down beside her, I couldn't help but feel the depth of my connection to her, an unspoken bond that had formed between us. She had become an integral part of my life, someone I couldn't ignore or leave behind. The mere thought of anyone hurting her ignited a fierce rage within me, a determination to pr
TAINTED DESIRES CHAPTER THIRTY EIGHT
COSIMA I have been a part of the Cassano family for as long as I can remember. It all started when Camila, Vincenzo's mother, took me in after the tragic loss of my husband. She was a woman of compassion and kindness, always extending her care and love to those in need. I held deep respect for her, admiring her strength and resilience in the face of adversity. However, her husband, Vincenzo's father, was a different story. He was a man shrouded in darkness, his heart tainted with cruelty and brutality. It pained me to witness the way he treated Camila, inflicting pain and suffering upon her for the slightest of reasons. I could never find it within me to harbor any liking or sympathy for him. Throughout the years, I had pleaded with Camila to leave her toxic marriage, to break free from the chains that bound her to such a heartless man. I urged her to prioritize her own happiness and well-being, to disregard
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