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"When did my father discuss your ascension to the CEO role? Considering how quickly he passed it on to you, I assume it was some time ago," I asked, meeting his gaze. His usual cold expression persisted, a sight that once frightened me. However, given our intertwined history, I had grown accustomed to it. Marco may be ruthless towards others, especially those he deemed as threats or enemies, but he treated me differently. I couldn't jump to conclusions, but there was a discernible distinction in his demeanor.I didn't entertain the possibility of him having feelings for me or experiencing emotions. It seemed unlikely since he didn't seem capable of such sentiments. Still, I was satisfied. What truly mattered to me was how he saw me and how safe I felt whenever Marco was around. He had a calming effect on my turbulent emotions, much like Poseidon taming the ocean."He stipulated that I would assume control of the company once I became your husband," I nodded. During that time, our fin
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Marco's avoidance of discussing the cafeteria incident made it difficult for me to ask about his true feelings of jealousy. As we prepared to meet with a designer, my mind was preoccupied with his earlier remark, causing me to miss important details.Curiosity prompted me to ask, "Where are we going?" However, Marco simply replied, "We're going to a Gala," providing no further explanation or context.Upon arriving at the designer recommended by his mother, I couldn't help but feel like I was under close scrutiny. The Moretti women had been patronizing this establishment for generations, despite my previous mention of having connections elsewhere. Donning a burgundy dress with a plunging neckline and an overskirt, I chose this color to enhance my skin tone, a decision that the designer also confirmed."Mrs. Moretti, your physique is stunning! I am confident that my masterpiece will suit you perfectly," the designer exclaimed, applauding me. I simply smiled, unsure of how to accept com
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Upon rising from my chair, I felt inclined to explore the venue and potentially engage in socializing. I eventually found myself standing at the bar, contemplating which cocktail to select. Amidst my decision-making, a fragment of conversation caught my attention."Could it be Walter Arellano's daughter?" an unfamiliar voice speculated.The words echoed through my mind and instantly halted my cocktail selection process."Oh my goodness! I overheard that her father supposedly traded her to the Jenkins family, but when the Jenkins faced financial ruin, they then sold her off to the Morettis. Such a desperate maneuver. But I suppose it's unsurprising, considering their company was on the verge of collapse," the speaker shared, bundled with a hint of remorse.I kept my jaw tense, deliberately avoiding eye contact. I feigned indifference, refusing to acknowledge their attempts to grab my attention. They craved the opportunity to flaunt my father's misdeeds in my face, but I wouldn't grant
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Everyone was in a state of panic. Marco quickly pulled me aside, making sure I was safe. A waiter was holding a woman hostage. I stuck close to Marco, fearing that the hostage-taker might consider shooting us."M-Marco, should we do something?" I asked, holding his arm and looking at him. "Save her—""Not my job," he tersely replied, checking his wristwatch while I struggled to believe what he just said.The hostage-taker was still in the middle threatening the people around him when he suddenly collapsed to the ground, releasing the woman. The rapid turn of events was so swift that if I hadn't seen the blood on the hostage-taker's head, I wouldn't have believed he was dead.I found myself visibly pale as I gazed at the lifeless man, his eyes hauntingly open. Marco instinctively covered my eyes to shield me from the disturbing sight. When I looked at him, it became apparent that he had been observing me for quite some time.My attention shifted to Marco's cousins, particularly when Ga
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While lounging on the sunbed by the pool, I called out for Lucille. Violet, looking to unwind, took advantage of her class-free schedule by enjoying a swim. Lucille joined me at the sunbed while Renzo stayed indoors. Since I preferred staying inside, not many of my staff were around me. Instead, my guards were scattered throughout the house.Taking a sip of my pineapple juice, I reached out to Lucille and asked, "How long have you been working for Marco?" I looked at her, waiting for her response."I've been part of the Moretti family for a significant amount of time, Ma'am. I practically grew up with them," Lucille replied, smiling warmly. "My parents used to work for Sir Davide, and when they passed away, the Morettis didn't hesitate to provide me with support. They took care of me and ensured I received an education, especially Sir Marco."Resting my chin on the back of my hand, I listened intently to Lucille's narrative."I used to view Sir Marco and Renzo as older brothers. But t
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The household staff served us with food and drinks. I gestured towards it, hoping to break the heavy silence between Martina and me."Would you like something to eat? When did you arrive, Martina? Marco mentioned you were in a different country," I managed to form a coherent sentence while facing Martina, and surprisingly, my nerves didn't cause me to stutter."Yesterday," she replied curtly, keeping her gaze locked on me.Deciphering her stare proved challenging. Was she fond of me or did she hold some resentment? She appeared just as complex as her family, where only their mother seemed approachable."I'm glad you came. I've been looking forward to meeting you.""Do you really?" Her tone carried a hint of sarcasm.I nervously bit my lip, feeling a sense of scrutiny from her, as if she was carefully observing my every move and word for potential ammunition against me."Um... I think Marco might be returning soon. I should start preparing dinner. Martina, you're welcome to join us." I
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I tightly held onto my hand, feeling the pain. Throughout the day, I had been handling different types of guns under Martina's guidance. Her training methods were unusual, characterized by relentless intensity, as if there was an impending deadline. In reality, there was one — Martina had committed to train me only during her one-month stay in the country before leaving again.I vividly remember the day I approached Martina for assistance. She questioned me skeptically, "Are you sure?" Her challenge was evident. "I didn't suggest you change for my brother; I'm only telling you what I've observed and noticed.""I understand, Martina. It's valuable that you shared your observations with me. It made me realize that maybe I don't naturally fit into Marco's world. So, I contemplated a way to belong. If you can impart all the necessary knowledge to me, I'm willing to do whatever it takes and fully embrace your teachings."After much contemplation, I decided to visit Martina's house. Althoug
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"It's not about doubting your abilities, Maddie. My concern lies in your tendency to act recklessly without properly assessing the danger. You have a tendency to rush into situations, confident that you can protect yourself. But it's not about your ability to protect yourself; it's about not putting yourself in unnecessarily dangerous situations." Marco released a deep sigh, though his expression appeared unchanged, giving the impression of lingering anger. "If you can promise me that you'll refrain from involving yourself in life-threatening situations, I'm willing to support your training. I'll even take part in monitoring and facilitating it alongside Martina.” My face lit up with surprise. This was an unexpected turn of events. I never anticipated Marco offering to assist with my training, especially considering everything he had said to me before.I raised my hand in agreement, assuring Marco with a heartfelt "I promise!" The wave of emotions overwhelmed me, prompting me to appr
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