Vendetta Of The Heart

andro

ook as he set the tumbler down, his mind racing with the weight of the disaster that had just unfolded. His daughter, his precious I

, dangerous, slicing through the

the flames of Alessandro's rage. "I asked you a question, Luca," Alessandro sna

his voice strained but steady. "We'r

trides. "Do you understand what's at stake? This isn't just abou

ith panic. "Alessandro, they took my baby," she whispered, rushing to him, clutching his arm as if she c

. "Who else?" His voice wa

eath hitche

into fists. "That bastard finally made h

tening on Alessandro's arm. "We need

. He turned back to Luca. "I want every man on the street. Ever

if we move too fast,

darkened. "Then

can't afford a war. Not now." She paused, her lips trembling as she

ro turned to her slowly. "You think I don't know that?" he said,

and dangerously ambitious. An arranged marriage had been set months ago to soli

thick with dread. "Giovanni Visconti will see it as an insult. He'l

desk again, his chest heaving with frust

liances will crumble. They hold half the city's connections t

en know about the marriage. We were supposed to tell her this we

s voice like ice. "Then she has no c

Matteo finds out abo

ecause by the time he does, Isabel

bling hand to her mou

arkened. "Then the

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L

y, his mind racing with possibilities. Isabella was strong-stronger than their fa

ket, and he pulled it out w

houses," a voice crackled through the

the phone. "Double the men.

stood,

o show weakness now. But something about this entire situation didn't sit right with him. Ma

ed Luca more tha

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hia

bed, hands trembling as she dialed a number she hadn't call

phi

er cheeks. "Please..

s about Isabe

. "They took her..

sigh. "I warned Alessa

Sophia whispered desperately.

en the voice softened.

ce in her hands, praying that this nigh

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nni V

Milan, Giovanni Visconti swirled the amber liquid in his glass,

missing. Take

es glinted wi

pe me," he murmured, his tone laced with qu

k another sip of his drink, a