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Seven years ago, my fiancé, Don Dante Moretti, sent me to prison to take the fall for my adopted sister, Chiara. He called it a gift-a way to protect me from a worse fate. Today, he picked me up from prison only to abandon me at my family's estate. His reason? Chiara was having another one of her "episodes." My parents then informed me I'd be staying in the third-floor storage room, so as not to disturb the fragile girl who stole my life. They celebrated her "recovery" with a lavish dinner party, while I was treated like a ghost. When I refused to join, my mother hissed that I was ungrateful, and my father called me jealous. They assumed I couldn't understand their venomous whispers. But prison was my university. I learned Spanish. I understood every word. It was then I realized I wasn't just a sacrifice; I was disposable. The love I once felt for all of them had turned to ash. That night, in the dusty storage room, I logged onto an encrypted channel I'd set up years ago. A single message was waiting: "The offer stands. Do you accept?" My hands, scarred and steady, typed back, "I accept."
Protagonist
: Alessia Salinas and Dante MorettiChapter 1
Seven years ago, my fiancé, Don Dante Moretti, sent me to prison to take the fall for my adopted sister, Chiara. He called it a gift-a way to protect me from a worse fate.
Today, he picked me up from prison only to abandon me at my family's estate. His reason? Chiara was having another one of her "episodes."
My parents then informed me I'd be staying in the third-floor storage room, so as not to disturb the fragile girl who stole my life.
They celebrated her "recovery" with a lavish dinner party, while I was treated like a ghost. When I refused to join, my mother hissed that I was ungrateful, and my father called me jealous.
They assumed I couldn't understand their venomous whispers. But prison was my university. I learned Spanish. I understood every word.
It was then I realized I wasn't just a sacrifice; I was disposable. The love I once felt for all of them had turned to ash.
That night, in the dusty storage room, I logged onto an encrypted channel I'd set up years ago. A single message was waiting: "The offer stands. Do you accept?" My hands, scarred and steady, typed back, "I accept."
Chapter 1
Alessia POV:
The man I was promised to, Don Dante Moretti, told me that seven years in prison was a gift. He said it was his way of protecting me, a mercy compared to the alternative my parents were considering.
That was seven years ago.
Today, he was waiting for me outside the gates of a federal penitentiary, leaning against the polished black hood of an armored sedan. The California sun blazed off the chrome, a brilliant, blinding light that never reached the chilling stillness in his eyes. He looked exactly the same-impossibly handsome, brutally composed, a king in a bespoke suit that probably cost more than this entire prison's annual budget.
I was the one who had changed. The girl who went in-the one who'd loved him with every fractured piece of her soul-was dead. I had buried her somewhere between the third and fourth year, right after a shivving in the laundry room over a stolen bar of soap.
"Alia," he said, his voice a low rumble that once made my heart race. Now, it was just a sound. He opened the passenger door for me. "It's over. I'm taking you home."
Home. The word was a bitter laugh I swallowed down.
I slid into the plush leather seat, the scent of him-sandalwood and power-filling the small space. It was suffocating. As he drove, the silence between us stretched into something thin and lethal, a wire pulled taut and ready to slice.
My mind drifted back to that night. The night my world ended.
My adopted sister, Chiara, had been high, reckless. She'd taken my car and plowed through a made man from the Falcone family, shattering the fragile truce Dante's father had brokered. A life for a life. That was the law of our world. A Vendetta was coming.
But the Salinas family couldn't afford a war. And Chiara, my beautiful, fragile sister, was deemed too precious to sacrifice.
So they chose me.
"It's just seven years, Alia," my mother, Isabella, had whispered, her hands cold on my shoulders. "A small sacrifice to prevent a bloodbath."
My father, Marco, had been more direct. "This is your duty to the family."
Even my own sister, Giuliana, had looked at me with cold eyes, telling me to think of what was best for everyone.
I had refused. I screamed. I fought. I told them I wouldn't pay for a crime I didn't commit.
In the end, it was Dante who broke me. He was the most powerful Don on the West Coast, a man who had built an empire from the ashes of his father's. He was feared, respected, a devil who commanded loyalty through sheer force of will. And he was my fiancé, the boy who had sworn to protect me since we were children.
He had cornered me in the library of our estate. "Your parents have another plan," he'd said, his voice devoid of all warmth. "They'll hand you over to the Falcones. You know what they'll do to you. Prison is the only way to keep you alive. The only way to keep you mine."
He promised he would wait. He promised we would be married the day I was released.
He arranged everything. A coerced confession. A stacked deck in court. Seven years. A gift.
Now, pulling up to the gates of the Salinas estate, the chasm between us was wider than the seven years we'd been apart. He was the polished Don. I was the woman prison had made.
As he killed the engine, his phone buzzed. He glanced at the screen, and for the first time, a fissure appeared in that mask of brutal control. A muscle jumped in his jaw.
"It's Chiara," he said, his voice tight with concern. "She's having another episode."
He didn't even look at me. "I have to go to her."
He got out of the car, leaving me there at the foot of the sweeping marble staircase I grew up on. He rushed past the butler, his focus entirely on the fragile girl who had stolen my life.
The butler, a man who had known me since birth, looked at me with a flicker of pity. "Miss Alessia. Your parents have instructed me to prepare the third-floor storage room for you. So as not to disturb Miss Chiara."
The storage room. Not my childhood bedroom, with its balcony overlooking the gardens. A small, windowless room filled with forgotten things.
It was then I finally understood. I wasn't family. I was a thing to be used, a shield to be broken. And my purpose was served. The love I once felt for Dante, for all of them, had turned to ash long ago. But in its place, a cold, hard hatred for Chiara began to crystallize.
That night, in the cramped, dusty room, I opened the battered laptop I'd been given with my release papers. Inside, an encrypted channel I'd set up eight years ago-a desperate, secret lifeline to a different world-lay dormant. A contingency plan for a life I never got to live.
A single new message waited, timestamped three minutes ago. "The offer stands. Do you accept?"
My hands, scarred and steady, moved across the keyboard.
"I accept."
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Chapter 2
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Chapter 3
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Chapter 4
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Chapter 5
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Chapter 6
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Chapter 7
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Chapter 8
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Chapter 9
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Chapter 10
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Chapter 11
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Chapter 12
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Chapter 13
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Chapter 14
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Chapter 15
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Chapter 16
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Chapter 17
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Chapter 18
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Chapter 19
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Chapter 20
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Chapter 21
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Chapter 22
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Chapter 23
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Chapter 24
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Chapter 25
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Chapter 26
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