He Chose Another Heir Now He Wants Me Back Chapter 42 Dante frowned.   “Stay in the car.”   He walked toward them.   At the front of the group stood an old man in a dark gray coat, his white hair combed neatly, an ebony cane in his hand.   Vittorio Moretti.   Dante’s

He Chose Another Heir Now He Wants Me Back Chapter 41 Wind whispered through the reeds.   Dante walked over and straightened my collar where the wind had flipped it up.   “Finished?”   “We’re done.”   On the drive back, I fell asleep in the passenger seat.   In my dream, I was ten

He Chose Another Heir Now He Wants Me Back Chapter 40 “That young man over there—what is he to you?” Ray asked suddenly.   I turned.   Dante looked relaxed, leaning against the back of his chair, but his body was angled as if he could spring into action at any moment.   “A friend.”

He Chose Another Heir Now He Wants Me Back Chapter 39 Ray held out the envelope.   “There are photos, an address, a safe-deposit key, and documents my lawyer prepared. There’s also a letter for the head of the Moretti family, asking for neutral protection for the girl.”   He glanced at Dante.   “I

He Chose Another Heir Now He Wants Me Back Chapter 38 “This isn’t a transaction.”   Ray’s expression sobered. He pressed the envelope to his knee and took out a cigarette, holding it between his teeth without lighting it.   “First, something else. I have a daughter.”   I froze.   “The year I left

He Chose Another Heir Now He Wants Me Back Chapter 37 Ray laughed, startling sparrows from the roof.   “Sit. And that Moretti kid with you can sit, too. I don’t like craning my neck to talk.”   Dante took a folding chair from the van and sat a short distance away, his head lowered

He Chose Another Heir Now He Wants Me Back Chapter 36 The fishing village was almost deserted. Demolition notices were nailed to the doors of abandoned houses, and weeds grew knee-high through cracks in the concrete.   Two chairs sat outside the innermost wooden house.   A man was sitting in one, soaking in the

He Chose Another Heir Now He Wants Me Back Chapter 35 At seven-fifty the next morning, I was standing outside the hotel in a dark coat.   Dante pulled up in an unremarkable black van. The windows were deeply tinted, and a thermal bag sat on the passenger seat.   “Breakfast. It’s a bit of

He Chose Another Heir Now He Wants Me Back Chapter 34 “Elena.”   Maria’s grip on my hand tightened.   “I know you’re carrying wounds. But you don’t have to bear the consequences of anyone else’s choices. Your father and grandfather had their plans for the family. Luca chose bloodline and responsibility. Ophelia chose the

He Chose Another Heir Now He Wants Me Back Chapter 33 That afternoon, I went back to the hospital to stay with my mother.   She was in better spirits and managed to drink half a bowl of soup.   She didn’t mention Ophelia or ask about Luca. She just held my hand and talked