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Then, with deliberate slowness, he reached for a small black bottle from the table. “I thought you would prefer the gentle way. Guess I was wrong.”

His words cut through me like a knife. He crouched down in front of me, cupping my chin with his cold, cruel hands. His fingers dug into my skin, forcing my mouth open, and I gasped in horror as he tilted the bottle.

The liquid slid down my throat, burning, choking. My body convulsed in protest, but I couldn’t stop him. The poison — Deadly Nightshade. I had used it before. And now I was forced to take it. 

A year to live.

His smirk deepened as he let go of me, watching with sadistic pleasure as I gagged, my hands flying to my mouth.

Tears stung my eyes. The bitter, metallic taste of death filled my mouth, and I could do nothing but cry. My vision blurred as the poison coursed through me, but I couldn’t let go of my rage.

Francesco’s voice was low, almost gentle, as he spoke the words that felt like a death sentence. “Sometimes, the person you once loved may end up killing you,” he said, the twisted satisfaction in his voice unmistakable.

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But surrender is never simple in a game of power, revenge, and dangerous desire. Because this man doesn’t just want to own her — he wants to unmake her, unravel her, and turn her fire to ash.

And the most terrifying part? Find out!

The Vicious Scent Of The Mafia's Black Rose

That was the thought that crossed my mind when my father's brother told us that my father had given sixty percent of his shares to a fucking Motherless Babies Home. 


My jaw dropped, leaving my mouth hanging open in stunned silence. My eyes were like saucers, frozen in a permanent state of horror. 


I have just been rendered speechless completely, my mind reeling with the implications of what my father had done. 


He betrayed me. How can I even say that he betrayed me? I am not his biological son. I am just an adopted stranger who was brought into the family overnight. 


Why should I have thought he would care about me? 


I am just here to do his dirty work, right? 


No wonder he only gave me his empire and forty percent of his shares. 


“Your father also was responsible for the death of Marshall's father, the head of the Fernandez family.” Joshua said with a sly smile on his face. 


43 ~ Ronald's Secret Assets II