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One week before my wedding to my fiancé, Don Dominic Romano, my mother went to Mexico to negotiate on behalf of my sister's company.
Her body was sent back to me, covered in suspicious injuries.
I demanded a thorough investigation into my sister's company, but Dominic pushed a check towards me.
"How much? Name your price. Don't let the Romano family become a laughingstock."
Tears stinging my eyes, I confronted him, "That was a human life! You know she was the only family I had left!"
"For eight years, you've called Kayla an illegitimate daughter. She’s trying to make it on her own, and now her new company is being dragged through the mud because of your mother. Can't you show a little compassion?"
Eight years ago, when he took me into the Romano family, he swore he'd take care of my mother and me.
But now, he says, "Who remembers what happened eight years ago?"
I bought a one-way ticket to Paris.
Now, he tore the world apart to find me.

Don't Make Me Hate You

At one in the morning, when Dominic returned to the lakeside villa, the sprawling mansion was pitch black, not a single light on.


Usually, no matter how late he was out, Karina would always leave the living room light on for him.


Apparently, she wasn't letting this go so easily this time.


With the wedding just two days away, he couldn't be bothered to waste any more time explaining things to Karina.


He called out her name twice in the villa, but there was no response.


It was only then that Dominic realized something was wrong.


He rushed upstairs and into the bedroom.


It was completely empty; there was no sign of Karina.


More than half of her clothes were gone from the closet, her vanity had been cleared of skincare products, and even the pearl necklace he had given her was missing.


He gripped his phone and dialed her number, only to be met by a mechanical female voice repeating:


“The number you have dialed is unavailable.”


Chapter 7