The soft glow of the lamp cast long shadows across Rosella’s small apartment as she sat at her dining table, papers scattered everywhere. Financial records, contracts, emails—evidence she had collected, all tying Dante to the underworld he had so carefully hidden from public view. For hours, she’d been staring at the incriminating documents, feeling a weight growing heavier in her chest. She had the power to take him down, but at what cost?
Rosella’s fingers drummed against the table, her mind racing. The satisfaction she felt after finding Dante’s secrets had been fleeting. This wasn’t just about revenge anymore. It wasn’t just about using Lora or getting back at Dante for abandoning her. The deeper she went, the more she realized that exposing Dante could lead to far more dangerous cons
