Chapter 5: The War Within 2
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Chapter 5: The War Within 2
The next few days passed in a blur. Alessio kept his distance, and for the first time, Eva wasn’t sure if she liked it. It was easier to hate him when he was constantly there, constantly reminding her of her cage. But now, as the silence stretched between them, doubt began to creep into her mind.
Then, one evening, he returned.
“Come with me,” he said, his voice void of emotion.
Eva hesitated. “Why?”
“You’ll see.”
Curiosity warred with defiance, but in the end, she followed. He led her through the mansion, down a corridor she had never seen before. At the end of it was a heavy wooden door. He pushed it open, revealing a dimly lit room with a large desk, leather chairs, and walls lined with bookshelves.
On the desk, a single file sat waiting.
Alessio gestured toward it. “Read.”
Eva frowned but stepped forward. She opened the file, her eyes scanning the contents.
And then, the world tilted beneath her.
It was about her family. About the secrets they had kept from her. Deals, betrayals, debts owed to the DeLuca family. Her father had never been the honest man she believed him to be.
Her hands trembled as she looked up at Alessio. “What is this?”
“The truth,” he said simply.
Eva shook her head. “No. This is your way of manipulating me.”
His expression remained unreadable. “Believe what you want. But deep down, you know it’s real.”
She wanted to scream. To deny everything. But the words on the pages didn’t lie.
Her father had sold her fate long before Alessio had ever taken her.
Her war wasn’t just against Alessio anymore.
It was against the life she thought she knew.
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That night, Eva didn’t sleep. She sat by the window, staring out at the world beyond the mansion walls, her mind racing. Everything she had fought for, everything she had believed—was it all a lie?
When the door to her room opened, she didn’t react.
Alessio stepped inside, his presence filling the space. “You hate me,” he said.
Eva didn’t deny it. “Yes.”
“And now?”
She turned to face him, her eyes searching his. “Now… I don’t know.”
Alessio crossed the room slowly. “You have two choices, Eva. Continue fighting me, or start fighting for yourself.”
She exhaled shakily. “And what if I don’t want either?”
He smirked. “Then you lose.”
Eva narrowed her eyes. “I never lose.”
Alessio reached for her, his fingers brushing her cheek. “Then prove it.”
Her heart pounded, but this time, it wasn’t just from fear.
It was from something far more dangerous.
Something she wasn’t ready to name
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