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00:00On the night of my 18th birthday, my mafia boyfriend Lorenzo coaxed me into giving him
00:05my first time. I endured the tearing pain and gave him everything he wanted through
00:09his relentless demands that lasted the entire night. After putting me through 10 physically
00:14exhausting positions, Lorenzo slid a ring set with an onyx stone, the symbol of the Nostra
00:18family, onto my finger. He looked completely satisfied.
00:22This is for my future wife. You know what that means.
00:25Before I could even process his words, he had already thrown on a silk robe, lit a cigar
00:30and walked out onto the balcony. I stared at the onyx ring on my finger, unable to stop the
00:34smile tugging at my lips. It was the first time Lorenzo had ever clearly expressed that he
00:39intended to marry me. I opened a drawer and took out the only thing my mother had left
00:43me, a silver pocket watch. I had planned to give it to him. I walked toward the balcony
00:48door, just as I was about to push it open. Lorenzo's voice came through, clear as day.
00:52That stupid girl was so easy to fool. Sleeping with her was just practice. Otherwise, how
00:56am I supposed to go after Elena? I'm not about to get kicked out of her bed for being bad
01:00at it.
01:00My hand froze. The watch nearly slipped from my fingers. His phone was on speaker. The
01:05voice of one of his crew members came through loud and clear.
01:08As expected of the Don, a low-level member's daughter is only good for practice. What did
01:11she taste like?
01:12Lorenzo let out a soft laugh.
01:14Not bad. More open than I expected. Ten times in one night and she held up.
01:17Tears flooded my eyes instantly. My body started trembling uncontrollably. So I was nothing
01:22more than a rehearsal, a tool for him to sharpen his skills so he could climb higher. I couldn't
01:26hear anything else after that.
01:28When I heard footsteps approaching from the balcony, I stumbled back to the bed. All the
01:34happiness I had felt turned to ash, replaced by a piercing humiliation. I replayed every moment
01:39from that night. Lorenzo had insisted on trying ten different difficult positions. Even when
01:44I was exhausted and begging him to stop, he showed no mercy. He never cared about how I
01:49felt. That wasn't intimacy. It was a cold, clinical experiment on a woman's body. The
01:54bedroom was warm, but my heart felt like it had fallen into ice. I thought when he put
01:58that ring on my finger, my suffering was over. Now it all seemed laughable. Lorenzo walked
02:02back into the room. Out of habit, he pulled me into his arms and kissed my cheek.
02:07Baby, what's wrong? You don't look happy.
02:09He sounded concerned, like he actually cared. It's nothing. I was just thinking about my mother.
02:16Oh. I forced the tears back and steadied my voice. I hid the hand holding the watch beneath
02:22the blanket. Don't be sad. You've got me now. He didn't notice anything was wrong. He rubbed
02:29his chin lightly against my forehead. That gesture used to make my heart race. Now it only made
02:34me feel sick. I listened quietly as he whispered sweet words inside. Something in me had already
02:39died. He pulled me down with him, holding me as we lay there. I turned my back to him. The
02:44moment I closed my eyes, a tear slipped out and soaked into the pillow. I kept asking
02:49myself how I could have fallen for a heartless mafia man. How could I have been so stupid?
02:54Late at night, his breathing grew steady. I quietly reached over and picked up his phone
02:59from the nightstand. I had always believed there was absolute trust between us. I had
03:03never checked his phone before. I entered Isabella's birthday. The screen unlocked instantly.
03:08My hands shook violently as I opened the encrypted chat between him and Isabella. The moment I read
03:13the messages, tears hit the screen again. They had already planned everything. Next month,
03:17they would go to Sicily together to take over core operations and me. I was nothing more than a cheap
03:22sacrifice, a stepping stone for his skills in bed. What Lorenzo didn't know was that I had also
03:26applied for a medical relief program in Sicily. I had wanted to surprise him. Now it all felt
03:31pointless. I let out a bitter laugh, locked the screen and put the phone back. Then I picked up my
03:35own phone and sent an encrypted message to Rossi. Doctor, I decided to accept the Doctors Without Borders
03:40assignment in Yemen. Rossi replied almost immediately. Elena, have you lost your mind?
03:44That place is real war zone hell. Constant bombardment. Complete information blackout.
03:49Once you go, you may never come back. No one will be able to find you. I've thought it through,
03:52I'm sure. I'll send you the pass tomorrow morning. The process will take about half a month.
03:57Spend that time saying goodbye to your family. You may never see them again. I looked at the
04:01onyx ring on my finger and quietly typed back a single word. Okay, for the next two weeks,
04:05I would not see Lorenzo again. That night, I didn't sleep at all. By morning, Lorenzo had
04:09already left on the table, sat an omelet. He had made himself. In the past, I would have taken a
04:13picture and sent him countless messages thanking him. Now I didn't even look at it. I picked up the
04:18plate, dumped it straight into the trash and walked out. This lie was over. I went to the underground
04:24clinic and submitted my final confirmation for the medical relief program. Then I took my mother's
04:29silver pocket watch and headed to Lorenzo's private shooting range. I planned to confront him face to
04:34face. Lorenzo was the dawn of the mafia. When he was 18, he bought an entire basement level in the
04:39city center and turned it into his personal shooting range and armory. He hadn't treated me badly all
04:44these years. He just gave me his desire and gave someone else his love. I pushed open the heavy metal
04:49door. At a glance, I saw Isabella and Lorenzo flirting with each other. Lelaina, just try a bite.
04:55Cut it out, you little tease. Isabella was wearing a tight mini skirt and a low-cut camisola.
05:00She picked up a slice of spicy sausage pizza dripping with garlic sauce and held it up to
05:05Lorenzo's lips. They were standing close. Too close. Isabella leaned in, her chest nearly brushing
05:10against his arm. Lorenzo gave a helpless little smile. The way he looked at Isabella was full of
05:14indulgence. He opened his mouth to take a bite, then casually grabbed her wrist. At the sound of
05:19the door opening, he turned instinctively. Our eyes met across the room.
05:22Elena, what are you doing here? A flicker of panic crossed his face as he shot to his feet.
05:28I said nothing. My gaze locked onto the pizza box on the table. The heavy smell of garlic and
05:33grease hung in the air. And suddenly, I was pulled back to last month. We had gone at it five
05:40times in
05:41the lounge of this very shooting range. It had been so intense that afterward, I collapsed from
05:45exhaustion. My blood sugar crashing. I had pulled a chocolate bar out of my bag. The wrapper had barely
05:51been opened when Lorenzo's expression darkened. He snatched it from my hand and threw it straight
05:55into the trash. I've told you before. No food in my shooting range. If you mess up my weapons,
06:00you can't afford to replace them. I had been pale, shaking, on the verge of passing out. But there was
06:05no concern in his eyes. Only cold irritation. It wasn't until I actually collapsed that he rushed
06:10me to the crime family's medical room. I lay in bed that day with an IV in my arm. Lorenzo
06:15sat beside
06:16me and apologized. I'm sorry, baby. I was in a bad mood today. I just can't stand the smell of
06:24food in
06:24here. You know how obsessive I am about my gear. That's my bottom line. Back then, I had felt wronged.
06:32But I told myself he valued those weapons more than anything. In the end, I forgave him. But now,
06:37standing in this shooting range filled with the sharp smell of garlic pizza, I finally understood.
06:41There was no bottom line. There was only a lack of love. I snapped back to the present and met
06:46his gaze. Didn't you say you hate people eating in the range? My nails dug into my palm until it
06:52went numb. Lorenzo swallowed and reached for my hand. Just let me explain. I'm the one who brought
06:58it in, Isabella said, rising to stand beside him, pressing close. Back at the apartment, I opened the
07:06drawer and tossed the silver pocket watch inside. For the past two weeks, Lorenzo had barely come
07:11back to our penthouse. He claimed there was an arms shipment at the docks that required his personal
07:16attention. But I knew the truth. He was with Isabella. Over the past few days, I had found
07:21Isabella's private social account. Photos of them filled the feed. Lorenzo dining with her at
07:26Michelin starred restaurants, taking her out on a private yacht, even moving straight into her villa by
07:31the bay. While packing, I found the silver Frisia necklace at the bottom of a drawer. It was a gift
07:37Lorenzo had picked out for me himself during our first year together. He knew Frisia was my favorite
07:41flower, and he had a jeweler custom make it. I used to think it meant something. Later, during one of
07:46our arguments, Lorenzo had stormed out and knocked over the jewelry box on the table. The necklace hit
07:51the floor hard. The clasp snapped. He casually said he would get it fixed someday. He never brought it
07:56up again. I put the broken necklace back in the drawer, waiting for him to remember. He never did.
08:01I held the necklace in my hand for a long time. In the end, I left it where it was.
08:05I never confronted
08:06him about his lies. Instead, I used the time to finalize my departure with Doctors Without DeBrens.
08:11The day before I was set to leave New York City for Yemen was my birthday. It was also the
08:16third
08:16anniversary of my relationship with Lorenzo. I picked up my phone and sent him a message.
08:20Lorenzo, do you remember what today is?
08:22Your birthday and our anniversary, baby. Of course I remember.
08:27I had just stuffed the last piece of clothing into my suitcase when my phone buzzed again.
08:30A friend request from Isabella. I accepted it.
08:35The next second, more than a dozen intimate photos of her and Lorenzo came through. I stared at them,
08:40my eyes burning.
08:41Elena, do you really think Lorenzo's loves you? Let's make a bet. Do you think he'll come back
08:47tonight to celebrate your birthday?
08:50I didn't reply. I saved every single photo. Taking a slow breath, I sent Lorenzo one last
08:56message. I'll be waiting for you tonight. He replied instantly.
09:00I'll be right back, baby.
09:01But he never showed up. By late night, the steak on the table had gone cold and stiff.
09:06When the clock struck midnight, I picked up the plate and dumped everything into the trash.
09:10My phone screen lit up. A video from Isabella. I thought I had already gone numb. But the moment
09:15I pressed play, tears streamed down my face anyway. The video showed two bodies tangled
09:20together on a mess of sheets. The sounds of movement and heavy breathing cut straight through
09:24me. I grabbed the framed photo of Lorenzo and me from the nightstand and hurled it onto the marble
09:28floor. The sound of shattering glass was swallowed by the noise from the video. I bit down hard on my
09:34lip, my nails digging into my palm as tears fell onto the back of my hand. The video kept playing.
09:39Isabella, flushed and breathless, looked at him. Do you love me or Elena? Lorenzo's gaze was unfocused.
09:44His movements didn't slow. You're really bringing her up right now? Of course it's you.
09:48Isabella laughed softly, unable to hide her satisfaction. Then tell me, between me and her,
09:53who's better in bed? Lorenzo sank his teeth sharply into her shoulder. Isabella let out a gasp.
09:58Gasping for breath, he curled a smirk at the corner of his mouth. How could she even compare to you?
10:02You're the one I've always loved. She's just an abadient body to warm the bed.
10:32Like I had lost my mind, I smashed everything Lorenzo had ever given me. Designer bags, perfume,
10:37expensive jewelry. All of it went straight into trash bags. I gathered every photo from the past
10:42year, every picture of us together, and threw them into a metal bin on the terrace. I took a deep
10:47breath, struck a match, and dropped it in. Flames surged instantly, devouring every image of us.
10:52The firelight painted my face in flickering red, drying my tears as it burned. Staring at the ashes,
10:57as I picked up my phone and sent Lorenzo a breakup message, I had planned to face him at the
11:00shooting
11:01range to end things properly. Now none of that mattered. I slipped the onyx ring off my finger
11:05and placed it on the entryway cabinet. I wrote him a letter and left it beside the ring.
11:11The next morning, Lorenzo rushed into the apartment with a gift in hand, but the place was already
11:16empty. His eyes landed on the onyx ring and the letter. He gripped the paper tightly, his expression
11:22turning dark in an instant. My phone started vibrating non-stop. Messages flooded in.
11:27Elena, where are you? You're breaking up with me?
11:30Stop messing around and pick up the phone.
11:31I glanced at the screen and blocked his number without hesitation, watching the blocked call
11:36notifications pile up. I almost laughed. Who was this performance for, Lorenzo? That moment his
11:41phone rang. It was Rosie from the underground clinic. He answered,
11:45Don, Elena's final confirmation has gone through.
11:47What did you say? Where is she?
11:48She's already boarded a military transport to Yemen for her doctors without borders assignment.
11:53You didn't know?
11:54A soft clatter echoed. The onyx ring fell to the floor. Lorenzo's eyes turned bloodshot as
11:59he stared at the empty room in disbelief.
12:01No. That's impossible.
12:04On the security footage, Lorenzo's hands suddenly went limp. His phone slipped from his grasp and
12:09hit the marble floor. Both of his hands began to shake uncontrollably. I watched the screen.
12:13For the first time, I saw tears welling up in the eyes of this cold-blooded Don from Sicily.
12:18They slid down the bridge of his nose. He bent down shakily and picked up his phone.
12:22His voice was rough, almost unrecognizable.
12:25Where? Where is Elena right now?
12:28On the other end, Rosie paused, confused.
12:31In Yemen, she signed with Doctors Without Borders.
12:33I thought you knew. She should have landed by now.
12:38It hit Lorenzo like a bullet. His body swayed violently, almost collapsing onto the shattered
12:43glass scattered across the floor. The color drained from his face. His eyes looked hollow,
12:48lifeless. Just then, Isabella's call came through. Lorenzo answered mechanically.
12:54Lorenzo, I picked out a new lace nightgown. Her voice was soft, laced with suggestion.
12:59Can you come over to my villa tonight? His expression darkened instantly. His eyes filled
13:04with something dangerous.
13:05That's your problem. Why do you keep bothering me? Stop calling me. Do you understand?
13:09On the other end, Isabella was clearly shaken. Her voice rose, tinged with panic.
13:14Lorenzo? What's wrong with you? It's me, Isabella. What happened to you? You've never
13:19spoken to me like this before.
13:20I let out a cold laugh as I watched. Once, Lorenzo had treated Isabella like she was everything.
13:25He spoke to her gently, even postponed family council meetings for her. In that video,
13:29he had said himself that Isabella was the one he truly loved, and now he looked like a
13:33man completely unhinged.
13:35Shut up, Isabella. He roared into the phone.
13:38You're nothing but a mistress. Why are you clinging to me all the time? Stay out of my
13:44sight from now on, or I'll kill you myself. He ended the call and hurled the phone against
13:48the wall. It shattered on impact. I turned off the surveillance feed. The transport plane cut
13:53through the clouds. I looked out at the dark night sky and quietly wiped the tears from
13:57my face. From this moment on, I had nothing to do with Lorenzo. Nothing to do with the
14:01mafia in Sicily. Nothing at all. Another mortar blast thundered outside the tank and a makeshift
14:06operating table tremble. A volunteer nurse, covered in blood, pushed aside the blast curtain.
14:11I tore off my blood-stained gloves and pulled additional protective gear over my suit.
14:15Dr. Elena! New casualties on Route 3!
14:18As I turned, I caught sight of the satellite phone hanging on the metal rack. The screen
14:21showed 37 missed calls, all from Lorenzo. For once, I was grateful for the unstable signal
14:26here. It meant he could not track me. I powered the phone off one last time and tossed it into
14:30the medical waste bin.
14:33Life in Yemen meant no Lorenzo, no Isabella. I became a respected combat medic, working through
14:40the chaos of war, finally feeling like my life had meaning. That night, after treating the
14:45last of the wounded, I picked up the old newspaper on the table out of habit. But today, a familiar
14:50face stared back at me from the front page. Lorenzo. His eyes were sunken, his face pale.
14:56The headline read, Nostra Family Don Personally Enters War Zone, Suspected Search for Missing
15:01Fiance. I actually laughed. How ironic. Once I had called him in the middle of a fever alone
15:06in the rain. The one who answered was Isabella, her voice sweet as she told me Lorenzo was in
15:10the shower. And now he had abandoned the entire mafia in Sicily to come to this living hell,
15:15playing the part of a devoted lover. I tossed the newspaper into the trash and refused to look at
15:20it again. I thought I would never see him again. But a month later, he was standing outside my tent.
15:25Elena. I finally found you. Elena. Come back to Palama with me. Let's get married.
15:33I studied him, a flicker of surprise crossing my mind. He looked gaunt, almost unrecognizable. His face was
15:39pale to the point of sickness. His eyes were bloodshot, fractured, like something inside him
15:43had broken. I looked at the face I once loved so deeply. It stirred nothing. Lorenzo, what are you
15:49doing here? My voice was flat, detached. The hurt in his expression was unmistakable. I came to take you
15:54home. Elena. Come home with me. As he spoke, he pulled something from his pocket. An onyx bracelet,
16:00the symbol of a matriarch, along with a diamond ring. He grabbed my hand, trying to slide the bracelet
16:07onto my wrist. I frowned and struggled. Let go, Lorenzo. Let go of me. His eyes reddened,
16:13his voice breaking. Just put it on and come with me, Elena. Please. Let's get married.
16:21I could not take it anymore. I knocked the bracelet out of his hand. It hit a stone on the
16:25ground and
16:26shattered into two pieces. Lorenzo froze, staring at me. Why? Elena, why did you leave without a word?
16:34What gave you the right to break up with me? He grabbed my shoulders, his voice turning hoarse.
16:39I looked at his bloodshot eyes. At some point, this cold-blooded dawn had become a man covered
16:44in tears. I thought nothing could move me anymore. But then I remembered the video,
16:49the way he had said Isabella was his true love. I closed my eyes and let the tears fall.
16:54You know exactly why, Lorenzo. I heard everything. What you said to your crew members. Every word.
16:58I was just your cover. Your shield for Isabella. A tool to protect her. So why are you pretending
17:03to be in love with me now? His face went pale instantly. He staggered back, shaking his head.
17:08No, that's not true. It's not like that. Elena, listen to me. Elena, just hear me out.
17:12I raised my hand and slapped him across the face. He did not dodge. He let me hit him. Then
17:17he pulled
17:17me into his arms, holding me tightly, almost desperately. Elena, you can hit me all you want.
17:22Just don't leave me. Please. Let's not break up. I only just realized. You're the one I love.
17:29Let's start over. Please. His words felt like needles piercing through me. Lorenzo, you disgust me.
17:37I struggled violently, trying to break free. But he held me from behind, refusing to let go no
17:42matter how much I hit or kicked him. Don't leave me. I'm begging you. Elena, you can't leave me.
17:47There was a sincerity in his voice that almost made it sound like he had always loved me.
17:51But the past came crashing back in an instant. How could I forget? I had been nothing more than a
17:56shield for another one. Not even a replacement. Anger, humiliation, and grief swallowed him.
18:02My eyes burned red as I twisted around and bit down on his arm and almost fell. Hot tears poured
18:08out,
18:09falling onto his skin, mixing with the blood slowly seeking from the wound. His body trembled violently,
18:14but his grip never loosened. He kept repeating the same words. Another doctor rushed in and she heard the
18:20commotion, mistaking Lorenzo for a local attacker. She grabbed a heavy medical kit and knocked him
18:25unconscious. That was how I finally got free. And she recognized him from the roof. With no other
18:31choice, we carried him inside and treated him. After bandaging him up, she looked at him curiously.
18:36You're not that Mafia Don's fiancé from the paper, are you? I shook my head. It took me a moment
18:41before I spoke. We were together. It's over. I felt a tug at my sleeve. I turned. Lorenzo was
18:48awake. He clutched the edge of my clothes. His eyes red. Elena, we're not broken up. I looked at
18:54him coldly. When are you leaving, my ex? He sat there on the bed, lowering his head. I'm not leaving.
19:00I pulled my clothes free and turned away. The moment I turned, tears slid down my face. I could tell
19:05he
19:05meant what he said. But why should I forgive him just because he regretted it? I am Elena,
19:09and I never look back. The next day, Lorenzo was gone. The doctor told me that when she brought a
19:14medical kit to change his bandages that morning, the room was already empty. Hearing that, I felt
19:19nothing but relief. That feeling lasted until evening, when a nurse came running toward me in a
19:24panic. Elena, you need to come outside. Now. Frowning, I followed her out. The moment I stepped
19:30into the open space outside the clinic, I froze. What had been a barren patch of dirt was now covered
19:36in thousands of vivid red roses. Lorenzo stood in the middle of them, dressed in a tailored black
19:41shirt. Elena, can you forgive me? Gauze still wrapped around his head. It looked almost ridiculous,
19:46but the smile on his face was gentle. I had no idea how many crew members he must have mobilized
19:51to airlift all these roses into such a remote place in a single day. He looked at me with deep
19:55intensity. Elena, I swear on my life and on my crime family. I will never betray you again.
20:00Just give me one more chance, please. For a split second, my heart skipped. I almost took a step
20:05forward. Then a sharp female voice shattered the moment. Lorenzo, I finally found you! I stopped
20:11myself immediately, my expression turning cold. Isabella rushed in, dressed in an expensive Chanel
20:16suit, her heels sinking into the mud as she threw herself into his arms. Lorenzo's face changed
20:20instantly. He shoved her away, his voice turning icy. What are you doing here? Isabella pouted,
20:26clutching his arm tightly. You promised to take me to Paris for Fashion Week this week,
20:30and then you just disappeared. I asked your people. That's how I found out you were here.
20:34In the sea of red roses, Isabella and Lorenzo stood side by side. They really did look perfect
20:38together. A memory surfaced. The first time Lorenzo ever gave me flowers. They were roses,
20:42too. I told him my favorite flower was Lysianthus. Lorenzo, next time, get me Lysianthus. He had
20:47smiled and agreed, but every single time after that, it was always red roses. Now I finally understood.
20:53Isabella loved red roses. He never cared what I liked. Even now, lowering himself to beg
20:59forgiveness. He still chose her favorite flowers. I turned and walked away without hesitation.
21:04Seeing me leave, Lorenzo panicked. He shoved Isabella aside and rushed over, blocking my path.
21:10Elena, I didn't know she would come. Please believe me. I let out a cold laugh, looking at
21:15his flustered fusion. You don't need to report your life to me. Lorenzo, I don't care. I pushed
21:19him aside and moved to leave. Isabella's voice came from behind me. Well, if it isn't Elena,
21:24it's only been a few days. How did you end up looking like a refugee? I stopped and turned
21:29back, meeting her mocking, provocative gaze. Isabella, did you forget to brush your teeth?
21:34Your mouth smells like garbage. You bitch! Her face flushed with anger. I did not bother
21:40giving them another glance. I headed straight back toward the clinic. Lorenzo chased after
21:44me like a madman and grabbed my wrist. His eyes were terrifyingly red. Elena, I'll get rid of
21:50her. Just give me one last chance. Please!
21:55I yanked my hand free and looked at him coldly. What makes you think I would forgive you? You
22:00disgust me. His eyes filled with desperation, his voice shaking.
22:03Elena, you can't do this to me. I just made a mistake. One any man would make. You can't
22:09leave me.
22:09I could not help but laugh. A mistake? I grabbed the collar of his expensive shirt, forcing
22:13myself to hold back tears. Lorenzo, how can you even say that? Even today, when you came
22:19here to beg me, you brought Isabella's favorite red roses. My favorite is Lysanimous. You never
22:24remembered. Not once. You think buying me jewelry and flowers means you loved me? You
22:29just happened to have money. You never knew what I actually wanted. My throat burned like
22:34I had swallowed glass. It felt like an invisible hand was crushing my heart, making it hard
22:38to breathe. Lorenzo, I gave you everything, and you used me as a shield for her. You love
22:44Isabella? Then go to her. Why did you have to use me? Why did I have to become the sacrifice
22:51in your love story? I raised my hand and slapped him hard across the face. I used all my strength.
22:57His head snapped to the side, a clear red mark appearing on his cheek. This man, the feared
23:02dawn of the mafia, stood there like a lifeless puppet, not even trying to dodge. He just stood
23:07there, repeating the same words. I'm sorry. Seeing him like that, tears burst from my eyes.
23:11I wiped them away forcefully, pulled out my phone, opened the video Isabella had sent
23:15me, and shoved it against his chest. Lorenzo, I told you! You make me sick!
23:19Without another word, I turned, walked into the room, and locked the door. Outside, I heard
23:23the heavy thud of a man dropping to his knees. Then came the sound of suppressed, desperate
23:28sobbing. I closed my eyes and touched my cheek. My fingertips were ice cold. Late at night,
23:34just as I lay down to sleep, a violent pounding shook the door. I opened it cautiously. Outside
23:40stood Lorenzo, and on the ground, trimmed down by his men, was Isabella. Her condition caught
23:45me off guard. Her once flawless face was swollen, her expensive clothes torn, her body covered
23:51in bruises and blood. It was obvious she had been tortured. The moment he saw me, Lorenzo
23:55stepped forward and grabbed my hand. Elena, I was wrong. I've already punished her. Can you
24:00forgive me? There was something unhinged in his eyes. If that's not enough, I'll have her dumped
24:05into the Mediterranean right now. Would that make you feel better? Lorenzo, have you lost
24:09your mind? You're going to kill me for her? Isabella screamed, her face streaked with tears
24:13and blood. Lorenzo's expression turned terrifyingly dark. He lifted his foot and kicked her hard
24:17in the stomach. She cried out and curled up on the ground. His eyes burned red as he stared
24:21at her like a furious beast. If you hadn't sent that video to Elena, she never would have
24:25left me. I looked at Isabella's broken state and suddenly felt a bitter sense of irony.
24:29This was the same man who once told his crew members that Isabella was his only true love,
24:33the one he would protect at any cost. And now he was trampling that so-called love without
24:37hesitation, even ready to kill her. A mafia man's heart really was the cheapest thing
24:41in the world. Elena, I'm sorry. Lorenzo turned back to me and dropped to his knees in front
24:45of me, right there in front of his men. His broad shoulders trembled, his eyes red. Elena,
24:50I know I was wrong. I was completely wrong. There is no but. I cut him off coldly, looking
24:55down at him. We're done, Lorenzo. Forever. No. He looked up sharply and clung to my legs,
25:00his voice breaking. No! Elena, you wore my ring. You're my fiancé. You can't do this
25:06to me. I won't let you leave. I'm sorry. I'm really sorry. Elena, I'm begging you.
25:12Don't abandon me. Tears fell from the eyes of this ruthless
25:15dawn, splashing onto the floor as he begged me not to leave. It was almost laughable. He
25:19sounded like he loved me. I turned my face away so he would not see my tears. All those
25:23memories that once felt sweet had turned into blades. They cut deep into my heart.
25:27Elena, I really know I was wrong. Please forgive me. Give me a chance to make it right.
25:32I looked at him. Follow. The man who once made my heart race was now the one I least wanted
25:36to see. Make it right? I let out a cold laugh as tears slid down. How exactly do you fix
25:40this? You destroyed my trust with your own hands. To you, I was just something to use.
25:44A shield you could throw away whenever you wanted. My vision blurred with tears. I shook
25:48his hand off and slammed the door shut. That very night, the camp was attacked by a rival
25:53family. Gunfire and explosions tore through the darkness. When a bullet was about to pierce
25:58my head, Lorenzo threw himself in front of me. The bullet hit his chest, missing his heart
26:02by mere millimeters. As the most powerful dawn in Sicily, Lorenzo was rushed back to a private
26:06hospital in New York City before boarding the plane. He gripped my hand tightly, his palms
26:10covered in blood, refusing to let go. In the end, I had no choice but to board his private
26:15jet with him. His injuries were severe. He stayed in the ICU for a full week before he was
26:19finally out of danger. During that time, I remained by his bedside, not out of love,
26:23just to repay a life. He had taken that bullet for me. The day he woke up, the first thing
26:27he saw was me. His eyes lit up instantly. I only looked at him calmly, my voice flat.
26:33Don't get the wrong idea. I'm just paying you back. The light in his eyes faded just as quickly.
26:38He stared at me, his voice weak and hoarse.
26:40Elena, that engagement ring, I had it fixed. It doesn't matter anymore. I won't wear it again.
26:45I looked at him, feeling nothing but exhaustion. Facing his pleading gaze, I let out a quiet sigh.
26:52Lorenzo, I did give you a chance. His head snapped up, his eyes turning red. On my birthday,
26:57I told myself that if you came back, I would give you a chance to explain. But that night,
27:03what I got instead was a video of you and Isabella. Tears streamed down his face.
27:08I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.
27:11I shook my head and lowered my gaze. Those apologies came too late. They meant nothing.
27:16And I did not believe this cold-blooded Don loved me that much. He was just used to my obedience
27:20and
27:21could not accept losing me. That day, Lorenzo cried on the hospital bed for a long time.
27:25I sat beside him quietly, watching. I had shed countless tears for him before. Now I could not
27:31cry at all. On the day he was discharged, I went to see him one last time. I've already booked
27:35my flight
27:35for today. Lorenzo, we won't see each other again. Fine. I won't send anyone after you.
27:40And about everything before. I'm sorry. He looked at me, his jaw tight. He offered to drive me to
27:44the airport. I did not refuse. It was the last time, after all. Outside the airport, his voice
27:48was thick with emotion. Can I have one more hug? Just one. No. I stepped back. Lorenzo, I need to
27:53move on. I turned and started toward the terminal. A black SUV suddenly sped out of control toward me.
27:59Behind the wheel was Isabella. She had completely lost her mind. After offending Lorenzo,
28:03her family had been wiped out by the mafia. She had lost everything, tortured and discarded like
28:07trash. Elena, you bitch! This is all your fault! Go to hell! The SUV roared toward me. Fear rooted
28:15me to the spot. I could only close my eyes. The next second, a powerful force shoved me aside. At
28:21the same time, I heard a sickening impact. The sound of flesh crushed against steel. I opened my eyes,
28:26trembling. Blood was everywhere. Lorenzo lay in a pool of it, blood pouring from his mouth,
28:30staining his expensive suit. He turned his head toward me with great effort. When he saw that I
28:34was unharmed, his tense body finally relaxed. His lips moved. His voice was barely a whisper,
28:40but I heard him. I'm sorry, Elena. In the next life, I'll make it up to you. In the next
28:45life,
28:45I swear I'll love only you. I dropped to my knees on the cold pavement, my chest tightening as I
28:50looked
28:50at the man who once ruled everything. My throat felt tight as I forced the words out. Lorenzo,
28:56if there really is a next life, I hope I never meet you again. He froze. A tear slid down
29:05from
29:05the corner of his bloodstained eye. Then his gaze faded and his eyes slowly closed. Just like that,
29:10the most ruthless dawn in Sicily took his final breath. By the time his men and the police arrived,
29:15Isabella was already dead in the car. After giving my statement, I picked up my luggage. I boarded a
29:20flight to London. Life moves forward, so do I.
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