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095. Court Summons
The silence in the living room was only broken by the soft ticking of the clock and the hesitant clink of teacups. Niccolo stood by the doorway, his face unreadable, his eyes scanning the room. Ariana sat beside her mother on the cream-colored sofa, watching him with wide eyes. Her father, the mayor, sat across from them, stiff and alert, his jaw clenched.No one knew why Niccolo had called this meeting, but the air was heavy with anticipation.Ariana was the first to speak.“Niccolo… What's this about?” She was surprised because he didn't even call ahead, he just showed up… and that was unusual. He looked at her — beautiful, kind, trusting. And yet, his truth would break something in her.“I needed to say this face-to-face,” he began, voice low but firm. “From the very start… I was never in love with you.”Ariana blinked. Her lips parted, stunned.“I said yes to being your boyfriend because… I was grateful. Even though I saved your life, you were under no obligation to help me… but
094. New Evidence
The knock at the door came sharp and deliberate, not hesitant, not rushed. Just enough weight to show confidence. Niccolo looked up from the file on his desk, the mayor’s face smirking up at him from a photo stapled to the front page. He closed the folder and straightened his jacket.“Come in.”The door creaked open, revealing a tall, sharp featured man in his late fifties. Dressed in a crisp navy suit with a gold tie pin, he looked like he belonged in a courtroom or on the front page of a campaign donor list. His eyes were cold, calculating. It swept the room before settling on Niccolo.“Mr Morrandi,” the man greeted. “When you asked to meet up, I was very confused... since we have no reason to see each other .”Niccolo stood and offered a hand he had no interest in shaking. “Oh don't be like that, I thought we were already acquainted. Although you're right, we don't have any personal business to discuss.”Casella gave a polite smile, though his eyes didn’t move. “And yet you called
093. New Ally
The following morning, the entire city buzzed with talk of Niccolo’s daring rejection. The footage had replayed on every news channel and flooded social media. “Niccolo Morrandi refuses to sell to the mayor!” “A corporate slap to political power!” “Is this the beginning of a rivalry between the city’s two most powerful men?”Ariana watched it all unfold from the comfort of her family’s living room, her father sitting silently beside her, his face dark with humiliation. She felt an ache in her chest as the clips replayed, Niccolo standing tall, composed, confident, while her father stood there speechless before the cameras. The public thought it was a power move; Ariana saw it as unnecessary cruelty.Even if Niccolo didn’t want to accept the offer, couldn’t he have said it with more grace?Couldn’t he have spared her father the embarrassment of that cold “no” on live television?When the mayor rose from his seat and stormed out of the room, Ariana stayed behind, torn between loyalty to
092. A Sudden Offer
The day came sooner than the mayor would have preferred.Cameras lined the freshly painted gates of the orphanage, their flashes blinking like restless fireflies. Reporters jostled for space, their microphones raised high, eager to capture every word and expression. The event had been publicized all week; The Mayor’s Official Donation Ceremony, and the crowd that gathered was far larger than usual.Niccolo arrived first.He stepped out of his car in a dark navy suit, sharp and understated, his expression unreadable as always. The children ran up to greet him, and the sight almost softened his features. Almost. He greeted each one gently before walking toward the podium that had been set up beside the orphanage’s new wing — the one he had personally funded.Ten minutes later, the mayor’s motorcade arrived.The man stepped out, adjusting his tie nervously though he hid it beneath a broad smile. His entourage followed behind, secretaries, bodyguards, and his PR manager. When he caught si
091. The Quiet Before The Storm
The first week of the month passed in a blur of dull routine. Meetings. Contracts. Endless paperwork. It was as if life itself had taken a pause, holding its breath after the chaos of the previous month. Nothing new happened, no scandals, no whispers, no danger. For everyone else, it was peace. For Niccolo, it was boredom.The city had grown quiet about him too. The media no longer swarmed outside his company’s gates, and the headlines that once carried his name had moved on to fresher stories. But peace never lasted long around Niccolo. He could feel it —the uneasy calm before another inevitable storm.That morning, Lyla returned to work.The corridors of the company buzzed faintly with the usual chatter of employees, but conversations dipped when she passed. She could feel their eyes on her —curious, judgmental, a little mocking. The suspension had left a stain on her reputation, and even though she walked with her head high, she could sense their whispers following like shadows.St
090. Rising Shadows
Gregory’s temper still hadn’t cooled. After leaving Lyla’s apartment in a storm of humiliation, he drove around the city for hours, barely noticing the streets blurring past his windshield. Her cold dismissal replayed in his head like a mocking echo: If it’s that easy, then do it yourself. Gregory prided himself on control. On charm. On being the one who always got what he wanted. But Lyla’s refusal had cut deeper than he expected. Not because he cared for her— he didn’t— but because it meant losing an ally, a tool. She was supposed to be useful. Now, she was acting like she didn’t need him. When he finally returned to his apartment, he tossed his jacket onto the sofa and poured himself a drink. His phone buzzed with notifications— business partners, his new allies, the usual— but none of it satisfied the gnawing inside him. He had been circling Niccolo for weeks, probing for weaknesses, trying to destroy him. Yet Niccolo was still standing. Worse, he was gaining power. Gregory sl
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