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The Stolen Bride Of The Ruthless Don

Dante Moretti was born into power,but never wanted it. The heir to Italy's most feared mafia family, he learned early that love is a weakness and loyalty is bought in blood. Until her. Victoria Hale ;bright, innocent, and hopelessly out of his reach. She was the one thing pure in his dark world, the girl who made him believe he could be more than his father's monster. But when his family discovered their secret, Dante was forced to vanish overnight, leaving her heart shattered to protect her life. Five years later, Dante is no longer the boy she loved. He's the Don cold, ruthless, untouchable. And she... she's about to marry his former bestfriend. Until the church doors burst open. Until the gunfire silences the vows. Until the devil she thought was gone drags her back into his world and whispers, "You remember who you belong to." Now, trapped between the man she once loved and the man she was forced to marry, Victoria must navigate a world of danger, obsession, and forbidden desire. Because loving Dante Moretti was never safe But surviving him might be impossible.
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Chapter 6

Just as Dante approached the old mansion his phone rang.

"Don't bother searching for her" the person at the end of the line said.

"If anything happens to her you are going to regret it." Dante hissed.

"Quick track the call" he barked at his men who were in the car their devices all working to find Victoria.

"Boss we couldn't get anything" one answered.

The line ended with Enzo grinning widely seeing his brother show affection for something finally.

"So I was right it was you back then and now again" Enzo laughter filled the room.

"Let me go I mean nothing to him" Victoria hoarse voice screamed.

After being kidnapped she opened her eyes in this unknown place and the man in front of her had a similar look to Dante but he was more of a lesser version compared to the cold and handsome face of Dante.

"If Dante doesn't find me... I might never leave this place alive." Victoria's body tensed up.

"You don't know anything about Dante he's a stubborn person so if I have you then he'll do my bidding" Enzo had a disgusting smirk plastered on his face.

At the thought of being used against Dante Victoria shot up instantly " I'm telling you we've not seen each other for more than five years do you think I matter to him."

"We'd find out very sooner " enzo said.

"Looking at you now I see why my selfish brother could let you get married to that loser."

"Let me go he wouldn't come here I'm nothing to him" Victoria rambled on and on.

"Shut up!!" Enzo barked at her.

"You're a piece of shit kidnapping an innocent lady to threaten your brother" Victoria hauled curse at him.

"Tie her mouth" Enzo shouted at the bodyguard who quickly tied her up. She tried screaming only muffled groans escaped her lips till she finally quieted down .

"Know your place!" Enzo hissed. "In the Moretti family there's no such thing as fair play or how do you think we build wealth"

She sat there cold and tired. Earlier she hadn't touched her meal, the sound of her stomach growling made Enzo look at her.

"Get her something to eat she needs to survive till the deal is done" he called one of the bodyguards.

They brought the food shortly and the guard untied Victoria so she could eat freely.

"For your safety don't try anything funny" Enzo warned her.

"What can I do to all his hefty men here" Victoria hissed at him as she grabbed the spoon eating and stuffing her face.

This made Enzo smile remembering a girl who always ate like this stuffing her face but they were different worlds apart.

...

"Boss what do we now" one of Dante men asked seeing that all effort to trace Enzo was futile and their boss was beginning to act like a beast looking for who to devour.

"Keep searching call all our men search the sea side I know a few contact over there" Felix Dante right hand man stepped in only he knew the extent to which Victoria meant to Dante.

"Was I wrong for coming back for her should I have left her ?" He asked Felix.

"Could you stand seeing her marry to Kelvin?" Felix asked him. "We've known each other for years but right now I would say finding her was the best decision but if she had gotten married to him I'm sure you wouldn't be sane too."

"I promised to kill Enzo if he touched just even a strand of her hair" Dante gritted his teeth.

He pulled out his phone once more impatiently. He couldn't wait all day knowing the kind of brother he had.

He had wanted to mobilize the police but it seems they did more slower job compare to his team.

The line went through. "What do you want? If you dare harm her" Dante warned.

"Relax." Enzo's voice sharpened. "It's just a precaution. A conversation starter. You've been... avoiding me."

A conversation?" Dante spat. "You kidnapped an innocent woman."

"Innocent?" Enzo scoffed. "Nothing about your little  sweetheart is innocent anymore. She walked into the lion's den the moment she ran into Don of Moretti."

"In this family we have to fight for everything, We earn it how are you sure she can survive here don't you think the other members of Moretti family would want to see that?" Enzo laughed.

Dante swore under his breath, pacing. "If you hurt her...  she doesn't have to do anything to belong in the moretti family I can take care of my woman"

"Then stop threatening and start cooperating," Enzo cut in. "Father is gone now and someone has to handle that deal."

"Never! there's no way we are doing that trade this family has to be purged." Dante snapped at him.

"Purged? How do you think father made those money and the uncle in the family do they know about this great purge you're about to embark on?" Enzo voice raised making Victoria drop her spoon realizing she might have been the cause of this outburst.

The air thickened with tension.

Dante jaw tightened . "Bring her to me we can talk she has no business in this."

"You think I'm stupid?" Enzo laughed.

"Father always favored you. I'm just claiming what I deserve."

Enzo," Dante warned. "This isn't a deal. This is war you are about to start."

"Hm. No, brother. It's leverage."

A pause.

"Try to be smart. Or you'll pick up what's left of her in a box."

The call ended.

Felix stepped forward. "Boss..."

Dante lifted his head, eyes ice-cold, deadly calm.

"Enzo wants a war?"

"Boss, we found the location."

Dante's eyes lifted  cold, lethal.

"Prepare the men. Enzo goes down tonight."

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