Matteo, Leonardo, and Alessandro, the powerful owners of De Angeli Enterprises, are in their early thirties and have built a fearsome reputation worldwide. Known for their ruthlessness and ambition, these men have amassed wealth and influence by tak...
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Warning to Readers:
As mentioned in the previous chapter, this story is about to take a darker turn. Please, prioritize your well-being and know your limits—stop reading if you begin to feel uncomfortable at any point.
From this point onward, many chapters will contain mature and dark themes, often spanning the entire chapter. While some lighter moments may still occur, this book is not only mature due to its explicit content but also because of the intense and potentially triggering events ahead.
For chapters with mixed tones, additional warnings will be provided where necessary to mark significant shifts.
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The murmur of polite conversation hummed around them, but Yulia's attention was drawn entirely to Eline, who commanded the space with effortless poise.
Eline's red glittery dress caught the light with every movement, the shimmering fabric clinging perfectly to her tall, athletic figure. The plunging neckline and open back revealed smooth skin, while the subtle slit along her leg hinted at both elegance and boldness. The dress was a masterpiece, but it was the way Eline wore it—with confidence and grace—that made it impossible not to notice her. The red hues of her gown mirrored the fiery rubies in her necklace, their deep color glowing softly under the golden candlelight.
Seated to Eline's right, Yulia couldn't help but fidget slightly in her chair, her own gown feeling somehow less spectacular despite its beauty. She tugged at the edge of her dress, trying to blend into the opulence around her. Eline noticed, her sharp eyes catching every detail, and leaned closer, her perfume—a warm mix of spices and floral notes—enveloping Yulia.
"Relax, cara," Eline murmured in her melodic voice, a small smile tugging at her lips. "You're the most stunning woman here, even if you don't realize it yet."
Yulia's cheeks flushed at the compliment, and she glanced down at the table, fiddling with the stem of her wine glass. "You're just saying that," she whispered.
