Chapter 5 - Alisandre's Final Betrayal Exposed the Real War
Alisandre kidnapped my niece again.
This time, she wanted me.
The message was simple.
Come without Matteo.
I refused.
Matteo refused even harder.
We went together.
The location was an old theater.
Alisandre stood beneath the stage lights.
Emily sat beside her.
“Let her go.”
Alisandre laughed.
“You always choose her.”
Matteo stared at her.
“Yes.”
“After everything?”
“Yes.”
She looked at me.
“You think you're special.”
I shook my head.
“No.”
“Then why him?”
“Because he asks instead of orders.”
Alisandre's face twisted.
“You stole him.”
“No.”
I looked at Matteo.
“He chose.”
She raised her weapon.
Then another gun fired.
Alisandre dropped her weapon.
Enzo stepped from backstage.
“You've become useless.”
Alisandre stared.
“Uncle?”
Enzo smiled.
“You were supposed to marry Matteo.”
“And you wanted to kill him?”
“I wanted to control him.”
He looked at me.
“But then she appeared.”
“Why me?”
“Because of Eva.”
“What?”
“Your sister left something behind.”
I froze.
“What?”
“A child.”
My heart stopped.
“Eva had a child?”
Enzo smiled.
“No.”
He pointed at Emily.
“She isn't your niece.”
I stepped backward.
“What?”
He laughed.
“Your sister had another secret.”
I looked at Emily.
My world tilted.
Enzo continued.
“Your sister was investigating a fertility clinic.”
The room went silent.
“Emily was created through an experimental program.”
“No.”
“She isn't your niece by blood.”
I stared.
Emily began crying.
I moved toward her.
Enzo stopped me.
“The program was designed to create children compatible with certain genetic therapies.”
“Why?”
“For power.”
The explanation became increasingly horrifying.
Eva had discovered that wealthy families were using the clinic to secretly screen children for rare genetic markers.
The children were then tracked.
Some were adopted by wealthy families.
Some were used in experimental studies.
Emily had been one of them.
But Eva stole her records.
She raised her as her own.
Then she died protecting her.
I hugged Emily.
She cried.
Matteo stepped forward.
“What does this have to do with Lena?”
Enzo smiled.
“Lena is the genetic match.”
“For what?”
“A cure.”
I looked at him.
“What cure?”
“Your blood can reverse a disease that has killed several members of the Vitali family.”
Alisandre's mother was dying.
Alisandre needed me alive.
But there was another reason.
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It was a rare blood disorder linked to the experimental program.
My mother had carried the marker.
So had Eva.
So had me.
Emily had inherited it.
They wanted all three generations.
Matteo's expression went cold.
“You used children.”
Enzo shrugged.
“Science is expensive.”
Matteo stepped toward him.
Enzo fired.
The bullet struck Matteo.
I screamed.
He staggered.
I ran to him.
Blood spread across his shirt.
“Matteo!”
He stayed conscious.
“Get Emily out.”
“No.”
“Lena.”
“No.”
He grabbed my hand.
“You heard me.”
I pressed my hand against his wound.
“Stay with me.”
Enzo escaped.
Alisandre disappeared.
We rushed Matteo to the hospital.
He survived.
Three days later, he woke.
I was beside him.
“You stayed.”
“Yes.”
“You should have slept.”
“I did.”
“No, you didn't.”
I smiled through tears.
He reached for me.
I gave him my hand.
“I meant what I said.”
“About what?”
“You.”
My chest tightened.
“I love you.”
I whispered:
“I love you too.”
He closed his eyes.
Then smiled.
But the war was not over.
Because Enzo had taken the only blood sample capable of proving my lineage.
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And if he used it, he could claim Emily legally.
We had to stop him.
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