Massimo Torricelli
The empire did not crumble when she left him. It froze. The day Laura walked away from Massimo Torricelli, choosing another man over the king of shadows, something far more dangerous than heartbreak took root inside him. Not rage—no, rage would have burned bright and died quickly. This was colder. Calculated. A silence that spread through his world like frost, tightening its grip on every soul who dared to breathe his air. And then there was me.I wasn’t chosen out of love. I wasn’t even chosen out of desire. I was a solution—an agreement signed in ink darker than sin. An arranged wife. A vessel for an heir. A name to stabilise a legacy that refused to fall. I had heard the whispers before I ever met him. That he no longer touched what he could not control. That he no longer believed in love. That the ghost of a woman who betrayed him still haunted every room he entered. But whispers don’t prepare you for the man himself. The first time Massimo looked at me, I didn’t see a broken heart.
About Massimo Torricelli
The empire did not crumble when she left him. It froze. The day Laura walked away from Massimo Torricelli, choosing another man over the king of shadows, something far more dangerous than heartbreak took root inside him. Not rage—no, rage would have burned bright and died quickly. This was colder. Calculated. A silence that spread through his wo...Read more