His Merciless Redemption novel Chapter 108

Chapter 108

Chapter 108

Dominic’s POV

The door slammed harder than it needed to.

Isa didn’t look back.

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The sound echoed through the corridor long after she was gone a hollow, final thing that rattled around in my chest like a warning I was too late to hear even as I told Eduardo to follow her, make sure she was safe.

I stood there, staring at the space she’d occupied seconds ago, my hands still half-raised like I could pull her back if I just moved fast enough.

But I didn’t.

Because I knew, deep down, that I had already lost something the moment I chose silence over truth.

Fuck.

I dragged a hand down my face, breath coming shallow and sharp. My chest felt too tight, like someone had wrapped a wire around my ribs and started pulling.

I had wanted to tell her.

God, I had.

The thought replayed on a loop, useless and self-justifying, but i was true. I’d thought about it every night, lying beside her while she slept, while she breathed easier, while the nightmares lowly loosened their grip.

I’d almost told her the first time Nico’s heart rate stabilized.

Then I didn’t.

What if I told her and he died the next morning?

What if I gave her hope only to rip it away again?

I’d seen what that night had done to her. I’d felt her shaking against me, heard the way her voice broke every time she said I killed him like it was a confession she couldn’t be absolved of.

I couldn’t do that to her twice.

So I waited,

Then Nico woke up.

By then, it had been days.

Isa looked better. Not whole. Not healed. But steadier. She smile more. She slept longer. She laughed with Mateo again

And suddenly the truth felt heavier.

Harder to bring up.

How do you tell the woman you love that the thing she almost boke over wasn’t real anymore after you let her believe it for so long?

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I told myself I’d do it soon.

After I got answers.

After Nico talked.

After I cleaned up the mess.

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I thought I’d bring her here myself. Sit her down. Tell her everything slowly, carefully. She would be angry, God, I knew she would, but at least the truth would come from me.

At least I wouldn’t be blindsiding her.

Now she knew.

And not because I trusted her enough to tell her, but because she was smart enough to find out on her own.

Fucking hell.

I leaned back against the wall, closing my eyes.

I had screwed up.

Again.

The fallout from Nico had been worse than I’d expected.

Luc had over compensated, too eager, too agreeable. Nico’s outburst had cracked something open, not just in Luc’s world, but mine, too. New recruits always talked too much, promised too much. But this slip up had made me question every single new recruit of mine, specially when I knew for sure that there was mole amongst my organisation. If the Vitellis had gone for new recruits in Luc’s organisation, who was to say they hadn’t done the same in mine?

And so, I’d started digging into it. We always did a thorough background check before hiring anyone new. But now, I was having every recruit followed like a hawk. It was taking a lot of my man power, but it was necessary.

The Vitellis had somehow realised that I’d moved my men, that security was a little less. So, they’d become more active, too.

Shipments sabotaged. Routes compromised. Information leaking just enough to hurt but not enough to trace.

I’d been chasing that shadow for weeks now, and Nico woke up tree days back, I realised he was my fastest way in. He knew more than he’d let on. His loyalty to the Vitellis ran deeper than we’d realized.

That was why I’d decided to use him to get answers.

Strategy.

Control.

Information.

And I’d paid for it with Isabella’s trust.

My phone buzzed in my hand.

Eduardo.

“She’s home,” he said quietly. “Safe.”

My chest loosened just a fraction. “Good.”

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“You want me to stay close?”

“No,” I said after a beat. “I’ll handle it.”

I ended the call and stared at the screen, dreading what came next.

But running hadn’t helped.

It never did.

By the time I got home, it was still early.

The house smelled like warm bread. Normal. Domestic. Like nothing had fractured at all.

Mateo’s laughter drifted from the dining room.

I stepped inside and froze.

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Isabella sat at the table with Mateo, a plate in front of her. She wasn’t dressed for work. But Mateo looked like he was ready for school. Isa’s eyes were red. Not noticeable at first glance, but noticed anyway.

Because I’d put that there.

Guilt slammed into me hard enough to make my stomach twist.

“Hey,” I said carefully.

Mateo looked up. “You’re home!”

“I am,” I replied, forcing a smile. “What’re you eating?”

“Nonna made sandwiches,” he said proudly. “They’re good.”

My mother stood at the stove, watching me closely.

Isabella didn’t look up.

Not once.

I pulled out a chair. “Mind if I join you?”

Mateo shrugged. “Sure.”

Isa said nothing.

I sat anyway.

“So,” I said lightly, “did you finish that rocket book you were telling me about?”

Mateo launched into an explanation, animated and bright. I listened. Asked questions. Laughed in the right places.

I kept waiting for Isa to say something.

She didn’t.

When Mateo finished eating, she stood.

“Come on,” she said gently to him. “Let’s go get your backpack for school.”

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I rose instinctively. “I’ll take you-”

She turned, her eyes finally meeting mine.

Cold.

“Don’t.”

The word landed like a slap.

She took Mateo’s hand and led him away.

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I followed anyway, because I was desperate, because I was stupid and reached the stairs just as the door to her room closed.

Then locked.

I stood there, staring at the wood, my chest aching.

She wouldn’t even let me in the room.

When I went back downstairs, Caterina was waiting.

She didn’t yell.

That was worse.

“What did you do?” she asked quietly.

I sank into a chair, suddenly exhausted. “I screwed up.”

Her eyes softened, but her voice stayed firm. “How badly?”

“I lied,” I said. “To protect her. And I hurt her instead.”

She sighed, rubbing her temples. “Dominic…”

“I know,” I said hoarsely. “I know.”

She came closer, resting a hand on my shoulder. “If you don’t fix this,” she said gently, “you will lose something beautiful.”

The truth of it hurt more than anything Isa had said.

I nodded. “I’ll try my best.”

Caterina squeezed my shoulder once before walking away.

I stayed there alone, staring at the staircase, knowing one thing with brutal clarity that this time, love wasn’t going to be enough.

I would have to earn forgiveness.

Or learn how to live without it.

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