His Merciless Redemption novel Chapter 177

Chapter 177

Chapter 177

Dominic’s POV

When I left the meeting room, everything around me seemed to blur into something indistinct.

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I did not remember how I got to my own office. I did not remember the path I had walked. I did not remember the people who must have spoken to me, or the calls I must have ignored.

All I could hear was her voice.

You’re not my husband anymore.

The words had not been loud. They had not been screamed. And yet they echoed louder than anything else.

I leaned back in my chair, pressing my fingers briefly against my eyes, as if that might somehow silence the

memory.

It did not.

Because the worst part was not the anger or the coldness or even the distance she had placed so deliberately between us. The worst part was that she was right. And that realization sat in my chest like something heavy and immovable.

Every word she had said in that room, about boundaries, about structure, about not being able to walk into her life whenever I pleased, it was all true.

And I hated it.

I hated that she had forced me to see it so clearly, hated that she had taken something I had always assumed would remain mine and drawn a line through it. What I hated even more was that I had given her the reason to do it.

I let out a slow breath, staring ahead. I had told myself that I had made the right choice, that aligning with the Morettis had been necessary. Strategic. Unavoidable. The Vitellis were escalating. The mole was still inside my organization. Every move I made was being watched, anticipated, and countered.

I had needed strength, stability and support. And the Morettis had offered exactly that. On paper, it had been the right decision.

But standing in that room today, watching Isabella look at me like I was no longer part of her world, it did not feel right.

It felt like I had traded something far more valuable than power, something I could not get back.

My phone rang, pulling me out of my thoughts.

I glanced at the screen.

Alessia.

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I let it ring once, twice. Three times.

Then, I answered. “Yes.”

“Dominic.” Her voice carried relief. And something else. Expectation.

“Where are you?” she asked immediately.

“I had meetings.”

“You didn’t come back last night.”

“I was working.”

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“I’ve been trying to reach you,” she said. “There’s so much we need to finalize. The guest list, the venue arrangements, the-”

Something inside me snapped. For a brief second, I wanted to cut her off, tell her to stop, tell her that none of it mattered. That the flowers, the seating charts, the carefully planned details of a wedding I did not want were the last thing I could bring myself to care about right now.

I wanted to tell her that I was in Milan. That I had spent the day so far watching the woman I loved look at me like I no longer existed in her life. That every part of me felt like it was being pulled apart.

But I didn’t.

Because none of that was her fault. That realization came just as quickly as the anger.

Alessia had not forced this. She had not created this situation. She had not made the decision to accept the

alliance.

I had. I had agreed to it. For protection. For stability. For the illusion that I could control what was happening around me. To keep Isabella and Mateo safe while I worked to find the mole buried inside my own organization.

Alessia had simply been there, a part of the equation. Not the cause of it.

I exhaled slowly, forcing my voice back into something steady. “I’ll be busy for a while,” I said.

“How long?”

“I don’t know yet.”

She was quiet for a moment. Then, in a much softer tone, she said, “You could have told me.”

The words were simple. But they still carried weight.

“I’m telling you now,” I replied. “You can just go over everything with your mother for now. I’ll look over whatever needs to be finalized when I get back.”

“Okay,” she agreed softly. None of us said anything after that, I was about to hang up when her voice came

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through the speaker again. “I miss you,” she said.

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My grip on the phone tightened slightly. There it was. That expectation again. That emotional pull I had never fully responded to, nor did I want to.

“Come back soon,” she added.

I closed my eyes briefly. “I’ll try,” I replied, but the words felt empty even as I said them.

She seemed to accept them anyway. “Okay.”

The call ended. Silence filled the room again, heavier than before.

I stared down at the phone in my hand for a long moment before setting it aside.

My mind did not quiet. It never did. Not anymore.

Instead, it moved in circles.

If I found the mole, if I found him before the wedding, before everything was finalized, then I could stop this. I would not need the alliance anymore. The justification would disappear. The need for Moretti support would weaken.

And the marriage would not have to happen.

But that depended on too many variables, too many uncertainties.

What if I did not find him in time? What if the organization destabilized the moment the news came out that I had dismantled the inner circle? What if the Vitellis took advantage of that instability? What if removing the alliance made us vulnerable again?

And then there was Alessia.

I leaned back again, staring out the window. She had been doing better, stable now. The therapy had helped, was still helping. The idea of a future, of this marriage, had given her something to hold onto.

If I pulled that away, if I dismantled everything, what would that do to her? Would it send her spiraling again? Would it undo everything that had been carefully rebuilt?

The thought sat uneasily in my chest.

Because no matter how I tried to frame it, there was no clean way out of this.

Every option came with consequences. For my organization. For Alessia. For Isabella. For Mateo. And for me.

I dragged a hand slowly across my face.

I felt trapped. Not by enemies. Not by war.

But by my own decisions.

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And somewhere in the middle of all of it, one truth remained constant.

I had chosen this path.

And now, I had to find a way to survive it.

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