His Merciless Redemption novel Chapter 64

Chapter 64

Isabella’s POV

The city seemed to shift at night.

The air felt heavier, like the dark itself was watching.

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When I reached Club Nero, the world was a smear of neon and rain-slicked pavement, the sky bruised purple above the skyline. Music thrummed under my feet like a low, predatory heartbeat.

I straightened my shoulders.

Tonight, I was walking into the hunt. But I was not the prey.

The heat assaulted me the moment the door opened and I stepped inside to bodies moving like a single organism, lights strobing, bass vibrating through bone.

I navigated the chaos with practiced calm until a bouncer with a scar splitting his eyebrow stepped into my path.

“Name,” he grunted.

“Isabella,” I answered, voice even.

Recognition flickered on his face and he gestured for me to follow him.

It’s obvious they’ve planned for me coming here. I wouldn’t be surprised if they had men waiting at every

corner.

I spotted them easily enough tucked in a raised alcove with velvet curtains half-drawn. They watched me approach, their eyes glinting like knives under the lights.

I didn’t flinch.

The Vitellis

Four of them.

Three men, one woman.

Dominic had already briefed me on who the main people in their organisation were, so the moment I laid eyes on them, I knew who was who.

They look like wealth and rot stitched into human skin with smiles too sharp, rings too heavy, and eyes like empty graveyards.

I stopped at the edge of the table. I didn’t sit just yet.

The eldest man dragged his gaze over me, slow and assessing. “Isabella Russo.”

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My spine stiffened at the name, at the presumption.

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“I haven’t used that name in five years,” I replied evenly. “But I see you’ve done your research.”

His smile was predatory. “We make it our business to know what matters.”

“And what matters to you?” I asked.

He gestures at the empty seat. “Sit. Let’s not play games.”

I did sit, but with my back to the wall, exactly as Dominic had taught me.

I was not here to surrender. I was here to see the battlefield.

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The woman leaned forward, manicured fingers tapping the table. “You know why we reached out.”

“Because you think I’ll help you hurt Dominic,” I said, my voice flat. “Or because you think threatening my son will make me desperate.”

Her smile widened. “Both can be true.”

My pulse jumped, but I didn’t let fear show.

“You want something from me,” I said. “Say it.”

“We want access,” the woman practically purred. “To schedules, routes, conversations. You were his wife. You know his habits. His blind spots.”

I held her gaze, unblinking.

“Dominic Russo doesn’t have blind spots,” I said simply. “He covers them before they exist.”

A murmur ran through them.

The eldest tilted his head. “Interesting loyalty. But you came here. That suggests motivation.”

I leaned forward. “My motivation is Mateo. You stay away from him. You want me involved? You talk to me. Not him. Not his school. Not his friends.”

He chuckled. “Bold. I like it.”

I ignored that.

“You knew about Mateo, about me. You came after us once, too,” I said. “How?”

“Information,” the woman said, flicking her fingers dismissively. “People talk. People sell secrets. Sometimes the most loyal employees are the easiest to buy.”

I went still at her words.

A mole. Inside Dominic’s network.

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I kept my voice calm. “Someone close to him?”

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“Close enough.” She smiled victoriously. “Do you think you’re the only one who sees his weaknesses? His soft spots?”

My stomach dropped, but I didn’t show it.

Instead, I nodded once, like I’d expected it. Like it doesn’t terrify me.

“Fine,” I said. “I’ll help you. On one condition.”

The eldest raised a brow. “You don’t negotiate with us, girl.”

“I just did,” I answered. “No more threats to my son. You want information? You go through me. You make one move towards Mateo again, and this ends. I walk. And you get nothing.”

Silence stretched.

Then the eldest laughed, delighted, not offended.

“Maybe we misjudged you,” he murmured. “There’s a spine under all that careful silence.”

He leaned forward, dropping his voice.

“Prove yourself. Something small. Something real. Then we talk bigger.”

I nodded, heart pounding.

“I’ll be in touch.”

I stood to leave.

They didn’t stop me. But every eye followed me as I left.

I didn’t breathe freely again until I had stepped into the alley.

The cold hit like a slap. I wrapped my arms around myself, searching for the approaching car’s headlights which I knew should be here to pick me up soon.

A shadow moved behind me.

“Hey there, preciosa,” a voice slurred, too close, too eager.

I whirled but he was already grabbing my arm and twisting, fingers digging in.

“Let go,” I snapped.

He laughed, breath sour with alcohol. “C’mon, sweetheart. Don’t be like that. You’re alone. I can keep you company.”

I twisted, just like Pablo had taught me, but he was faster than I expected, slamming me back into the wall.

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Fear spiked, the pendant at my throat digging into my skin.

“Don’t touch me-” I started.

And then the man was ripped away from me.

He hit the ground hard, the air knocked out of him.

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Dominic stood over him like a storm but in the flesh in his black coat, his eyes burning with something I couldn’t quite name.

He didn’t speak. He just hit.

Once. Twice. There was the crack of bone.

The man screamed.

Dominic grabbed him by the shirt, lips curled into a snarl. “You lay a hand on her again and you won’t have hands left to lay.”

“D-Dominic-“I choked out.

His head snapped towards me.

And just like that, the violence was drained from his face, replaced by horror.

“Did he hurt you?” he demanded, voice sharp with fear.

“I’m fine,” I whispered. “I’m okay.”

He stepped towards me, not touching, but close enough that I felt the heat of him.

“Don’t say you’re fine when you’re shaking,” he said, voice fraying at the edges.

My knees gave a little, not from fear.

From everything.

He looked down at the man gasping on the concrete.

“Get up,” Dominic growled. “If you can.”

The man staggered to his feet and ran.

Dominic didn’t watch him go. He was only looking at me.

He shrugged out of his coat and wrapped it around my shoulders before I could protest. His hands lingered at my arms, grounding me.

“Let’s go home,” he murmured.

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I nodded, too rattled to say much.

For the first time, the word home didn’t feel like a lie.

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During the drive back home, there was silence between us, but it wasn’t empty.

His knuckles were white on the steering wheel. My fingers clutched his coat like armor.

Finally, he spoke, his voice low, and raw, “You were never doing this alone.”

I turned to him.

He didn’t look at me, jaw clenched.

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“I won’t let them touch you,” he said. “Or Mateo. I don’t care how long it takes. I don’t care what it costs.”

The city lights flickered across his face.

“I’m not losing you again.”

My breath stuttered.

I wanted to ask, losing me as what? As Mateo’s mother? As someone you care about?

But I didn’t.

Because I was afraid of the answer.

And more afraid that I still wanted one.

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