Alessia's heart pounded as she read the mysterious message.
"Meet me at the old warehouse at midnight. Come alone."
Who could be behind this?
And what did they want?
Alessandro was busy with business meetings, oblivious to the message.
Alessia hesitated, unsure what to do.
But her curiosity won out.
At midnight, she slipped out, taking a car to the old warehouse.
The building loomed, abandoned and eerie.
Alessia's instincts screamed warning.
Suddenly, a figure emerged from the shadows.
Francesca Rossi.
"Alessia, I see you're brave," Francesca said, her voice dripping with malice.
Alessia stood tall. "What do you want, Francesca?"
Francesca smiled. "Information. About the Bianchi family's plans."
Alessia's eyes narrowed. "I won't betray Alessandro."
Francesca chuckled. "You already have. By coming here."
Alessia realized her mistake.
She was alone, vulnerable.
But Francesca's next words stunned her.
"I'm not here to harm you, Alessia. I want to help."
Alessia's skepticism was palpable. "Why?"
Francesca's expression turned somber. "The Morani family's betrayal...it was never about power. It was about revenge."
Alessia's ears perked up. "Revenge for what?"
Francesca's voice dropped. "Alessandro's past mistakes. He destroyed a family, Alessia. A family that mattered to me."
Alessia's mind reeled.
Alessandro's past was shrouded in mystery.
Could Francesca be telling the truth?
As Alessia listened, Francesca revealed a shocking tale.
Alessandro's involvement in a tragic event.
A family torn apart.
Lives lost.
Alessia's heart ached.
Was this the truth?
Or Francesca's manipulation?
As the night wore on, Alessia realized:
The Bianchi family's empire was built on secrets.
And lies.
But Alessandro's love for her was real.
Or was it?
Alessia returned to the estate, her mind racing.
Confront Alessandro?
Or keep Francesca's revelation hidden?
The days passed, tension hanging heavy.
Alessandro sensed her distance.
"Bella, what's wrong?" he asked.
Alessia hesitated.
Should she reveal Francesca's words?
Or protect Alessandro's secrets?
As she pondered, a sudden explosion rocked the estate.
Flames engulfed the east wing.
Alessia's heart stopped.
"Alessandro!" she screamed.
Alessandro rushed to her side.
"We've been attacked," he growled.
The Bianchi family's empire was under siege.
Again.