Bianca's hands trembled as she held the documents close to her chest, her breath coming out in shallow gasps of wicked glee.
She had done it.
She had actually done it.
Her eyes scanned the golden-brown edges of the leather file, embossed with the Morano family crest, so authentic and untouched.
Every seal still intact.
She threw her head back and laughed, a soft, disbelieving sound laced with triumph.
"I can't believe it," she said, her voice trembling with dark delight.
"They were just… there. Right there."
She sank onto her velvet chaise, her manicured fingers fumbling with the clasp.
The file opened with a small snap.
Her eyes was in the word, land certificates, offshore accounts, properties registered under Luca's name…
Even Morano legacy titles.
These were not just documents.
They were Luca's empire, signed and sealed.
And now, they were in her possession.
A slow, malicious smile curled on her lips.
