Chapter 105 Smash Or Pass

• Victoria Bella Volkov:
• It was one of those late nights, where sadness wrapped itself around me like a heavy blanket. Lana Del Rey’s melancholic voice filled the air, blending with the quiet hum of the estate. A glass of red wine swirled in my hand as I stared at the star-studded sky, letting the cool night breeze whisper against my skin.
• Vincenzo wasn’t home tonight, leaving the house eerily silent. The maids had retreated to their rooms, and the guards were stationed outside on their usual patrols. Alone, I felt an ache for conversation, but no name came to mind. So, I kept drinking.