Episode # 1
𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓪𝓾𝓽𝓱𝓸𝓻 𝓲𝓼 𝓼𝓸𝓻𝓻𝔂
Hey readers! Welcome to a new story. I'm really looking forward to your support as this journey unfolds.
𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓪𝓾𝓽𝓱𝓸𝓻 𝓲𝓼 𝓼𝓸𝓻𝓻𝔂
And for my readers from other work. THE LEGACY.
I'm really sorry to those who read The Legacy: Unwittingly Yours. I know I messed up the story, and I truly wanted to fix it—but it’s been tough without any feedback or response.I’ve learned from the experience, and I’ll do my best not to let this new story go the same way. Thanks for giving it a chance.
𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓪𝓾𝓽𝓱𝓸𝓻 𝓲𝓼 𝓼𝓸𝓻𝓻𝔂
Note This ✦✦✦ means change of scenes/ next scene.
Three black SUVs tore down the dirt road, engines growing.
They skidded to a stop in front of an old, silent farmhouse on the edge of the hills.
The doors opened fast. Men in black jumped out, some rushing inside with their weapons ready.
Others took position outside.
From the middle SUV a tall man stepped out slowly. He wore a dark suit and leather gloves. His cold eyes didn't blink.
Don Lazarus Moretti. The name made most people lower their eyes. But not her.
He walked past his men without speaking.
One of the guards near the porch nodded quickly.
GUARD
She's in the room, boss.
Matteo said nothing. His steps were heavy and calm as he made his way into the house.
Down a narrow hallway, past old wooden doors. He stopped at the last one.
She stood there. Chained.
Her eyes were sharp. Angry. Unafraid.
Advika Joseph (FL)
Where are my rights?
Advika Joseph (FL)
You think locking me here will fix what you've done?
He didn't answer. His eyes scanned the room, then rested on her face.
She took a step forward, chains rattling.
Advika Joseph (FL)
You're a murder.
Advika Joseph (FL)
You think you can hide from justice, but you can't. Even if you kill me... I'll make sure the truth finds you.
She froze. Her eyes dropped to the weapon, then slowly lifted to meet his.
Matteo stepped closer. She backed away until her body hit the wall. She turned her face, bracing herself.
But he didn't raise the gun.
Instead, he leaned in close and whispered.
Lazarus Morreti (ML)
Take it.
He held the gun out to her, grip first.
Lazarus Morreti (ML)
Take it
Lazarus Morreti (ML)
Kill me, Miss Justice. If that's what you want. It's the only way out by the way.
She stared at the weapon, her breath shaky.
Lazarus Morreti (ML)
Go on. Do it.
Her hands slowly reached for the gun. Her fingers wrapped around the gun.
If felt heavier than she expected. Matteo let go.
The gun shook in her hands as she raised it, pointing it as his chest. Her arms trembled. Her eyes welled up, but no tears fell.
He didn't move. He didn't flinch.
Just stood there, staring at her like he was waiting for something.
Lazarus Morreti (ML)
Do it.
Her fingers hovered over the trigger.
Advika Joseph (FL)
I should.
Advika Joseph (FL)
You deserve it.
Lazarus Morreti (ML)
Maybe I do.
Silence stretched between them. the only sound was her shaky breath.
𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓪𝓾𝓽𝓱𝓸𝓻 𝓲𝓼 𝓼𝓸𝓻𝓻𝔂
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𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓪𝓾𝓽𝓱𝓸𝓻 𝓲𝓼 𝓼𝓸𝓻𝓻𝔂
I'm really sorry guys. FOR MY READERS for the legacy. Allow me to continue if you can. I feel disappointed by myself.
𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓪𝓾𝓽𝓱𝓸𝓻 𝓲𝓼 𝓼𝓸𝓻𝓻𝔂
Bye, TC 🫶🏻💕
Comments
D frozen heart
it's okay authy .., sometimes things we can't help will happen.., all we have to do is to fix it in another way . just give up .
I really admire you for not giving up ❣️. stay strong and keep writing.
I'll always support u 💯
2025-07-24
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Mr marath
update one more episode plsssssss plsssssssssssssss plsssssss plsssssssssssssss plsssssss plsssssssssssssss plsssssss
2025-07-24
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D frozen heart
I'm committed to this story already.❣️
2025-07-24
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