The Corso Restorante glittered like a jewel box built on blood.

Two weeks later, a package arrived at the Santoro estate via certified federal courier.

Naomi opened it in the library while Belvin and Maya sat on the sofa. Inside was a thick blue leather folder bearing the seal of the New York State Attorney General’s Office.

"What is it?" Maya asked, leaning forward with excitement.

Naomi scanned the legal documents, her eyes widening with every line she read. Tears began to fall down her cheeks, splashing onto the heavy bond paper.

"Naomi?" Belvin asked, standing up instantly, stepping to her side. "What's wrong?"

"It's... it's my father’s estate," Naomi choked out, her voice trembling. "The federal court liquidated Vance’s seized personal assets to pay restitution to his victims. Because Vance’s fraud against my father was fully proven by the video evidence, the court has awarded full financial restitution to Maya and me."

She looked up at Belvin, her eyes shining through her tears. "Fourteen million dollars. And... they recovered our family's original townhouse in Brooklyn."

Maya gasped, clapping her hands over her mouth in pure shock. "Our house? We get our house back?"

"Yes, baby," Naomi sobbed, pulling her sister into a tight, tearful hug. "We get our home back."

Belvin stood quietly near the desk, a faint, proud smile touching his lips. He watched the two sisters embrace, feeling a profound sense of satisfaction. The debt was paid. The justice was served.

Later that evening, after Maya had gone to bed, Naomi found Belvin standing on the observation deck on the roof of the estate, looking out over the twinkling lights of the Manhattan skyline in the distance.

Titan sat rigidly at his side, acting as his eternal guardian.

Naomi walked up softly behind him, wrapping her arms around his waist from behind, resting her cheek against his broad back.

"You knew about the restitution order, didn't you?" she asked gently.

Belvin placed his hands over hers. "I might have nudged the federal prosecutor in the right direction."

"You did everything," Naomi whispered. "You saved my sister. You destroyed the man who broke my father. You gave us back our life."

Belvin turned around in her arms, wrapping his arms securely around her waist, pulling her close against his chest.

"I didn't give you anything you didn't earn, Naomi," Belvin murmured, kissing the top of her head. "You saved Titan. You saved me from becoming a hollow monster living in a stone castle."

"So... what do we do now?" Naomi asked, looking up into his dark, beautiful eyes. "Do I move back to the Brooklyn townhouse?"

Belvin’s arms tightened around her, his eyes flashing with a fierce, possessive warmth. "The townhouse is yours. But if you think I’m letting you, Maya, or this dog out of my sight, you're deeply mistaken."