Alpha Nero's world shattered when his Luna, Camellia, disappeared without a trace five years ago, taking their unborn child with her. Endless searches yielded nothing, leaving Nero in a perpetual state of anguish and rage, desperate to find any sign of his lost family. He didn't expect to find her five years later, halfway across the world with no memory of him. She looks as beautiful as the day she vanished, but there's no flicker of recognition in her eyes. Instead, she's busy serving customers, her smile warm and welcoming, with a little boy at her side— a spitting image of Nero himself. Camellia doesn't remember Nero or the life they once shared, and Nero is torn between the joy of finding her and the agony of her amnesia. Determined to win his family back and find out what happened to her, Nero begins a careful, strategic approach. Can he trigger her lost memories and remind her of the love they once shared? And will he be able to protect her and their son from the dangers that still lurk in the shadows?
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NeroI’m still on a high from walking Camellia home and kissing her for the first time when my cell phone rings, snapping me out of my semi-filthy thoughts.It’s Osiris and I steel myself against any news he might have.“Hey, what’s up?” I answer, trying to sound casual.“Nero, I did the research you asked for,” Osiris says without preamble. “Checked all private flights coming close to that small town from LA around the time Camellia went missing.”I sit up straighter, my pulse quickening. “And?”“Seems Matteo’s private jet was one of them,” he replies, his tone serious. “It left LA an hour after Camellia went missing.”“What the fuck?” I feel a surge of anger. “That fucker. I knew I couldn’t trust him.”“Nero, don’t do anything rash,” Osiris warns. “We need to play this smart.”“I know,” I grit out, shoving down my fury. “Thanks for the info, Osiris. Keep digging. I need more proof before I confront him.”“Will do. Take care, brother,” Osiris says before hanging up.I take a deep bre
Camellia / Lia“... Lia? Hello?”“Hmm?” Maria looks at me with a raised eyebrow as I snap out of my thoughts, realizing too late that she’s been talking to me. “Sorry, Maria,” I say, shaking my head to clear the happy daze I’ve been in since my date with Nero. “What did you say?”“You’ve been staring into space for the last five minutes,” she says, smirking. “Something on your mind?”I blush, feeling a bit embarrassed. “Sorry, Maria. I was just... thinking about last night.”“Oh?” Her smirk widens, and she leans closer, clearly interested. “Do tell. How was your date with the handsome stranger?”I can’t help but smile, the memories of the evening flooding back. “It was wonderful. We had dinner at this lovely little restaurant, and then we took a walk through town. He was such a gentleman.”Maria’s eyes sparkle with curiosity. “And?”“And... I really enjoyed myself,” I admit, feeling a warm blush creep up my cheeks. “He’s easy to talk to, and I feel like there’s something special abo
Nero“I haven’t felt this fucking nervous since I first asked her to be mine,” I mutter to myself as I pace the length of the living room. In less than half an hour, I have to pick up Camellia for our date and pretend that I don’t know every inch of her. I have to sit across from her and make small talk again, biting my tongue so ‘I fucking miss you’ doesn’t slip out.I realize that I’m in way over my head here. Camellia and I are childhood sweethearts and fell in love at sixteen; we knew each other from a young age. Right now, I have to work on winning her over without the familiarity and honestly, I have no idea how I’m going to do that.What about me drew her in the first time? I’ve never been arrogant enough to ask her when she fell in love with me, it just seemed inevitable between us. She always felt like home, she was always mine.“Fucking think,” I mutter, pinching the bridge of my nose. I don’t know if I should push or just let it happen without trying. That’s how it worked
NeroI strip off my shirt and am about to get into a shower when my cell phone rings and I groan. “Fuck,” I say, because I know who it is already and I know what’s coming when I answer.“Care to explain why you’re still in that little town, Nero?”I pinch the bridge of my nose and sigh. “Good to hear from you too, Uncle Cezar. How is the weather back home? I trust my pack hasn’t been burned to the ground?”“Oh, fuck off, Nero,” I can hear the exasperation in his voice. “Why are you still there? What happened to rejecting Matteo and coming right back? I still don’t fucking get why he wanted you to come all the way there, as if seeing him face to face will change your damn mind and…”I listen as he goes off on his usual tangent about Matteo and I wait until he’s done before I jump in. Cezar has been my advisor since I was 16 years old and expected to take over from my father. I still find it odd that he didn’t decide to take the role of Alpha for himself.“...Well? Are you just going to
Camellia / LiaIt’s been a week now. Every single day, he comes in, orders the same thing, Caffe Macchiato and a caramel rum cannoli, and sits at the same table. He doesn’t say much, but he doesn’t need to. I know he’s here for me. Nero. Just saying his name in my head makes my heart flutter and my mind whirl with fragments of memories I can’t quite grasp.Something in my heart tells me I know this man, but I have no way of confirming it without looking like an idiot. It was mortifying enough last time when he looked at me with pity; I’d rather not see that look ever again.Today is no different. The café is bustling with the usual morning crowd, and I’m in my element, serving customers, chatting with the regulars. The bell above the door chimes, and I don’t even need to look up to know it’s him. I can feel his presence; like a magnetic pull.“Morning, Lia,” he says, his deep voice cutting through the din. Gods, he always smells so good, and it takes everything in me not to pull him
NeroAs soon as I get back to the townhouse, I light up a cigarette and start to pace.Camellia said I felt familiar, and she reacted to my name. That shouldn’t get my fucking hopes up, but Gods, it does. I take a deep drag; the nicotine doing little to calm my nerves. The bond between us isn’t as strong as it should be, but it’s there. It’s not broken, not severed, but someone fucked with it. I can’t leave her here, not now. Not when I’m so close. I need to make an impression, win her over, make her remember. I need to stay in this town, figure out what happened to her and why she doesn’t remember us. There’s no other option.Orion and Osiris walk in, looking expectantly at me. They can sense my agitation.“I’m staying,” I finally say. “I’m not leaving until I figure out why she’s here and what happened to her memory.”Osiris raises an eyebrow. “You’re sure about this, Nero? Staying in this town isn’t exactly part of the original plan.”“I don’t care about the original plan,” I sna
Camellia / LiaI know that man from yesterday.I have no idea where I know him from, but as soon as I saw him sitting in the back with Marcus yesterday, I felt it. A tug in the center of my chest, and when we made eye contact, I could see the sliver of shocked recognition in his eyes even as he tried to hide it.Those eyes… The same eyes I fell in love with five years ago in a hospital surrounded by people I don’t know. The same eyes as my son. Then he walked past me and the scent of bergamot and leather immediately made me pause.Without a doubt, I know this man; or rather, I knew him. Could he be the one who left me here for dead?I shake my head and look up just as the cafe door opens; only to meet the gaze I couldn’t get out of my mind yesterday. My hands shake as he makes small talk with me, noting that he has an American accent, and I have to steady them when I get his coffee.Caramel rum cannoli. No one else orders it and no one in town makes it, only us and only because I aske
NeroOsiris walks back, shaking his head in disbelief. “Nero, she didn’t even recognize me. I walked up to her, and it was like she had no idea who I was. And the child... he’s definitely yours… He has the eyes of a Leonetti.”Slate gray. Of course he does.The weight of his words hits me hard, making it difficult to breathe. “She works here?” I manage to ask, my voice strained.“From what I could tell, yeah. She was talking to the customers like she’s been here a while,” Osiris confirms, his expression troubled.I’m at a loss. My mind races with questions and doubts. How is this possible? Why doesn’t she remember us? “What the fuck do I do now?” I mutter, more to myself than anyone else.“We need to regroup and figure this out,” Orion suggests, his voice calm and steady. “Let’s go back to the townhouse and do some digging.”Every instinct screams at me to stay, to go to her and demand answers. But I know Orion is right. We need a plan. It pains me to leave, knowing she’s so close. A
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