She was correct. I was his vulnerability; everything that transpired with Dominic stemmed from me. How had I failed to recognize it? His love for me nearly shattered him. He was a proud man, unwilling to acknowledge it, yet I had been the one to ruin him.The morning sunlight filtered through the gaps in the curtains, casting soft rays across the room. I lingered in bed longer than usual, my body feeling heavy and reluctant to rise.Meanwhile, Dominic had spent the night in Camila’s room. I could hear her cries of ecstasy echoing through the walls, and all I could do was weep into my pillow.Leo nestled closely in my arms, his gentle breathing creating a soothing rhythm against my chest. The thought of leaving him alone in his room, fearing he might be taken from me again, was unbearable; I couldn't let him out of my sight.A sudden knock at the door jolted me. I sighed, shifting slightly without disturbing him."Come in," I called softly, pulling Leo closer.The door creaked open, re
The nurse smiled and said, "Congratulations, ma'am, you're pregnant." I stared at her in disbelief, my heart racing with joy as I covered my mouth, tears streaming down my face. Happiness washed over me. This was my chance to mend my marriage, to finally give my husband the family he had always dreamed of, and to welcome him back into my life. After a year of marriage, our attempts to conceive had been unsuccessful, which had caused Dominic to become distant from me.He spent countless hours outdoors and rarely returned home. As I hurried out of the hospital, my heart was filled with joy; I couldn't wait to share the wonderful news with my sister and celebrate together. Being married to a mafia Don, the family needed an heir, and I had struggled with infertility. But now, I finally had the chance to secure my position as Don’s wife. As soon as I parked in the penthouse garage, I jumped out of my car and rushed to the elevator. My heart raced with excitement, and I couldn't help bu
A year later I stood at the altar, my heart pounding with a mixture of excitement and nervousness. The day I had dreamed of for so long was finally here. Before me, Ivan stood, his eyes locked onto mine with such affection that I could feel the warmth spreading through me. In just a few minutes, he would officially become my husband. As the priest began to speak, his words became a distant hum in the background. It felt as though it was just Ivan and I in that moment, the entire world fading away around us. His gaze held mine steadfastly, "Clarissa, do you take Ivan to be your lawfully wedded husband?" the priest's voice finally pierced through my thoughts. "I do," I answered dreamily, my voice barely above a whisper. Ivan smiled, a smirk dancing on his lips as he gazed at me with unwavering affection. The moment seemed frozen in time, suspended between anticipation and fulfillment. "And do you, Ivan, take Clarissa to be your lawfully wedded wife?" the priest turned to him.
Dominic POVAiden burst into my office, his voice filled with urgency. "Boss, we found her!" The moment those words reached my ears, I leaped from my chair, my heart racing with hope and anxiety. It had been a year since my Ex wife vanished without a trace, leaving me in a constant state of worry and regret. I often wished I could rewind time and be the husband I should have been, but now it felt like that chance had slipped away. "How? When?" I demanded, my voice sharper than I intended, as I caught Aiden's gaze. His eyes sparkled with excitement, but there was also a hint of sympathy that made my heart ache.“Where is she?” I stepped closer, gripping his shirt in a mix of desperation and fear, my body trembling with a whirlwind of emotions. His expression hinted at both good and bad news.“We found her. She’s in Russia with the Russian Don,” he revealed, and I felt my face drain of color. Ivan, my fiercest rival, had my wife, and a surge of rage coursed through me."We need to ac
Clarissa’s POV When I gazed into his eyes, a strange familiarity washed over me, yet no matter how hard I tried to recall, my mind remained a blank slate. I noticed the surprise etched on his face as he took a step back, and for the first time, I allowed myself to truly observe him. He was undeniably attractive, with dark hair pulled back neatly, but the scar that traced from his eye to his cheek gave him a rugged appearance. In an instant, the haunting image of Ivan lying motionless on the ground invaded my thoughts, sending a chill of fear through me. Yet, amidst the turmoil, I sensed something was off; this man seemed certain that I was someone he recognized as his wife and had interrupted my wedding because of it. To make matters worse, he had revealed that he was divorced from his wife, and I couldn't understand why he was so determined to win her back after having left her. He turned and walked to the back of the jet, leaving me alone in the passenger seat, still dr
Dominic POV I gazed at her as she drifted off in my arms, I knew she was fighting to stay awake, but I knew her well enough to recognize the panic rising within her. The only way to calm her was to gently ease her into sleep. As I cradled her, I admired her face; though time had passed, she remained stunning. Her hair cascaded behind her in soft waves, her skin was as smooth as cream, and her lips retained that youthful allure. Just as I was about to lay her down, the door swung open, and Aiden entered. “Don,” he called, and I turned my attention to him. “A What’s the situation?” I inquired, my gaze still fixed on the serene beauty before me. “He survived. It turns out he was wearing a bulletproof vest, and the bullet only grazed his skin,” Aiden replied, and I had to summon all my strength to keep my emotions in check. A wave of anger washed over me at the thought of having dealt with that monster, only to learn he was still alive, I whisper he had died when I have
I groaned as I opened my eyes, a dull headache crashing over me in waves. As I sat up, I scanned my surroundings and quickly realized I was in an unfamiliar room. Something felt off, and the first question that popped into my mind was how I had ended up here. Then, like a sudden jolt, the memories flooded back. The wedding, Ivan’s tragic death right before my eyes, and then there was him. Dominic. The enigmatic stranger who had captivated my attention, filled with an aura of sorrow and countless unanswered questions. I recalled him injecting something into me—whatever it was that Clarissar had used had definitely knocked me out. As I sat upright, I noticed I was dressed in nightwear, my once beautiful wedding dress now gone. Clutching the robe tightly around me, I slowly dragged myself out of bed. I opened the door to reveal a long, dimly lit hallway. A nagging feeling told me I was no longer in Russia, and wherever Clarissar was, it felt like a distant memory. The thought of esc
I stood there, completely stunned, gazing at a woman I had never encountered before in my life. “Wait, what?” I asked Dominic, who was glaring at Harper with a fierce intensity. “I used to call her my sister, but after what she did to me, she’s no sister of mine. I will never see her as family again,” Harper shouted, turning on her heel and storming out of the office. I was left standing there, more bewildered than ever. I felt paralyzed as I watched her walk away, unsure of how to respond or what to think. I didn’t understand what was happening. I glanced at Dominic, who was still fixated on the door through which she had just exited, and it was clear they shared a complicated past. Harper herself had acknowledged it, and the depth of her hatred for me was palpable, sending chills down my spine. Whatever had transpired between this woman named Eve and her was clearly something dark and troubling.I was exhausted from trying to convince this man that I wasn't his long-lost wife.
She was correct. I was his vulnerability; everything that transpired with Dominic stemmed from me. How had I failed to recognize it? His love for me nearly shattered him. He was a proud man, unwilling to acknowledge it, yet I had been the one to ruin him.The morning sunlight filtered through the gaps in the curtains, casting soft rays across the room. I lingered in bed longer than usual, my body feeling heavy and reluctant to rise.Meanwhile, Dominic had spent the night in Camila’s room. I could hear her cries of ecstasy echoing through the walls, and all I could do was weep into my pillow.Leo nestled closely in my arms, his gentle breathing creating a soothing rhythm against my chest. The thought of leaving him alone in his room, fearing he might be taken from me again, was unbearable; I couldn't let him out of my sight.A sudden knock at the door jolted me. I sighed, shifting slightly without disturbing him."Come in," I called softly, pulling Leo closer.The door creaked open, re
I turned abruptly, my body instinctively orienting toward her.I wasn’t sure what I anticipated—surprise, anger, disgust—but what I received was far worse. Camila’s eyes widened, her pupils nearly engulfed by the intensity of what she was witnessing.Then the horror struck. Pure, visceral horror twisted her features as if she had been hit.Her voice sliced through the tension like a whip.“You… How could you do this?” she shouted.I stood frozen, my feet glued to the spot. Her voice echoed, and I could sense the pain lacing her words.Before I could respond, before I could even process what was happening, Dominic moved. In one smooth motion, he stepped in front of me, shielding me with his presence.“There’s no need to react or be dramatic,” he stated firmly. His tone was calm, yet the authority behind it made me flinch.Camila threw her head back and laughed, the sound sharp and piercing, as if ridiculing us both. Her laughter ceased abruptly, and when she turned to Dominic, her expr
There was no safety, no safety at all while Vincent and Ivan were out there.We worked tirelessly to find Vincent, but we weren't even close. Then, after three days, we received an unwelcome visitor.Harper just showed up at the mansion and wanted to talk. I didn't want to engage with her because of how she had treated and humiliated me countless times, but I couldn't turn her away.I walked into the courtyard where she sat, staring into space, and I could barely recognize her. Her hair was cut short, and she looked pale—too pale—and a bit thin.I stood there for more than a minute until her eyes fell on me. Then she smiled. I couldn't tell if it was genuine, but I knew she was trying to be friendly, which didn't sit well with me. I hadn't seen her for months, and honestly, I had never thought of her after all the harm she had caused me and our family.“Eve…” she stood up, calling me by my old name. I looked back at her with a poker face that revealed no emotions. I couldn't speak, no
Charissa povI followed him into his office, my heart pounding in my chest as I watched his broad shoulders tense. He didn’t say a word as he entered, leaving the door open just long enough for me to step through before he shut it firmly behind me. The sound of the latch clicking into place echoed in the silence, making me flinch.For a second, I stood frozen, unsure of what was about to happen. I thought he was going to yell at me. Maybe he would tell me how reckless I had been, how my actions had put us in even more danger. His silence only made it worse; the weight of it pressed down on me, making it hard to breathe.But then, before I could say a word, he turned and pulled me into his arms. His embrace caught me off guard. I stiffened, my body unsure how to respond, but his arms tightened around me, holding me close, and gradually, I melted into him. I could feel the steady rhythm of his heartbeat against my back, and it was strangely soothing. “Dominic,” I whispered, my voic
I felt a little oppressed, to be sincere but that didn't stop me, three people had died last night and one of them was more than a sister to me ,and i wanted to see their death avenge by the man that killed then , nad the least thing i wanted was camilla adding him get away.Vincent was a nightmare and monster and he has caused me a lot of pain and sorrow, and more than anything I wanted him to pay for what he had done.I clenched my fists at my sides, my jaw tight. “I don’t have proof,” I admitted. “But I know she did it. She left last night, Vincent disappeared, and now she’s back like nothing happened? It doesn’t add up.”i said looking right into valentina eyes even though she was glaring daggers at me, i didn't care.Valentina’s lips curled into a sneer. “And who are you to make such accusations, hmm? You’re no one,Clarissa. Just the ex-wife of the Don. You hold no rank here, no authority. You should count yourself lucky that Dominic even lets you stay under his roof.”she snapped
Charissa POVIt didn’t make sense. One minute he was there, and the next, it was as though he’d evaporated into the air. All night we had searched everywhere, but there were no traces of him. I stood in the corner of Dominic’s office, disoriented, clutching the edge of the desk for support. The room spun with the weight of realization: Vincent had escaped. And worse, he was free. After all the pain and suffering he had caused it hurt knowing he was finlaly free.The pain of it twisted my chest. The bastard was out there, walking away from everything he’d done, while we were left scrambling like fools in his wake. Dominic didn’t take it well either,he never did when things spun out of his control. All night long, he’d been shouting orders, barking at his men to search every inch of the property. But it was useless. The house was upended,closets emptied, floors torn apart, drawers overturned—and still, there was no sign of him.I sat there in silence as one of Dominic’s men stepped
Third Pov“What do you want?”she asked him and he grin, finally geting the reaction he had wanted.“I need you to help me now, dominic cant find me, if you hide me, i cnat walked out cheerfully out of the gates, but you can aid me”he said.Her eyes narrowed, but she didn’t deny it. “You’re playing a dangerous game, Vincent. What makes you think I’d risk my position to help you?” she asked him.Vincent leaned against the wall, his confidence unwavering. “Because I can help *you*. You want Dominic’s attention, don’t you? Want him to stop pining after Carissa and focus on you for once?” he said, uing his favioute tricks which neveeed failed him.That was how he had always got what he wanted, by using peoples want and needs to get them to aid him,or fall for his games.Camila’s expression faltered, just for a moment. But it was enough. Vincent knew he’d hit a nerve. “And how exactly do you plan to do that?” she asked, stepping closer to him. Her tone was skeptical, but curiosity flickere
Vincent moved with calculated precision the moment the gun went off in his hand. His body slipped into the darkness, quick and silent, as the sound of footsteps thundered down the hall. He pressed himself against the cold stonewall of the cells corridor, eyes sharp, watching as Dominic and his men sprinted past him, guns drawn and rage palpable in the air. The chaos his gunshot had caused was his opening, and he wasn’t about to waste it. Yet he knew this place like the back of his hand. He’d grown up within these walls, surrounded by secrets, blood, and betrayal. He understood the mansion’s defenses better than anyone. The guards, the locks, the escape routes,Dominic had fortified it over the years, making it nearly impenetrable. Escaping unnoticed would be impossible. But Vincent didn’t plan to slip out the gate unnoticed. He smirked to himself, the gun still warm in his grip. If he couldn’t run, he’d make himself a problem Dominic couldn’t ignore. He moved through the shadows
I pulled up in front of Dominic’s gate, my hands gripping the steering wheel so tightly my knuckles turned white. My heart was hammering in my chest as I glanced at the dashboard clock. How long has it been? An hour? Two? I couldn’t think straight. All I knew was she’d left home and I knew so well she was coming here. A million worst-case scenarios raced through my mind. I prayed I wasn’t too late. The gate creaked open as soon as the guards saw it was me. Without hesitation, I drove in fast, tires screeching slightly as I swerved into the garage. Throwing the car into park, I jumped out and barked at one of the men standing nearby. “Wake the boss! We have a breach!” My voice was sharper than I intended, but I didn’t care. The man nodded and turned to leave, but before he could take a step, the sound of gunfire shattered the tense silence. My stomach dropped. Two gunshots. My body froze for a split second, but then instinct kicked in, and I bolted toward the entrance to the u