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. "I do," Ivan's voice rang out with confidence, his eyes never leaving mine. The priest then addressed the audience, "Do the audience accept this union? Speak now or forever hold your peace." For a moment, the crowd remained silent, as if holding their breath in anticipation. The air was thick with emotion and tension. Then, unexpectedly, a voice broke the solemn silence. "I object to this union!" Gasps rippled through the audience, heads turned to locate the source of the interruption My heart skipped a beat as I searched the crowd, my mind racing with confusion and fear. Who would dare object? I turned to look at the source of the voice and my voice was caught in my throat, it was a man, he looked so handsome, his hair was pulled back to the back of his head in a bun, and his stormy grey eyes seemed to be filled with anger. I felt like I knew him from somewhere but the more I thought about it, I came up with nothing but headaches. “What is the meaning of this” Ivan snarled at the handsome stranger. “Shut the fuck up Ivan,” the stranger snapped at Ivan who growled and was pissed off. I looked at the stranger as if he was mad, i had never seen someone talk to Ivan the way he just did, it seemed he had a death wish, but judging from the way he spoke and carried himself, I knew he didn't fear Ivan. “This is my goddamn wedding, you have no right to interrupt Dominic,” Ivan snapped at the stranger who narrowed his eyes at him. I could see both of them stare at themselves with so much hate. “I'm here for my wife, and then I will be on my way,” the man who I knew to be Dominic responded and I could hear the gasp in the atmosphere, I could see men standing up among the crowd, and I knew very well this was an ambush, whoever this man was, I knew he as dangerous. The man who stood up, appeared to be with him, and that scared me the most, but I was confused and scared, who in their right mind interrupts a wedding just to take their wife? I implored Dominic, "Could you please take your wife and leave us in peace?" His gaze shifted to me, and I noticed a fleeting emotion in his eyes, though I couldn't quite grasp what it was. “Yes I would, come with me, please Eve, I promise, I would make life far more for you than I ever did,” he said looking at me as I looked at it in confusion. What was this, he referred to me as Eve meanwhile my name was Clarissa, and why would he be calling me his wife? I looked at him like he had gone mad, but knew he meant what he had said judging by his expression. The scar on his face stood out and made him look dangerously handsome. “Stop this madness, you have no right to show your face here after what you have done, you have no right being here,” Ivan said as he stepped forth, I could see how shaken he looked but he masked it up with his facial expressions. I was confused about what was going on. Why did this man refer to me as his wife? Why was Ivan shaken by the event? What was happening? “Madness, you should count yourself lucky, that I let you live, Eve is coming with me, and anyone that has a problem with that can face my wrath” Dominic roared out and as soon as the words left his lips I could see the men bringing out a gun from their bodies and this scared the crowd. “What's happening, someone tell me what's happening?” I pleaded as I turned to look at Ivan who was staring at Dominic with so much hate and anger in his eyes everyone seemed to know who Dominic was except me and this scared the hell out of me. “You lied to her, you swine, why don't you tell her who im i, tell her what you did, tell her who you are, forcing her to marry you, you traitor” Dominic snapped at Ivan who stayed silent, I looked at Ivan and I could see that he couldn't meet my eyes. “No, I accepted to wed Ivan, he is to be my husband and I love him more than anything, I don't know you, and I ask that you leave,” I intercepted him, I didn't know who he was but I sure as hell wasn't going to let him crash my wedding. “Never, I left you time and time again, but I would never leave you, you may not know me, but I know you would never accept this union, you being forced into this but I promise I am going to make everything right” he answered. And without a word, he pulled out his gun and fired.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.
It took me some time to finally push him away, as I was overwhelmed with fear and uncertainty. I had always been told that the fear of the unknown is the most daunting, and that’s exactly what I was experiencing, i was terrified of what I might uncover, what truths might come to light. As I stepped back, his gaze filled with desire made me feel a deep sense of shame for the first time. “You…you…” I stuttered, my eyes widening in shock at the situation unfolding before me. “I will wait… Eve, even if it takes years to have you by my side,” he murmured before turning to leave. I stood there, struggling to catch my breath, my heart racing as confusion and fear clouded my mind. I realized I had to escape; I needed to get away from this place to avoid being trapped by Dominic . I understood all too well that he wouldn’t let me go easily, regardless of what I did or how hard I tried. I quietly slipped out of the room, and as I wandered through the halls, his words replayed in my
As temping as it was I knew I couldn’t refuse, I had to get it of here no matter what, and she wasn’t even making it easy for me, by being a bitch. I gazed at her, feeling a mix of shock and confusion. She had always made it clear that she didn’t want me around, and I couldn’t quite grasp her motives. But honestly, it didn’t matter to me; all I wanted was to escape this place, and if that meant we had a deal, then so be it. “Great, a deal it is. If I were kidnapped and brought here against my will, I’d definitely want to leave,” I replied, noticing a smile creeping onto her lips, as if she couldn’t believe I was actually agreeing to her terms. Despite how tempting it was, I realized I couldn't say no to her terms, why would I ever want to come back here in the first place. Her difficult attitude certainly wasn't helping. Each sharp word and dismissive gesture only added to my frustration, making it harder to focus on my own needs and desires. I glanced around, searching f
Dominic POVMarco , a member of the Romano family, expressed his frustration, saying, “In just a few days, the Russians have shut down five of our factories. We need to take action.” His voice was laced with urgency, a stark contrast to the calm that had enveloped the room moments before. The dim light cast shadows on the faces of my men, each one reflecting a mix of concern and determination. I remained quiet, weighing the opinions of my men, The situation had deteriorated rapidly, and Ivan was playing a dangerous game with me, a game I deeply despised. He was not just a rival; he was a master manipulator, skilled at exploiting weaknesses and sowing discords . The loss of our factories was not merely a financial blow; it was a direct assault on our power and influence in the region. Each factory that fell silent represented not just lost revenue, but also a blow to our reputation and standing in the county, and I knew I needed to put an end to it. As I glanced around the table,
A year laterEverything had been going well; for the first time in my life, I didn’t have to run or live in fear.After the conflict, we held a large burial for the men who had lost their lives while protecting me and Harper.I ensured she received a proper burial, as she had sacrificed her life to save me in the end. She had been a wonderful sister, even though I had pushed her away time and again.We began to rebuild, and new laws were established within the mafia. Dominic sold our old house and moved us to the countryside. Everything seemed to be going smoothly; we renewed our vows after all the people we once knew were gone.It was just the two of us. We hadn’t heard from Valentina since then, only that they had paid a hefty price for killing our men. The last I heard, Valentino was forced to marry Camilla to a drug baron as their economy collapsed. It turned out they had gone bankrupt, which explained why they had tried to take everything from us.Life with Dominic has been wonder
Dominic squeezed the trigger, and the silencer did an excellent job of concealing the sound, preventing the men from realizing that their leader had been shot.For a brief moment, I feared he had killed her—that Valentina was lifeless. However, as she fell to the ground, clutching her shoulder, it became clear that he hadn’t delivered a fatal shot. He had only wounded her, just enough to ensure her survival but render her unable to defend herself.Initially, I thought his plan was foolish, but I placed my trust in him. He had used her to help us escape, a feat that had seemed impossible just moments ago. I had nearly lost hope of ever being alive or seeing my son again, but he made it a reality.We were finally safe.Dominic approached me, his dark eyes searching my face before he enveloped us both in his strong, steady embrace. It felt secure. I took a deep breath, burying my face in his chest.It was finally over."You can go now," he whispered, pressing his lips gently against my f
After my confrontation with both of them, theydraged me toward a van. My head throbbed, and my vision was blurry, but I could still make out the figures around me. Someone yanked the gun from my grasp as I was shoved into an SUV. Vincent drove, and Camila sat beside me. The sight of her still wearing Clarissa’s dress pissed me off. It was like she was mocking me—mocking us. No one spoke. The air was thick with tension, but I could feel Vincent’s anger radiating off him. I knew exactly why. The words I had said to him earlier still lingered in his mind, cutting deep. As for Camila, she was so rattled that she casually dropped the gun on the seat beside her and turned to stare out the window. It was a careless mistake, and I took full advantage of it. Swiftly, without drawing attention, I palmed the gun. By the time we arrived at the warehouse, my mind was sharp, my pulse steady. As soon as the SUV came to a stop, I opened the door and stepped out. Camila followed, but before
The air grew heavy with tension. My heart pounded as the door swung open again, and Dominic stepped inside. His dark eyes scanned the room, landing on me. Something flashed in his gaze—anger, concern, relief. He looked like a man ready to burn the world down for me. Would he?“mother, “valntina called, as she walked over to her and whispered in her ears.“Where the fuck is my son?”dominic asked the them , as hey turned to look at him.“camila , bring the boy to his parent”she ordered, camillla who walked out the door shuting it.But I knew what Valentina was about to do. She would make him choose. Me or his empire. Valentina clapped her hands together. "Ah, Dominic. So good of you to join us." "Cut the bullshit, Valentina." His voice was low, dangerous. "Let her go, and bring my son , i dont have tie for games" She smirked, taking a step toward him. "Now, why would I do that? You walked right into my trap, just as I knew you would." Dominic’s jaw tightened. His entire
My wrists ached from the tight bonds cutting into my skin. My eyes were blindfolded, leaving me in a world of darkness. But I wasn’t alone. There was someone in front of me—singing. A soft, haunting tune. The voice was feminine, sultry, and laced with amusement. I knew it wa sher singing , tauting me.I shifted slightly, testing my restraints. Rope. Tight. No way out. My pulse pounded as I forced myself to breathe evenly. Panicking wouldn’t help me now. "You know," Valentina said, her voice smooth as silk, "I once loved a man."she started. My body stiffened. "I loved him so much, but then I realized men are shit, one moment they love ou and the next the cheat on ou with another woman" She chuckled, a dark, humorless sound. "People are shit." My jaw clenched. I didn’t respond. "I grew to become the only Donna in my county—a female one. And to hold power, I had to be ruthless. There was no room for softness, no space for love." The blindfold was suddenly ripped from my face
Dominic POVI stared at Vincent, whose eyes gleamed with unrestrained greed. He wanted the empire I held—no, he craved it. It wasn’t just about power; it was about proving he was better than me, that he could tear down everything I built and reshape it in his image. I smirked. “This is your idea, isn’t it? This power struggle?” My voice carried amusement, but beneath it lay a sharp edge. Vincent frowned, his lips pressing into a tight line. “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he snapped, his tone impatient, defensive. I stepped closer, my gaze never leaving his. “You held the empire for a week—just a week, Vincent—and in that time, everything our family worked so hard to build collapsed.” I let the words sink in, watching the flicker of irritation in his expression. “Now you want it again? To destroy everything and hand it over to these foreigners? Do you really think they’ll let you rule? No, Vincent, they’ll make you their puppet, and you’ll be dancing to their tune fo
Dominic POVI drove like a madman. The engine roared beneath my grip as I pushed the car to its limits, weaving through traffic without care for rules or consequences. My men followed close behind, their headlights flashing in the rearview mirror as they ignored every law in existence just to keep up. I didn't care about the chaos we left behind. The only thing that mattered was her. My hands tightened on the steering wheel, my knuckles turning white. The thought of something happening to her, of losing her forever, made my chest tighten with unbearable fear. I had made a deal with that Mexican witch to take Ivan down, to regain the power that had been stripped from me—but now, the cost was staring me in the face. I should have known it wouldn’t be that simple. But i was deperate , deperate to have her as mine.The mansion came into view, its towering structure bathed in the cold moonlight. No matter how amy times i came here, i could still feel the gripp in my heart, whati
I stood there, frozen. My breath hitched in my throat, my body locked in place as fear coursed through my veins. The world around me seemed to blur, the sounds distant and muffled, as if I had been submerged underwater. Panic tightened around my chest, squeezing the air from my lungs. "Miss, we need to go!" Elise’s urgent voice cut through the fog of my fear. I snapped back to reality, my wide eyes meeting hers. She was staring at me, her expression filled with alarm. "Now!" she urged, grabbing my wrist. I turned on my heel and ran, my heart pounding against my ribs. Panic took over, and my mind swirled with the worst possibilities. The thought that Harper had been killed, that she was gone, clawed at my sanity. She had been my enemy once, but despite everything, I loved her. No matter what had happened between us, losing her wasn’t something I could bear. Tears blurred my vision as I stepped outside, the cool air hitting my damp face. But I didn’t get far. I stopped dead.
Dominic POVI leftI understood that I had to come back victoious, as my family's survival depended on my success.if i ended up dead, clraissa, will be forced to retun to the hands of IVan , or killed by my power hungry cousin, vincent, which im sure woudlnt spare my son.At that moment, he had landed back to Italy ,I had received information about Ivan's whereabouts, and there he was, standing right in front of me.he looked worst then the last time, i saw him. i knew the russians gave him nothing, and sent him on his way, but instead of him to look for a good life somewhere else, he came back here, to seek revenge"You took everything from me," he spat, and I observed him with a hardened expression. I was at a loss for words, but I knew this confrontation had to reach its conclusion now."Your hatred for me blinds you, Ivan. I haven't taken anything from you; your own animosity has led you to despise me. You brought this upon yourself, and no one else is to blame," I replied."You'