"You think I haven’t tried to stop wanting you? That I haven’t tried to stay away?" He steps closer, eyes darkening as he runs a finger down my arm. "But every time you walk in, every time you look at me…all I can think about is how good it would feel to pin you against that wall and take what’s been mine since the first time I saw you.” ~~~ My job was simple—help my best friend, Elora, and keep my life as normal as possible. What I didn’t expect was to be drawn into her family’s dangerous world…or to fall for the one person I was supposed to avoid: her older brother, Camden. Camden Andretti is everything I should stay away from—intense, unpredictable, and fiercely protective. But when I witness something I shouldn’t have, he’s the only one who can keep me safe. The hardest part? Surviving each day with him by my side, forced to face this heat between us. I want him in ways I shouldn’t. Need him more than I ever thought possible. And one reckless choice may change everything. Now, I have to face the consequences of a forbidden desire—and survive a world I was never meant to be part of.
View More[Dawn]I can’t help but stare at Aldo again–like a total creep. He’s still chatting with Luca, but now a few more men have come.A waiter appears out of nowhere and gives them all a drink, they say cheers, and Aldo looks my way. He winks and drinks.Aldo and Luca are talking seriously now while they cook at the barbeque. I can’t tell what it is, but knowing Aldo, it’s probably work-related. Just going over more details and ideas. He’s been a good addition to Luca’s men. He was always worried about how the merge would go. Not that he said it. I could just tell how much it worried him. I’ve known him since we were kids.I head inside and check in at the kitchen with the catering staff; they’re preparing dinner for the adults and dessert for the kids. .I exit and find a corner of the patio to take a break. I enjoy another glass of champagne and some pizza rolls. The sun is setting, and even though I’ve seen a Miami sunset every day of my life, I take the time to stop and enjoy it.The
BLURB:It wasn’t supposed to happen—one reckless night that crossed every line I swore I’d never break. Getting caught tangled up with my best friend’s little sister? That’s a death wish. Dawn was always off-limits. To me, she was just the pesky kid who got under my skin. But now? She’s all grown up—dangerously beautiful, and impossible to resist. One night changed everything. Now, secrets are spiraling out of control. If her brother finds out, it could destroy more than just our friendship. But that’s not the worst of it. Dawn disappeared. Taken by shadows from a world I didn’t see coming. She’s in danger, and I’m the only one who can save her. They don’t know who they’ve messed with, but they’re about to learn. I’ll risk it all to bring her back—because some lines aren’t meant to stay broken. __________________Chapter 1 [Aldo]“Yes I got it ma, okay, love you too.”The distant sound of airplane tires screeching fades as Andre opens my car door. He throws his lugga
[Kendall]After we’re home, our baby finds his voice and screams the night away, but just when I think I’m getting to my breaking point, Camden's there.“I’ll take him for a while,” he says, pulling our son out of my arms.I run a hand through my mussed hair, exhausted. “He was crying all night,” I say.“Why didn’t you wake me?” he asks, frowning.“You looked so peaceful,” I tell him. “I didn’t want to disturb you.”Camden snorts. “Disturb me next time, principessa. I’m his father. I can do a lot of the work.”I look at him, disbelieving. I can’t believe he’s so involved when at first, I didn’t even know if he’d stick around even if he said he would.“I’m exhausted,” I admit. “And there’s baby vomit in my hair and I’m pretty sure his diaper is full of the most heinous thing you’ve ever smelled.”Camden barks out a surprised laugh. “I’m interested in where this is going.”“But I’m so happy, Camden,” I said, tears running down my face. “I’ve never been so happy in all my life. I didn’t
KendallThe day of the wedding and everything goes wrong.It’s raining and Elora is late and I don’t know if I can go through with this.She finally shows up and her hair looks mussed and I groan.“I know you’ve got a man, you should just tell me,” I say, and she laughs.“Absolutely not. I just overslept. I’ve been single and with me, myself, and I,” she insists. “I’m so sorry, Kendall.”I haven’t seen Camden in three days and I miss him so much. We’ve been living together but I’ve been staying with my father for the last two days according to tradition.“I feel like I’m too pregnant for this dress,” I say.“You look beautiful. Camden is going to lose it the second he sees you,” she insists.°•°•°•°•°•°•°True to her words, when I walk down the aisle with Papa, Camden has a tear running down his cheek.“This dress is perfect, you are perfect,” he murmurs to me, and it reminds me of that first night, the first night he really noticed me in that dress, and I can’t help but smile, happ
Camden“If you really want to get married…” I start, but Kendall cuts me off.“I don’t care about that,” she says. “I just need to know that this isn’t drugs, so tell me all of this again when you’re off them,” she says.I sigh shallowly so that I don’t hurt myself. “It’ll be a while before I’m off all of them.”“I can wait,” she says stubbornly.So, we wait. We wait until I’m out of the hospital and then she goes to her first ultrasound and tears well in my eyes when I see pictures of the little peanut.Kendall moves in with the help of Dante and Elora and sets up my bed in the living room so that I don’t have to go upstairs. We’re sitting in the doctor’s office at her five month appointment. She’s been living with me and taking care of me all this time, even though I’m getting better now.“Can I tell you now that I love you?” I ask her, and she shakes her head.“You’re still taking pills,” she argues.I groan. “Kendall, this is getting ridiculous. You live here. You take care of m
KendallElora and I both are ordered to go home and we sleep in the same bed in my guest room, cuddled up together. We’ve been through a lot and we need that best friend comfort.When I wake, I immediately sit straight up in bed, thinking about Camden.“I have to get back to the hospital,” I mumble, and Elora yawns, grabbing my shoulder so I can’t get up.“Not yet,” she says. “You need to eat something. Have to feed that nephew of mine.”I chuckle in spite of everything. “You think it’s a boy?”“Just a hunch,” she says.“I guess we’ll see,” I say, rubbing a hand over my belly. “But shouldn’t we check on Camden?”“Mama’s up there with him now,” she says. “You don’t have to worry, she’ll call me if he sneezes.”I laugh a little. “All right. I guess I’ll eat.”My stomach feels like there’s a void in it, so I guess it’s a good idea.We walk downstairs and Marisa has made a spread that’s unbelievable.Mia is shoveling food in her face and she looks up at us and smiles.“Please sit. Maris
CamdenThe doctor comes in and I’m irritated, moving around.“Mr. Andretti, you have to stay still,” the doctor pleads. “You have tubes in your chest and they can’t be moved.”“He’s in pain,” Kendall says, seeing something on my face.“No,” I say. “I don’t want any drugs.”Kendall’s face is pleading with me. “Please, Camden. I don’t want you to hurt yourself.”I sigh heavily and then groan because it hurts in my chest so much.“All right,” I croak, and the nurse puts a button in my hand.“Press this button,” she says, and when I do, something warm and relieving washes through me and my whole body relaxes. I feel myself drifting away.“Kendall,” I say, my words slurred. “Tell me that you know I love you.”“Sure,” she says, but I know that she doesn’t believe me.I struggle to say more but I can’t, I’m fading.“Camden,” she says quietly. “I—”But then I’m gone.°•°•°•°•°•°•°When I wake, Kendall isn’t in the room with me but I can still hear someone sobbing. When I turn my face, it’s El
CamdenI dream of Kendall. I dream of her with her eyes puffy from sleep, with her nightie bunched up, how she writhes beneath me. I dream of her in that little bikini she wore at the safe house, looking up at me with wide brown eyes.I remember hitting Marco, beating him so thoroughly that his face was unrecognizable. I remember Angelo’s pale, drawn face as I looked up at him. I don’t remember being hurt. I don’t know where I am when I open my eyes, looking up at the ceiling.“Camden?” someone says, some sweet voice that I know deep in my heart, and I look over to see Kendall staring at me with wide brown eyes. “Oh my god, he’s waking up,” she chokes, and I reach out for her and there’s a stab of pain in my chest that makes my breath hitch in my throat.“Principessa,” I choke out, but my mouth is so dry that I can’t make more words. I clear my throat, and as if reading my mind, Kendall brings me a glass of water with a straw.I sip it gratefully. “What happened?” I croak.“You were
Kendall I come to with Mia holding these awful smelling salts beneath my nose.“Camden,” I gasp, sitting up, and Mia struggles to her feet. She’s too pregnant to move quickly, but she does the best she can helping me up.“Go slow,” she warns, but her face is pale and I know something is wrong. I’m trying to remember what it is but passing out has made me so dizzy and fuzzy...Camden.I rush into the living room and Camden's on the couch, absolutely covered in blood. Dante and Angelo both have their hands on his back, holding pressure, and Jimmy Sawbones, the doctor to all the famiglia in the area, has just come in the door, rushing to the living room.I just stare at him, knowing that I’ll get in the way if I go over there.“Did you see the wound?” I ask Mia, and she slowly nods.“It’s bad, isn’t it?” I whisper.“It’s bad,” she agrees, and I feel faint again but I manage to keep consciousness, tears streaming down my face.“I can’t fix this,” Jimmy says almost immediately. “We have t
[Kendall]“Thanks for inviting me,” I say, smiling at Elora as I nudge her with my shoulder.She laughs, lifting her champagne glass. “You needed a break, Kendall. It’s about time.”I wiggle my toes in the clear, saltwater pool and glance at her perfectly manicured feet. “Yeah, I don’t get out much.”Elora tilts her head knowingly. “Because you’re always at home taking care of your dad.”I nod, the usual heaviness settling in. “He’s not been the same since the heart attack. I’ve taken over most of the household stuff. Lucky he made enough money as a low-level guy before getting sick to take care of us. I owe him everything.”“You’re a good daughter,” she says sincerely before grinning again. “But today’s about mimosas and sunshine, so drink up.”I smile, taking another sip of my drink. Elora’s been my best friend since we were twelve, always dragging me into fun I didn’t know I needed. Sometimes I think she tries to live enough for both of us.When Marco Barone’s voice cuts across the ...
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