Sasha sat in the dimly lit kitchen of Dominic’s penthouse, replaying Luca’s words over and over. “Dominic sacrificed his own brother for power.” It felt impossible to believe, but the way Luca had said it left a gnawing feeling in her stomach that she couldn’t shake. Her hands trembled as she wrapped them around a mug of tea, her mind racing. If there was even a shred of truth in Luca’s words, it meant she’d built her love on a foundation of secrets. Could she trust Dominic?
The sound of the elevator doors opening snapped her back to the present. She watched as Dominic strode into the room, his face hard, his eyes unreadable. He stopped when he saw her sitting there, his expression softening. “You’re still up,” he said quietly, setting down his keys. Sasha forced a smile, though she felt her heart pound painfully in her chest. “I couldn’t sleep.” Dominic frowned, sensing her hesitation. He crossed the room and reached for her hand. “Something’s wrong. I can see it in your eyes. Talk to me, Sasha.” She swallowed, her gaze dropping to their intertwined fingers. “Dom… I ran into Luca earlier.” His face hardened instantly, his grip tightening slightly. “What did he say to you?” She hesitated, her pulse racing. “He… he told me something. Something I didn’t want to believe.” His expression shifted, his eyes narrowing as he searched her face. “What did he say?” “He said… he said you sacrificed your own brother for this empire, Dom. That you chose power over family.” Her voice broke, and she looked up at him, searching his face for any hint of denial, any reassurance that it wasn’t true. Dominic’s face was unreadable, his jaw clenched as he met her gaze. “Sasha… it’s complicated.” Her heart sank, the weight of his words crashing over her. “So it’s true?” He closed his eyes briefly, as if bracing himself. “It’s not as simple as Luca made it sound. My brother… he got involved in things that were dangerous, things that put him—and the entire family—in jeopardy. I had to make choices to protect what was left of my family, to prevent everything from falling apart. I never wanted to lose him, Sasha.” Sasha pulled her hand from his grasp, feeling a wave of hurt and confusion wash over her. “But you let him fall, Dominic. You chose this world over him. How can I trust you when you’ve hidden something so… so terrible from me?” Dominic’s face twisted with pain, and he took a step back, his gaze haunted. “I didn’t tell you because I didn’t want you to carry the weight of my past. I wanted to protect you from that darkness.” She shook her head, a tear slipping down her cheek. “But you are that darkness, Dominic. This world, this life—it’s everything you’ve chosen to be a part of. And now, I don’t even know who you are.” He looked away, his expression tightening as he struggled to find the words. “I am who I am, Sasha. I’ve tried to be better because of you. You’re the one thing that’s kept me from falling completely into the shadows.” Sasha’s chest ached as she took a shaky breath. “But maybe that’s not enough, Dom. Maybe I can’t save you from this world. And maybe… maybe I can’t save myself from it either.” They stood there in silence, the unspoken tension thick between them. Finally, Dominic stepped forward, his voice a mere whisper. “Sasha… if you walk away, I won’t stop you. But I’ll tell you this: you’re the only thing that’s ever made me want to be better. Without you, there’s nothing but darkness.” Her heart twisted painfully as she looked at him, the man she loved—the man she was starting to realize she might never truly know. She wanted to stay, to believe that they could find a way out of this, but the weight of his secrets felt insurmountable. She took a step back, her voice breaking as she spoke. “I need time, Dominic. I need to figure out if I can live in this world with you, knowing what it’s cost you.” He nodded, a flicker of resignation in his gaze. “Take whatever time you need. Just know that I’ll be here, waiting.” She turned, her heart aching as she walked away, feeling as if she was leaving a piece of herself behind. As she closed the door behind her, she fought back tears, wondering if she’d just made the biggest mistake of her life—or the only choice that could save her. The next few days felt like a blur. Sasha threw herself into work, trying to focus on anything but Dominic. But every moment, every second of silence reminded her of the empty space he’d left in her heart. She wanted to believe that time and distance would bring clarity, but instead, it only made her miss him more. One evening, while lost in her thoughts, her phone rang. It was an unknown number. Her heart raced as she picked up, half-hoping it was Dominic, but a familiar voice cut through the silence. “It’s Luca. I thought you might want to hear the real story.” Her grip tightened on the phone. “What do you want?” “Just a chance to tell you the truth about Dominic. The things he’s kept hidden, the choices he’s made. If you want answers, meet me at the old dockyard tomorrow night.” She hesitated, feeling the pull of curiosity and fear. “Why should I believe anything you say?” Luca chuckled. “Because you’re already doubting him, aren’t you? This is just a chance to confirm what you already suspect.” The line went dead, and Sasha sat there, torn. She knew that meeting Luca could be dangerous, but if he truly held answers, could she ignore him? The next night, Sasha found herself standing in the shadows of the old dockyard, her heart pounding as she scanned the area. The air was thick with tension, and every sound seemed to echo in the silence. She didn’t have to wait long; Luca emerged from the shadows, a smirk on his face. “You came,” he said, his tone dripping with satisfaction. “Just tell me what you know,” she replied, trying to keep her voice steady. Luca’s gaze hardened, his smirk fading. “Dominic’s father didn’t leave because of his own failures. He was pushed out—by Dominic himself. Your precious billionaire made sure his father had no choice but to abandon the empire.” Her stomach twisted as she processed his words. “You’re lying.” “Believe what you want,” he replied coolly. “But Dominic has always been ambitious, ruthless. He’ll stop at nothing to keep his empire. You’re just another pawn in his game.” Sasha’s mind reeled as Luca’s words echoed in her ears. Could it be true? Had Dominic truly betrayed his own father, sacrificed his own blood for power? She wanted to deny it, but the seeds of doubt had already been planted, and now they were growing into something she couldn’t ignore. “I don’t believe you,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper. Luca’s smile was cruel, victorious. “You already do, Sasha. That’s why you’re here.” He turned and walked away, leaving her standing alone in the shadows, her heart pounding with fear and uncertainty. She wanted to run back to Dominic, to demand answers, but a part of her feared what she might discover. What if everything Luca had said was true? Could she still love a man who’d sacrificed his family for power? As she walked back to her apartment, her mind was a whirlwind of conflicting emotions. She had thought she knew Dominic, thought she understood the darkness that haunted him. But now, she wasn’t sure if she knew him at all. When she finally reached her apartment, Sasha felt exhausted, her emotions raw. She sank onto her bed, replaying the events of the past few days over and over. The love she felt for Dominic was undeniable, but so were the doubts that had taken root in her heart. Just as she was drifting into an uneasy sleep, her phone buzzed with a message. “I know you’re hurting, Sasha. I know things are complicated. But I need you to trust me. Meet me tomorrow, and I’ll explain everything.” It was Dominic. Her heart clenched at the sight of his name, the pull of her love for him battling with the doubts Luca had planted. She took a deep breath, her fingers hovering over the screen as she considered her response. Finally, she typed back, “I’ll be there.” She lay back, staring up at the ceiling, knowing that tomorrow could bring either the answers she desperately needed or a truth she wasn’t ready to face. Either way, she knew that her life with Dominic would never be the same.Sasha arrived at the upscale, dimly lit bar where Dominic had asked her to meet him. She wrapped her arms around herself as she stood by the entrance, her pulse racing with anticipation and dread. Her thoughts were a maze of questions, doubts, and lingering love, each one cutting deeper as she waited. Dominic had asked her to come so he could “explain everything.” But after everything she’d heard, she wasn’t sure what “everything” even entailed anymore.Just as she was about to turn and leave, unsure if she was ready to face him, Dominic stepped out of the shadows. His gaze met hers, intense and unwavering, and for a moment, she forgot to breathe. He was magnetic, his presence a force that pulled her in, despite everything that had happened.“Sasha,” he said softly, his voice laced with a mix of relief and tension.She nodded, swallowing the lump in her throat as she tried to steady herself. “Dominic.”They walked in silence to a private booth, the weight of unspoken words filling the
The hours leading up to her meeting with Luca were the longest of Sasha’s life. She tried to keep herself busy, but nothing could quiet the storm of thoughts and emotions swirling in her mind. She missed Dominic, his touch, his warmth, the way he could make her feel secure even when her world was in chaos. But now, with Luca’s words echoing in her head, every memory of Dominic was tinged with doubt and betrayal.By nightfall, Sasha had changed three times, unable to decide what felt right. She finally settled on a black trench coat over dark jeans and a sweater, hoping the nondescript outfit would blend into the shadows of the city. Luca had chosen a secluded spot, a rundown warehouse by the docks, and as she stepped out of her car, she felt an eerie chill in the air. The silence of the deserted area, the faint sound of water lapping against the dock—it all felt like the setting for a scene she wasn’t sure she wanted to play.“Sasha.” Luca’s voice cut through the darkness as he emerge
The air was thick with tension as Sasha and Dominic sat across from each other in the penthouse, their earlier embrace fading into a distant memory. She held his hand, but the warmth was marred by the storm raging in her heart. Dominic’s promise to leave his world behind meant everything, yet the looming reality of his past felt like a weight neither of them could shake.“You understand what this means, Dominic?” Sasha whispered, her eyes searching his. “Walking away… it’s not just leaving. It’s making enemies.”Dominic’s jaw tightened, his hand instinctively curling around hers. “I know. But I’ll do whatever it takes to keep you safe. They can take the empire, the money—I don’t care about that if it means losing you.”The intensity in his gaze was fierce, almost desperate, as if he was holding onto her like a lifeline. And for the first time, she realized just how deeply Dominic had buried himself in this life he was now vowing to abandon. A twinge of fear echoed through her, but she
Sasha’s pulse hammered as she took in the scene, her hand still tightly entwined with Dominic’s. Luca stood in front of them, the gleaming muzzle of his gun pointed unwaveringly in their direction. His smile was a chilling contrast to the tension thickening the air around them, his gaze fixed on Dominic with a lethal calmness.“Well, Dominic,” Luca said, his voice echoing through the empty warehouse district. “I warned you. Running was never going to be an option.”Dominic shifted, angling his body to shield Sasha, his voice steady as he replied, “I’m done with this, Luca. You can have everything—money, connections. Just leave us out of it.”Luca laughed, his tone mocking. “It’s not about the money, Dominic. You know that. This is about loyalty. Respect. And you of all people should know that betrayal is something I don’t forgive.”Sasha felt the grip on her hand tighten, and she could feel the tension radiating through Dominic’s body. She knew he was running through every possible op
Sasha Lane sat in the dimly lit bar, the kind of place where shadows were thicker than the air, nursing a drink she hadn’t touched in an hour. The amber liquid swirled in her glass, but her mind wasn’t on the whiskey. It was on the man sitting across from her. Dominic Knight—billionaire, CEO, and rumored mafia kingpin. He had the kind of face that could make women weak, all sharp angles and dark, dangerous eyes. But Sasha was different. She wasn’t here for pleasure. She was here because she had no choice.“You understand the terms, Ms. Lane?” His voice was low, like velvet, but there was something dangerous lurking underneath it. The kind of danger that made a chill run down her spine.Sasha met his gaze, refusing to be intimidated. “I understand you’re blackmailing me into marriage.”Dominic’s lips curved into a smirk. “Blackmail is such an ugly word. Think of it as… an arrangement. You marry me, your brother’s debts disappear. Simple.”Simple. As if anything about this man was simpl
Sasha Lane hadn’t always been this tough. There was a time when she believed in happy endings and good guys, but that was before life knocked her down and made sure she stayed there.She grew up in the rough parts of the city, in a cramped apartment that smelled of cigarettes and desperation. Her father walked out before she could remember his face, leaving her mother alone with two children and a mountain of bills. Jason was her baby brother, just four years younger, but it always felt like she was raising him. Her mother, worn out by life, numbed herself with alcohol, drifting further away until one night, she simply didn’t wake up.Sasha was seventeen when she found her mother’s cold body in their dingy apartment. From that day on, it was just her and Jason against the world. She worked three jobs, pushed herself through law school, and scraped together everything she had to give him a better life than the one they had growing up. But the world has a funny way of destroying your be
The day of the wedding came too quickly, as if time itself conspired to rush Sasha toward her fate. She stood in front of the mirror, adjusting the delicate lace of her dress. It clung to her body like a second skin, emphasizing every curve she would rather hide. Her dark hair was swept back into an elegant updo, and the makeup, done by an artist Dominic had hired, made her look more like a stranger than herself. Everything about this day felt wrong, like she was playing a part in someone else’s life. But this was her reality now—a contract bride to Dominic Knight.Her hands trembled as she smoothed the fabric of her dress, the weight of the situation crushing down on her. Every fiber of her being screamed for her to run, to get out before it was too late, but there was nowhere to go. Dominic owned everything—her brother’s freedom, her future, and now, her.A sharp knock echoed through the suite, pulling her from her thoughts. Sasha’s heart skipped a beat. Was it time already?The doo
Sasha stood frozen in place as Dominic’s hands slid down her arms, his touch claiming her, making it clear that she was his possession now. Every instinct inside her screamed to pull away, to run, but there was nowhere to go. She had made her choice, and there was no turning back.Dominic’s breath was hot against her neck, his lips brushing the sensitive skin just below her ear. She shuddered, not from desire, but from the overwhelming sense of being trapped. He was dangerous, a predator circling its prey, and now she was bound to him by more than just a piece of paper.He turned her around slowly, his fingers firm on her waist. The intensity in his dark eyes locked her in place as he examined her, as if he was sizing up his new prize. His expression softened for a moment, but it wasn’t kindness she saw—it was control, power.“You’re scared,” he murmured, his voice low and gravelly, a smirk tugging at his lips. “Good.”Sasha’s breath hitched. She opened her mouth to respond, but the w