In the sultry shadows of Los Angeles, where power cuts like a knife and secrets shine like jewels, Valentine Hearts captivates the elite with her haunting songs. She is a mesmerizing beauty, enchanting everyone at the Diamond Club, drawing them into her magical world. Among her admirers is Don Arnulfo Vegas, a mafia billionaire with control over all of Los Angeles. His icy stare hides deep secrets, and he is irresistibly drawn to Valentine. Their first meeting sizzles with tension when he sends her a single red rose—beautiful but filled with danger. Valentine knows his playboy reputation and feels the weight of his growing obsession. In a desperate act, Arnulfo kidnaps her, wanting to claim her heart and soul. Their love blooms in secret places, a fresh breath in a smoky world. He shares his struggles, and she reveals her dreams. He is a storm, while she is the calm he desperately needs. Together, they dance on the edge of danger, a fragile light in darkness. But dark clouds gather. Arnulfo’s past is filled with betrayal, and Victoria Giupere, his fierce partner’s daughter, is determined to win him back. Ruthless and cunning, she represents everything Valentine fears. Will Valentine’s love conquer the chaos, or will Victoria’s ambition drive a wedge between them? Can their bond break through his cold heart, or are they doomed to heartbreak in this dangerous game of desire?
View More"Valentine," he said through gritted teeth, "you gotta jump. Now!""What about you Arnulfo?" she yelled back, her voice filled with fear and a touch of desperation."I will come with you!" he yelled at her, his voice unwilling to take no for an answer. "You must trust me!"A round of shots shook the cabin once again and this time a section of the wall broke open. Splinters filled the air as Valentine jumped back, wrapping the life jacket tightly over her chest."Go!" Arnulfo bellowed, shoving her toward the door.With shaking legs, Valentine ran to the edge of the cabin where the beach met the dark waters. The cold waves lapped at the sand, seeming both inviting and foreboding. She hesitated for just a moment, the weight of her decision pressing down on her. The sounds of approaching danger grew louder, creeping into her thoughts like a dark shadow. In a split second, instinct took over. She pulled on the life jacket and plunged into the icy waters below.Behind her, Arnulfo fired a f
"You don't understand," Arnulfo said, his tone clipped. "Victoria isn't just angry—she's dangerous. She'll destroy anything and anyone she sees as a threat. If she gets her hands on you—""Then perhaps you should have let me be the first time," Valentine cut in, her voice rising. "You go on and on about protecting me, but I just see some man trying to dominate me, just like her!"Arnulfo's face grew dark, his features unreadable as he strode across the deck to stand before her. He stood so close to her that his presence knocked at her heartbeat."I don't want you to try to comprehend my decisions," he said, in a low tone. "Every step I've taken has been to ensure you are breathing."Valentine's fierce resistance gave in for a fraction of a moment under the strain of his words. She detested the way his nearness shook her, detested how he seemed to look through her."And what about you?" she whispered, her voice almost lost. "What's stopping her from coming after you? You said it yourse
"Gunfire?" she whispered, speaking nearly over the distant chaos.Arnulfo's stance shifted in an instant. He stood tall, his hand automatically reaching for the holster at his side, even though they were miles from the fray. He gritted his jaw, scanning the horizon behind them."Damn it," he muttered under his breath."What's going on Arnulfo?" Valentine demanded, her fear cutting through her earlier defiance."Victoria's people," he said, his voice grim. "They located the safe house. They're sweeping the area. Looking for you."Her stomach churned at the realization. "What if they… What if they find someone else? Innocent people—"They won't," Arnulfo interrupted her, his voice cutting short. "That's not how they operate. They're not interested in collateral damage. They're after you, Valentine. And they'll set the whole island on fire if they believe you are still there."The thought had a shiver run down her spine. She looked back at the island, which was now just a tiny speck agai
"Where are we going?" she said, shattering the sudden silence.Arnulfo didn't look at her as he replied. "Somewhere they can't find you.""And where might that be?""You'll see."Valentine clenched her jaw, frustration bubbling up inside her at his cryptic answer. She despised feeling like a pawn in his game, caught in a situation she couldn’t control. Deep down, she knew she had little choice but to play along for now.The night air was cooling balm as it touched her; with it came the salt and pine scent. The island was eerily quiet and all one could hear was the far-off waves crashing on the shore. Arnulfo led her to a boat, waiting in shadows so dim that its sleek design barely materialized."Get in," he said, pointing toward the vessel.She hesitated, her instincts screaming at her to run, but where could she go?She has no one but herself. This island was remote and in all probability, Victoria's men were closing in fast.With a heavy heart, she boarded the boat, her heart beating
He got up from the bed, his presence still choking her even though she had physical space. He took one last lingering look at her and turned to leave the room, his footsteps echoing down the hall. Valentine lay there, shivering with a mix of anger, fear, and confusion. Her wrists throbbed from where he had held her; it was her pride, however, that hurt the most.She would never give in to him. Never.No matter how much her body might betray her, her spirit would be unbroken.Arnulfo paces the room, his cell phone wedged into his ear. The sharp tone of his second-in-command, Marco, came through loud and clear, each word tightening the coil of tension in his chest."Boss, it's Victoria," Marco said, his voice heavy with urgency. "She knows about Valentine. She's furious—and she's issued orders to find her. The Giupere gang is already mobilizing." Arnulfo's jaw clenched, and his free hand balled into a fist at his side. What he had fought hard to prevent-precisely that, was happening.H
The room was drenched in the silvery glow of moonlight, and its light spilled over the walls and furniture. Valentine sat at the edge of the bed, her heart heavy with fear and curiosity. Arnulfo's deep, even breaths filled the silence, reminding her constantly of his presence.She moved carefully, bare feet silent on the cool floor, making her way to him. Her pulse leapt with each step but steeled herself in resolution. She needed him to be asleep.Drawing closer, she froze, her breath catching in her throat. Even in sleep, there was something magnetic about Arnulfo, a kind of robust strength and raw masculinity in his face. The faint scent of his aftershave floated in the air, clean and woodsy, curling around her senses like some forbidden temptation.Valentine hesitated, her eyes tracing the sharp line of his jaw, the way his dark lashes fanned against his cheekbones, and the subtle curve of his lips, which, for once weren't pressed into their usual hard line.She came an inch close
Arnulfo didn't blink as he chewed. Every bite, deliberate, was a display of control, and Valentine's skin itched to crawl under the table. Tension between them hung in the air like an impending storm, and she kept her head down, pushing food around on her plate. Eating felt impossible under his weight."Enjoy your dinner," Arnulfo said, his voice unnervingly nonchalant as he put down his fork and sat back, tucking in beside her. The space between them was nonexistent, the oppression of his closeness palpable. His tone was calm, but there was a commanding quality that made her feel like she was just a piece to be moved around on some game board he was mastering. She didn’t respond; she just watched him closely, her grip on the fork tightening as if it were her only lifeline in this tense moment.Then, after a long silence, he spoke again."After dinner, I’ve prepared new clothes for you. Comfortable ones," he said, as if his gesture was one of kindness. "Toiletries are available, too, i
Valentine put down the fork, her appetite dulled by the simmering anger and determination growing within her. The food had given her strength—not just physically, but mentally. She couldn't stay here, couldn't let Arnulfo's grip tighten any further. Her eyes darted to the door. The villa was silent, and the air seemed still, as if the world held its breath. She didn't know how far the sea stretched or if there was anybody out there to help, but she couldn't stay trapped. I have to try. Bare feet made no noise on cool tiles as she slowly got up from the table. She saw the door and went closer, her heart pounding louder with each step. The doorknob was only a foot away when a silhouette emerged behind her. Before she could even react, Arnulfo's hand clamped around her wrist like an iron shackle, spinning her around to face him. His eyes blazed with fury, his jaw tight as his grip on her wrist sent a jolt of pain shooting up her arm. "I warned you," he growled, his voice low and menaci
The sun blazed in the sky, its golden rays streaming through the open balcony doors, warming the room, despite Valentine's sullen rage. Her stomach growled loudly, an unwelcome reminder of her hunger and helplessness. She bit her lip, trying to push aside the gnawing feeling, but it was impossible to ignore. And sizzling spices and seared meat wafted into the room, such tempting aromas that her mouth began watering.Her head turned instinctively toward the delicious smell, through the slats of the door, she saw Arnulfo standing in the open kitchen. He was shirtless, his broad, muscular back glistening faintly with the sheen of the midday heat. The curve of his shoulders and the ridges of his six-pack muscles were impossible to ignore, and for a fleeting moment, Valentine felt an unwilling twinge of admiration.Ruggedly handsome, she admitted to herself begrudgingly. Too bad he’s a monster.She ripped her eyes away, feeling shame wash over her for noticing him. Instead, she focused on
The air in the Diamond Club crackled with energy, thick with cigar smoke that curled beneath sparkling chandeliers, shining like stolen stars. The atmosphere pulsed with unspoken power—politicians murmured over glasses of whiskey, tycoons sealed deals with sly nods, and in the shadows, agreements were made in blood. This was no place for the timid; it was a kingdom for those who ruled the city’s dark underbelly.And tonight, the spotlight blazed down on the stage.Valentine Hearts stood there, enchanting in a midnight blue silk dress that clung to her like a second skin. Her dark hair flowed over her bare shoulders, and her lips-red as blood-curled into an enigmatic smile as she began to sing.Her voice was low and sensual, washing over the assembly like a wave. All questions were stilled; one could not hear anything: it was not merely that she was performing; there was a confession here-the haunting tale of desire, of desolation. The audience sat captive, as if they too had known the
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