ISADORA POVI stumbled to my feet and staggered toward Luca, grabbing his arm. I didn’t care if his expression brought grown men to their knees or if he was one of the most feared men in the States, only rivaled in his cruelty by the monsters in Vegas. Luca wouldn’t kill his pregnant cousin, but he might kill the father of an unborn child. “He was broken up over Josephine, out of his mind from pain and anger. He didn’t know what he was doing.”Luca’s expression didn’t change. Maybe my words only made things worse? If Luca thought Jude acted on impulse, spurred on by his emotions, he might remove him even faster.Bile traveled up my throat. “Andrea might have been a rat anyway. I don’t know.”Luca pulled his arm out of my grip. “I’ll talk to Jude, and he’ll explain everything to me.”I stared up at him. “You won’t kill the father of my unborn baby.” It was meant as a question, but somehow it came out as a threat, and for a moment I wanted to laugh at the insanity of the situation.“A m
JUDE POV“I expect you to tell me when there’s a traitor in the family.” “Andrea was a rat.”“Was he? Or was he just the man who fucked your wife?”With anyone but Luca, I might have attacked. I stifled my fury. “He was both. The Vice President of the chapter of the Tartarus MC in Philadelphia that I dismembered told me they had a contact, and the description fit Andrea.”“Did you press a confession out of him?”“It’s what I should have done,” I admitted. I held Luca’s gaze. “When I came home after attacking the clubhouse, I found my naked, heavily pregnant wife riding my brother-in-law—her half-brother—under my roof with my little son downstairs, thinking they were playing some game. When I confronted Andrea, he bragged to me about fucking my wife from the first day of our marriage and that my children weren’t mine. I beat him to death with my bare fists, broke every fucking bone in his body, smashed in his cheating face until his eyes popped out, and I would do it again.”Luca nodd
JUDE POVI was angry at his disregard for my wishes and absolutely livid that he wanted the truth out so badly that he told someone like Felix. Both wanted to see their unborn grandson as an underboss. That was all it took to turn men who hardly tolerated each other into allies.I didn’t want to imagine what it would have done to Daniele and Simona if they’d found out. Our circles wouldn’t have looked kindly upon them. The result of cheating and incest. No matter how brutally I would have reacted to people’s gossiping, I doubt I could have convinced my men to accept Daniele as their boss one day.I wasn’t sure if I wanted to face Father again. He’d risked Daniele’s and Simona’s future. That wasn’t something I could forgive. Luca must have called him today because Father had tried to reach me, but I turned my phone to silent mode. I didn’t want to talk to him.As if my thoughts had conjured it, my phone flashed, but it was Mia. The fact that she was awake at this time of the night was
JUDE POVI wrapped an arm around Isadora, steadying her. I was so nervous; for once in my life, my hands weren’t steady. After helping Isadora get dressed, calling Elia, and telling Daniele to take care of Simona, I drove us to the hospital, all the while whispering words of comfort. I wasn’t even sure what exactly I said; I barely noticed the street ahead of us, but I got us there safely.I’d never been present during a birth. Josephine hadn’t allowed me to witness this moment of a baby being born. I hadn’t insisted because I wanted her and our baby to be safe during labor. I didn’t want her arguing with me.This time was different. In every regard, Isadora wanted me by her side and needed me. I held her hand through every new wave of pain, felt her body convulse under the force of it, and marveled at her strength and her ability to gift me with her beautiful smile whenever she got a respite. Seeing her in agony was the worst thing I could imagine, but I was grateful that she allowed
JUDE POVIn the past, I’d visited my family’s beach house to find inner peace and remind myself of the beauty in life. I’d gotten up early to stand on the porch and watch the ocean roll over the white beach, to listen to the calming whooshing of the water without being disturbed. I often brought work with me.Today, I slept in. Something Isadora had taught me. It was already past nine when I stepped onto the porch. Isadora and the kids were already up. Laughter drifted up to me from the beach, not the quiet of the past. I didn’t miss it. I hadn’t come here to find inner peace or see something beautiful. Inner peace had found me when Isadora stepped into my life. I didn’t have to drive hundreds of miles to seek a beach house for that. Now I only had to come home to my wife. Too beautiful for words—inside and out.I closed my eyes, tilting my head up to the early morning sun, letting it warm my upper body and face. Many aspects of my life remained dark spots of brutality, but my home ha
FLASH BACKSome questions leave us with more questions.“It's not what you think, Isadora ” he said, sounding like he knew exactly what I thought.I guess they all say the same thing.That evening, Lucy had come to me, wearing a sad look. From the moment she stood before me, I could tell whatever made her look that way had to do with me.“What troubles you, Lucy?,” I asked her.“I swear, I didn't wanna take it, but Puertelas threatened me. She said that was the only way I would remain in the job. I didn't wanna take it, Isadora ,” she said again, feeling really sorry for me.How I hate to be made to look like one in need of some help.“I know, my friend,” I said to her, pretending to have taken it under my chin. “Whatever happened has got nothing to do with you. I know you will never betray me.”“I swear, someone paid her to remove you as Dani's maid.”“I know who did,” I said.“Really?,” she asked, surprised.I just nodded.She looked at me for a moment, as if she meant to get whatev
JUDE POV The painting was a lie.A bright, pretty lie, bursting with pale pink blooms and fat beams of sunshine.I’d begun it yesterday, an idle study of the rose garden lurking beyond the open windows of the studio. Through the tangle of thorns and satiny leaves, the brighter green of the hills rolled away into the distance.Incessant, unrelenting spring.If I’d painted this glimpse into the court the way my gut had urged me, it would have been flesh-shredding thorns, flowers that choked off the sunlight for any plants smaller than them, and rolling hills stained red.But each brushstroke on the wide canvas was calculated; each dab and swirl of blending colors meant to portray not just idyllic spring, but a sunny disposition as well. Not too happy, but gladly, finally healing from horrors I carefully divulged.I supposed that in the past weeks, I had crafted my demeanor as intricately as one of these paintings. I supposed that if I had also chosen to show myself as I truly wished, I
ISADORA POVSometimes, the truth is not the truth.Maybe we should pay more attention to the lies that the truth veils.You cannot blame me for being too quick to fall for him. He came as a saint and spoke all the right words, making the woman's English look massively out of sync with the things he said. He made me think there was no other like him, no other like me; I basked in the lie that I was the only one with the female organ that deserved the honor of his bed.He was perfect on paper, but he was lying to my face.“You make my world go round; you make beauty look so underrated.” He would thrill me with the words.Well, I guess I underrated his ability to see beyond me.He was no different from the others who had come to me, saying the words.I can't even pour out my anger as I would love to, but even that will change nothing.It was very embarrassing the way she asked me to leave while I stood with Dani at the party. “You should go fill the empty glasses,” she had said. She spoke with s
ANONYMOUS POVEver since I found out I was pregnant, he has been nicer and more considerate towards me. He took note of my feelings and tried not to upset me or make me feel sad. His recent changes made me happy. I was beginning to feel like I truly belonged.I felt like a true married woman, the kind that was loved by her husband. We were in the kitchen, and he was making me breakfast; he had not gone to work today.He placed the glass of orange juice on the table before me, then he returned to the eggs he was scrambling in the pan. Soon, he had my bacon and eggs placed before me, and I dug in. “This is nice. Thank you.”He nodded, saying nothing. I watched him as I ate my breakfast. “You did not reply to me, Jaxon.”Immediately, I saw anger coat his expression. He was trying not to show it, but I saw it. My appetite was reduced; was I wrong? Did he not love me as I’d thought? Or was it because of the babies? “What else do you want?” He inquired, taking a sip of his own coffee.“I
ISADORA POV One more heartbreak!Mrs Veronica had suggested that I visit the hospital to undergo a couple of tests. She recommended Rosemary hospital.“I hear they offer very good services, especially to people in your condition,” she said, speaking highly of them.I wonder what is peaceful about the mark they bear.Since it wasn't too far from my house, I decided to put myself through the exercise of walking the distance. I got there just before it started raining, as I waited to be attended to.“Wait over there, ma'am,” one of the nurses said to me. “Doctor Louis will be with you shortly,” she added, her face beaming with a smile.I sat quietly in the sterile hospital room, my heart pounding in my chest as I awaited the doctor's examination. I had made the decision to face the truth, to find out about the identity of my child.My child? Well, I had not yet decided if I was keeping the pregnancy or not.The weight of uncertainty had been crushing me since I sat down on the s
"I have an announcement to make.”I knew a long time ago that the grave was soon going to be my resting place. The pack's physicians had tried their best, not just to heal me, but to conceal the truth from me.They must have forgotten that I was still alpha, and that I could read their minds.Unknown to them that I had woken up from the sleep induced drugs they had administered on me, I overheard their conversations…“I am really worried,” the first one said.“Why?,” the others asked, their voices barely above a whisper.“Isn't it obvious that's our Lord is dying?,” he continued. “We have tried everything we know, but nothing is working. I am really beginning to get scared.”“What do we do?,” one of them asked, his voice subdued.“I have no fucking idea, but we cannot tell him yet. We need to hold on, maybe, hope for some miracle.”And so, they decided to keep it away from me, while pretending to offer me hope that I was recuperating as they expected.“It's just a matter of time, my l
ISADORA POVEven in ‘light,’ darkness will always give us a clue to the answers we seek.The early morning rain poured relentlessly, as dark storm clouds covered the sky like a heavy woolen blanket. Each raindrop seemed to carry a weight of sadness, adding to the gloomy atmosphere that lingered over the pack's camp. It was in the midst of this downpour that my life took a devastating turn…For the third time, you can say.Lucy had woken up before me that day.“You've got to be ready before Puertelas walks in,” she said to me.That was her way of reminding me of how much Puertelas frowned at being late for our usual early morning routines, something I was still trying to get accustomed to. She had proven very hard to please, for despite the fact that I was still trying to find my feet around the pack, she already had placed so much expectations on me, demanding from me the same performance as with the others who had been veterans there even before I came.Quicky, I dragged my tired leg
ISADORA POVJust when you think you have seen the worst, the restart button clicks.Holy smokes!I gripped the edges of my tattered shirt, my heart pounding heavily in my chest. I stood alone, surrounded by vast emptiness, as I stared at the remnants of what remained of my past. After losing my parents and brother in that brutal attack, I had found myself stranded with no place to go.The authorities were tirelessly pursuing the trail of their killers.“We are sorry about your loss, Isadora ,” was all they kept saying to me.I didn't want to be pitied, I just wanted those bloody motherfuckers found; I wanted them to look me in the eyes and tell me why they had chosen to take the lives of those who knew nothing but goodness; I wanted them to tell me why they had chosen to torment me for the rest of my life.Nikita and her parents had coming running to me that night once they heard the news.“Oh, Isadora !,” her mother said to me, wrapping me in her warmth.“I'm sorry,” my friend said t
ISADORA POVWhen was the last time the past made sense to you? Or it holds no sweet memories just like mine?.I am not good with memories, but I definitely cannot forget the one that has completely changed the course of my life forever.That night will remain as cold blooded as anything I will ever know. It still sends cold waves to my entire body.That night, I sat in my old, worn-out armchair, deep in thought. The dimly lit room echoed with silence, as I cast my mind back on the events that had molded my life…Not for good.Once, there was a time when my family was whole and complete, a loving unit bound by unbreakable bonds. It was impossible not to feel the warmth of my mother's embrace, the sound of my father's laughter, and the mischievous adventures shared with my only brother, Jadon. We were inseparable, a family filled with endless joy and happiness. I used to wonder if Jadon and I were actually siblings, because we behaved like two lovebirds who would rather prefer death tha
ISADORA POVA good friend is more expensive than the most expensive thing you can think of.Don't underestimate what heartbreak can do. Sometimes, we think we can quite easily get over it and get going with our lives, but it's way more difficult than the eyes meet.In fact, I would say no one person is ever fully ready to navigate through the impact of a heartbreak.I sat on the floor of my dimly lit room, my senses dulled by the alcohol coursing through my veins. The room was suffocating with the weight of my grief, the loss of Ruby consuming my every thought. Days had passed since her departure, and I had chosen to retreat from the world, shutting myself away from any form of solace. Not even Mara, with whom I was well pleased, could sway me to see what the outside world looked like.“You're not just hurting yourself; you're hurting everyone who cares about you. Alecia has become a shadow of herself since you wouldn't say a word to her. You're breaking her to shreds, Dani!” she woul
JUDE POVPassion consumes, then it destroys… Those who are destroyed have no fucking idea until it becomes too late…Everytime I look at Vikky , contrasting thoughts flood my mind at will. First, I see in him a young man who is resolute, someone who will go all out to get whatever he wants. He doesn't give a fuck what the consequences are for he believes that his will is far more stronger than any obstacle he would face.“Nothing is impossible until I have given my sweat an blood for it,” he often says with an air of authority, say.I would have had no issue with him if his unwavering resolve was for a good cause, but rather, my son, the one who should take my place as alpha when I'm no more, has chosen the wrong fight.I worry greatly for him.He has chosen to be trapped inside the hole of a maid, any ordinary maid!What the fuck!Last night, he had not showed up for dinner. That was unlike him. I had waited for him, hoping that he would show up eventually, but he never did.“Where i
ISADORA POVSurely, everyone shall have a bite of fate’s sledgehammer…No matter how much I called her name wishfully, how fast I ran, how much I called her name, one reality had refused to sink in…Isadora , my friend, was gone…It will surely take me a long time to finally accept and live with this reality.As I walked back to the room, I reminisced on her last words to me…“If fate gives us another chance, we shall meet again.”I hope fate deals kindly with me next time.Puertelas was standing outside by the time I got back to my room. She looked as confused as I was.“What was that for? What just happened, Ella ?,” she hit me with the questions as soon as I got to her.Without saying a word to her, I walked inside, my mind too scattered to even say a word. I picked up the letter she had asked to give to Vikky and walked outside, leaving Puertelas looking like she had just seen a ghost.I managed to drag my feet back to Vikky , my face still gloomy. He could tell immediately that s