AMELIA POV There's something different in the air. I can feel it in my bones. I know it has everything to do with Arcangelo. They have a suspicion where I might live now. I know they will come looking, even if it's just to get revenge on me for what I did to them four years ago. I knew playing with the Morettis would get me burned, yet I still did it. Brandon, my coworker at the clinic I've been working at over the summer, nudges me with his elbow with a smile. "You okay? You've been distracted the whole week." It took only one encounter with a Moretti to ruffle my feathers. My blood is still boiling from that hug from Arcangelo. So many things have happened since I met them. I didn't even know know them for that long, but it felt like my world stopped all over again when I saw him walking up on that stage. He looked like a bad boy with his tattooed covered skin and his hair in a bun with those damn eyes looking like they could see right through your soul. And
ALONSO POV A game is not just a game on game day. No, the game starts long before your cleats touch the grass. You practice with your team for hours, you run drills, you have to learn the playbook and know it better than anything you've ever studied. You work out by yourself to be in the best physical condition possible. So when you step out on that football field on a Sunday night, the actual game is the result of years, months, days, minutes, and seconds worth of blood and tears. And that is exactly why my brothers don't know that I'm in Washington D.C. getting ready for a charity ball, wearing a designer tuxedo that was made specifically for me. If the Astors are truly Juliet's parents, I have to woo them first and maybe throw in a lot of money for their mission children's charity. That is another clue that our suspicions are correct regarding Juliet's true heritage. The Astors have a big charity that actually helps families around the country when their children go m
AMELIA POV The attention I'm receiving is overwhelming. People I don't even know are crying along with my parents. There's an electricity running up and down my spine as I look at the crowd who is standing and clapping for us. When the publicist said it's time I was introduced to the public, and that the gala dinner would be the perfect place, I certainly didn't expect this response. My picture will be all over the media in the morning, and I will no longer be a nobody. Back when Mai was killed, my father pulled some strings, and I was kept anonymous, but now everyone will know everything about me. Poor Brandon is probably regretting ever coming here, but he waits at the bottom of the stairs for me like a true gentleman as my father rounds up his speech. "Are you okay?" He asks me in concern. I just nod. Brandon is perfect. He's the kind of guy I should be interested in. He's calm and steady, and he would make a great life partner to any girl, I think. Even my f
ALONSO POV "Amelia." The name rolls off my tongue like it belongs there. She can change her name. It doesn't mean I wouldn't still want her. My gaze holds hers captive as we gently sway to the music like we're the only people there. I must have forgotten how beautiful she is up close because my heart aches as I look down at her. Her body has changed, and I want to explore it with my tongue. She has a softness to her now that she didn't have before. She has definitely lost some of her athleticism, but I like this new version of her. Her hips are rounder, and her breasts are definitely one cup bigger. She's a woman now, and the man in me is desperate to touch her the way that I want to. "I have so many questions." My eyes rake over every inch of her that I can without looking like a creep. Her hair is a golden halo under the ballroom lights. "Where have you been all these years? I've been looking for you." Those blue eyes I have been dreaming of every single nigh
AMELIA POV There's an unusual, awkward silence around the breakfast table that has never happened since I met my parents. My mother and father keep on exchanging glances, and if it was another day, I would just have asked them what's up, but Brandon is also at the table. The poor guy was so sweet last night when I emerged from the bathroom. He asked me numerously if I was okay, but never once did he ask me about Alonso. That asshole. He really left me with a quivering pussy and flushed cheeks. Everyone saw us dancing together and him running after me. The rumor mill is probably already running rampant in the whole of Washington. It doesn't help that Alonso is so fucking famous either. As if college wasn't enough for girls throwing themselves at him, the pros have probably been even worse. And yes, I've followed his career over the years. I just couldn't help myself. A part of me also just really wanted him to succeed because he worked so hard for it. "So, Brandon." N
ALESSI POV Alonso is successful because he goes into things head first. If he has a problem, he addresses it quickly. If he wants to achieve something, he immediately works for it. It suits him. It works for him. Arc believes in fate and all that bullshit. He believes things will work out the way they're supposed to, that whatever happens, were supposed to happen. I do things a little differently. I like to assess each and every circumstance. I like to lie in wait and analyze situations until I'm sure. Research plays a big part in how I do things. The one thing us three do have in common, though, is not one of us likes to lose. And we're all taking this little competition we have going on very seriously. I'm probably the brother Juliet likes the least, but I don't intend on losing. I've felt that pussy only once, and if I get to fuck her every single day of my life, I would be a happy man. Even if she despises me. And we do have something in common she doesn't have
AMELIA POV Goosebumps break out over my skin as I look up into the stormy mix of green and brown eyes. There's something exhilarating about being ensnared in Alessi Moretti's embrace. Something I don't experience with the other two. "It seems like you and your brothers have something about bathrooms." My voice comes out as cool as a cucumber, the total opposite of what I'm feeling. "You're following me." "I am." He admits just as calm, as if there's nothing wrong with doing it. "I could get you arrested." My body is a traitor to these men. His hand moves up to squeeze my ass, and it's been so long since I've been touched this way that I lean into him, asking for it. "You could." His voice drops even lower as his fingers slip underneath my lace panties to teasingly trace the slit in between my ass cheeks. Why can't I simply say no to these men? Why can't I push them away and go on with my life? I should be fucking mad at Alessi. He was the one associated with Bai
AMELIA POV Brandon smiles sadly down at me. He's a good person, and he's handsome too. He's just not my guy, and he will make someone else a very happy man one day. Me? I'm jaded and spoilt. And I have no business going into a relationship I'm not ready for. Or one that I don't even want. "So, this is goodbye then?" He sighs deeply like he's lost something important, but we never even began. He should've done the smart thing and stayed far away from me. "Well, of you ever find yourself this side of the pond again, give me a shout." I smile at him and hug him quickly like a friend would. "Now, don't go breaking any hearts in London." He gives me his signature wink. "I'm not making any promises." I watch the good guy walk away to go to the country I won't be returning to, a country that provided me anonymity and a chance to escape. If I knew what was good for me, I would have been leaving with him, go on that date with him, and put the past behind me. Instead, I'm w
ALESSI POV In my life, I have never seen something more perfect than my twin daughters. Love like I've never experienced before took a hold of me when these two tiny little girls were born. I've always been my brothers' keeper, the one with the solid head on his shoulders. I think those titles were just preparing me for this role. A father. "Are they supposed to be that small?" Alonso peers through the glass of the incubator. "Are they sick? Why are they in the baby growing thing?" Arc joins Alonso to peer through the glass to the perfection that is my daughters. "It's just procedure." I enlighten them. "They were born on thirty-seven weeks, but they're healthy and perfect." Utterly perfect. They look like their mom, but babies' faces change every single day. "Dude, you have to tell me how do I get Summer to marry me."I tell Alonso. He managed to bag Amelia, even with all the shit that was going on at the time. "You just ask her." He tells me without
AMELIA POV What was supposed to be the happiest time in my life has become one of the worst. Alonso is lying with his head in my lap, my fingers running through his hair as we're waiting for news from the doctors who are operating on Arcangelo. Bailey striked again. This time, she got caught, and her fucking parents can't get her out of this one this time. The shooting is on every social media site, it's trending on the internet. Videos are circulating around from fans. I feel so sorry for Lola. She's still wearing the dress she performed in, clutching Cassie to her chest as if she might lose her, too. They gave her something to wipe the blood from her arms, but there's a faint streak of it left on her cheek. The world would be a worse place if Arcangelo died. I kiss Alonso's cheek, and his eyes flutter open, sorrow in the swirl of green and brown. Alonso would not be the same person if he had to lose one of his brothers. They're all an extension of each other, and I pra
ALONSO POV I'm in seventh heaven. I know the bomb will explode very soon, but right now, I'm blissfully holding my wife in my arms as she's coming down from another orgasm. My wife. I fucking love the sound of that. It's not the way I wanted to do it. She deserves a big wedding with a designer dress and a big, fat diamond ring, and I promised her that I would give her all of that, but she said our wedding was the best. I thread my fingers through hers and kiss the diamond wedding band on her finger. I've already arranged appointments with jewelry designers for her engagement ring, and then I will do it the right way. "I fly out tomorrow afternoon with the team." I reluctantly tell her. "I want you there, but I also don't want you in the open where Bailey can easily get to you." She sighs and nuzzles her face in my neck. "I know. Maybe I'll arrange to see my parents while you're not here." "No!" I say definitely. "We face them together, I'm not sending you into the lion
ARCANGELO POV I must have died and gone to heaven. I have the girl I've been pining over up against a wall with her full, succulent lips eagerly moving under mine. She was a vision tonight in the elegant black dress with her dark curls spilling everywhere. Her lips were painted a fiery red that enticed me the entire time, and I just couldn't stop myself anymore. I tried being respectful because she has a child. My plan was to make her fall so irrevocably in love with me that by the time I did kiss her, she wouldn't be able to resist me. I wanted her to trust me implicitly, to make her feel that I would never let her down, that I'm solid. I hope I did enough because just this one taste of her is making me addicted, and I don't think I would be able to stop touching her now. She groans underneath my mouth, opening those lips like a flower, and I take that opportunity to plunge my tongue inside. She tastes like mint and desire, and a groan rumbles from my chest. I think I might
LOLA POV I don't exactly know what is going on with my life right now. It's like I'm in a twilight zone, part of a family in an instant. Arcangelo refuses to let me and Cassie go back to the label's apartment, and at first, I felt slightly awkward being at his parents' house, but everyone else handled it like it was completely normal. I understand that Alessi's ex-girlfriend apparently almost killed Alonso's girlfriend a few years back, so everyone who might be in danger right now has to stay here. But I'm not even his girlfriend. I'm just one of the artists he signed. Right? Wrong. I've never experienced anything that I feel for Arcangelo. The sexual tension is brewing underneath the surface whenever we touch. It's in the songs that we write together, in the way we gaze into each other's eyes when we think nobody is watching. Every night, after a big dinner, and I've given Cassie her bath and taken a shower, we climb into his bed. About an hour after when Cassie is f
ALONSO POV I can't believe one girl has the power to have all of us on our toes. I, for sure, never thought the sweet girl that we grew up with would turn out to be some obsessed psychopath. Apparently, Evan and Sammy Micheals have Bailey's son. They took her son from her when she was starting to talk about us again over the phone. My parents are pissed because they weren't even warned. Let's just say that the friendship between the Morettis and the Micheals would never be salvaged again. "What's with the security?" One of my teammates asks as we finish up at the stadium. "You good man?" Fuck, I love this team. We're new, and certainly the underdogs, but we're becoming a family. They've been concerned about me ever since the allegations of sexual assault. It's dfficult being in the public eye, and they all know how it feels to be under such scrutiny. "I'm good, but there's someone who's a bit too obsessed, just being cautious." "Be careful out there." He claps me on the s
AMELIA POV "Bailey Micheals has been sighted by Alessi Moretti yesterday." I hear the words coming out of my father's mouth, but it's like it doesn't register at first. I blink rapidly, trying to make sense of what he just said. "You said she would never set foot in this country again!" My mother jumps from her chair in front of my father's desk. "You promised!" "She didn't come in with her real passport. We're scouring security footage to try and see which airport she came through." My heart starts beating rapidly after it missed a few beats. Fear rushes through me in an instant. Bailey is going to kill me. "You don't have to worry about anything." Dad looks at me. "There's no way she'll be able to get to you here." Just another reason to keep me locked up in my gilded cage. I can't do this anymore. It feels like I'm going fucking insane. Even when I'm strolling in the garden, I can feel eyes on me like a hawk. I know I said that this is what I have to
ARCANGELO POV I'm in bed, and Bach is playing softly through the surround sound, but I can't fall asleep, my mind on the dark-haired petite beauty that is in my building. Lola is on my mind twenty-four-seven. She's the first thing I think about when I wake up in the morning and the last person in my thoughts before I close my eyes. Working with her has been nothing but astonishing. We've been writing music about love, loss, happiness, hurt, and so entwined in our own little bubble that the assistants have to remind us to eat. I have never met someone who understands how I make music like she does. It's like she was always tethered to my soul, and I just had to find her in the cosmos. Even Cassie crept under my skin. She calls me her prince charming, and I'm not mad about it. I wonder what they're doing right now. Cassie is probably asleep already, maybe Lola, too. What would it feel like if they were here? Would Lola listen to classical music with me while I run my finge
ALESSI POV I feel slightly guilty for being this happy, but fuck, I can't help it. My internship is coming to an end. I still have the two-day assessment coming up before I'm officially a resident, but I've been working for this all my life. I'm prepared and ready. Then I have this gorgeous woman roaming my apartment with my babies in her belly. Granted, she's currently shooting lasers at me while I'm calmly sipping my coffee before I have to leave for my shift. "You don't get to decide if I work or not, Alessi!" Summer shouts at me, pink blotches appearing on her cheeks. "You're completely taking over my life! First my apartment, and now this!" I might have told her supervising nurse that she will probably have to hire another nurse soon, seeing that Summer might quit her job. "I was just thinking about the future." I shrug. "You're mine, and I have to take care of you. Carrying twins is not going to be easy on your body, you think you can work the shifts you do being se