Cassandria POV.We arrived at the hotel and we all bathed and got ready. I sent word to Daragh, and he told me to come when I was ready and to ask for him at the bar.I’m dressed differently than I used to dress. Gone is the business and precious tesoro. In her place is a woman on a damn mission. Standing in all black. Black leather pants, a black ripped T-shirt, black knee-high boots and biker jacket. My long black hair is pulled into a high ponytail and I have neutral make-up on my face with a dark red lip.I don’t need any weapons because I know I will be safe with in the Irish quarter. I leave my hotel bedroom and walk into the penthouse suite and go in search of my team.I find them all in the living room. They are all waiting for me. Alina and Dimitri are checking their weapons, Tati is typing away on her laptop and my Mountains are looking out of the floor to ceiling windows at the New York nighttime skyline.“We ready?” I ask making my presence known. They all stop what they a
Matteo POV.I wake up, my head is pounding and my throat is dry. God, what the fuck happened? Where am I?I sit up with a groan. Everything feels heavy. I blink, looking around when I see a blonde head sitting opposite me. I blink again to clear my vison when everything starts to come into focus.“What happened? Where is Cass?” I ask when Lola looks up from her phone and smiles at me.“Oh, you’re awake. Good.” She says to me, then looks back at her phone and smiles at whatever she is watching.“Where is Cass?” I ask her, my head pounding to its own beat. Lola sighs as she stands and leaves the room. She returns moments later with water and painkillers.“Take them, Andros should be joining us soon.” She says and re takes her seat opposite me.“Lola, I’m not playing fucking games. Where is Cass?” I spit out at her, and she narrows her eyes at me.“Gone,” she says with a smile and I blink, taken aback by what she has just said.“Gone? What do you mean, gone? Where has she gone and how lo
Cassandria POV.We are on the move again and heading to the secure location Daragh has Curtis in. I am never drinking that much again. I woke up in Daragh’s house; I don’t even remember leaving the pub. Ivan, Igor, and Tati are the same. All of us are bears with very sore heads.“You look like shite.” Daragh says with a chuckle. I groan and give him the finger and he laughs.“How are you fine? I feel like I have been run over by a fucking train, then tap danced on by leprechauns.” I say as I follow behind him into what looks like an abandoned factory in Downtown New York, on the waterfront.“Did you forget little Cassie? I’m Irish. We can drink better than fish.” He says, keeping me close. I mumble under my breath that he is one lucky fucker, and he chuckles at my choice of words.At some point during the night, we moved to shots and then to spirits. I’m having flashes of memory and I cringe. I was dancing on the bar and free pouring straight into my mouth. Never again.I feel queasy
Cassandria POV.“Cass, wh … What are you doing here? How are you here? You should be …”“Dead, yeah I know. Surprise.” I say with a chuckle as I step further into his view. The steel glinting in the light. His eyes move from my face to the Katana. He visibly gulps and I smirk.“Did you not get the little video I sent you?” I ask him and his eyes widen now he remembers.“I take it by your reaction you did. So, as you can see, the little squad you sent to bring me in or to kill me are all dead. So tell me, Curtis, how are you?” I ask him and he looks at me like I’m crazy. My grip tightens on the sword.“Do you think I’m scared of you? Ha, don’t make me laugh. You will be back by my side soon enough and I will enjoy taking you before I kill you.” He laughs and I just raise an eyebrow at him. My team moves closer and so does Daragh. I hold my hand up, stopping them in their tracks.“Why would I want your pin dick anywhere near me? Then again, your dick is your favourite toy, after all.” I
Matteo POV.It has been four fucking days since we left Sicily to not only find Cass, but to find fucking Curtis. We finally had a hit on another possible location. We have been chasing dead ends since we arrived in New York.We met up with Dimitri and Alina. They told us that Cass and her team have ceased all communication and they can’t find them. I lost it and lashed out, trashing the penthouse suite.How can you just lose six people? Granted, Daragh O’Rourke has his connections in this city, but so do I and so far nothing until an hour ago, and we have raced to this location at the docks. An abandoned factory. My gut is telling me they are long gone. But maybe they left a clue as to where they have headed next. I can only hope they turn up soon.Valentina and Rocco are back in LA and locked up in the compound. I had to intercept them before they got to Cass. I know Cass will be upset with what I did, but I did it to save her. Not that she needs it I’m all for girl-power, but she d
Cassandria POV.Being back in LA doesn’t bring back any feelings. I’m unfeeling and it has been three days since I did what I did to Curtis. He is alive, but was beaten within an inch of his life. We are heading to drop Curtis off. It’s the least I can do.Matteo really needs to change the access codes to the main gates of the community. I punched in the code and we drove through. Driving past the house that was considered home for over a year. I didn’t stop until we were close to the gates of the compound. I spun the wheel and reversed the rest of the way. Once we were right by the gate.“Now.” I say and the back doors are opened as Igor grabs out a battered, bruised and bleeding Curtis and just drops him at the gates before he re-enters the van and we drive off.“Easy-peasy. Done. Now let’s get out of here.” I say as I keep driving forward and back out of the community.I pull up and we dump the van and walk towards the waiting armoured SUVs. I climb in the back and Igor climbs into
Cassandria POV.I step into my kitchen with my head raised and head towards the kettle to make a coffee. I ignore the heated glare on my back.“Tesoro. We need to talk.” I look at the kitchen cabinet in front of me.“No, I don’t think we do, Matteo.” I say as I go back to making my coffee before I turn with the cup in my hand as I lean against the counter and just watch him. He looks pissed and relieved at the same time.It’s an old-fashioned stare down. Who will break eye contact first? Well, it sure as shit won’t be me. Whatever he has to say, I’m not interested.“Cass, little one. What the hell? Why would you go to this extreme?” Andros asks me. I sip my coffee, still not breaking eye contact with Matteo. Yes, I’m challenging him and I won’t fucking lose.“Because you and him are pussies and wouldn’t. So I did. Don’t try to act innocent, Andros.” I say, still not looking away. I don’t think I’ve even blinked. The tension is mounting in my kitchen. Matteo stands slowly as I raise a
Matteo POV.I have let her down; I have let the families down. She is right; I don’t deserve the title of king. I failed to bring her the justice she deserved. No, she had to go out and get that justice for herself. She doesn’t need anyone to fight her battles. She will end up getting herself killed and there is nothing I can do about that.Unless?Unless I take her captive. But no, she would hate me more for that and could very well revert back to how she was when she was first bought to LA. I don’t want that, but at the same time she needs to be brought to heel.We drive in silence back to the compound. I’m lost in my thoughts about what to do with her. All I can do is sit back and watch as she takes her revenge. Then and only then will she be satisfied? Will she then be happy? Will she then move on? The answer to those little questions is, I don’t fucking know.All I do know is that there will be more bloodshed at her hand, and she will slip further into the darkness.We pull up ou
Cassandria POV.It has been a year since I killed Claudia and sent the message to every trafficker out there. Tati and Anya found everything from within the mansion before we destroyed it.We are working to bring every trafficking ring down. So far, it is working. All the Don’s of each family are helping with this effort. I couldn’t be prouder.I have opened sanctuaries for the victims and their families. So they all get the help they need, whether it be financially, emotionally or just to help those that walk through the doors.Pheonix Couture is doing great as well. With the help of not only Bristol-Romano International but DeAngelis International, all our businesses are thriving. We joined our companies. Some of the victims also work with in our business.Gabriella and Alexandra are growing beautifully. I spent the first few months not leaving their side. Matteo has done a wonderful job in raising our girls. They continue to make me laugh every day. They are truly our little miracl
Cassandria POV.I drive the SUV at speed the closer I get to the gates.“Tesoro, slow down,” Matteo says as he braces, but I ignore him as I collide with the gate. The gate opens. I sneer as I drive to the front door and screech to a halt. I rip the door open and step out. I look around. Yeah, if this doesn’t scream ambush, I don’t know what does.“CLAUDIA, HERE I AM! COME OUT AND FACE ME LIKE THE COWARD YOU ARE!” I shout as I look at the camera. I point my finger at it, knowing she is watching me.The rest of the convoy arrives, and each person steps out and walks closer to me. Just as the front door opens and I stand firm as men all pour out surrounding us. Some tucking their dicks back inside their pants. Vile bastards.I waste no time in attacking, and everyone does as well. I’m cutting men down left and right. Not giving one shit. I see my opening and I take it. I run into the mansion.Matteo screaming after me. I run with my Katana slashing and stabbing as I go to anyone who tri
Cassandria POV.I told Andros and Matteo to pack some clothes for him and the girls. I can’t have them staying here, not after what went down. So I am taking them to my mansion. They will be safe there. I called Zana and Heather and asked them to head over and set up some rooms for everyone.The girls have not left my side and I smile, not wanting them to. I will protect them with my life.“Momma, what about Brutus?” Gabriella asks and I look at her and smile.“Brutus? My beautiful boy, he will be ok. He is very strong and stubborn. Does he behave?” I ask her and she nods her head and I smile. I have missed him and I will see him again.“Yes, he lets us ride him. He is very gentle.” Huh. Is she talking about the same horse? Brutus is stubborn as hell.“I’m glad he is piccolo tesoro. He was my baby before you both came along.” I say to her as I stroke her black hair. She leans against one of my shoulders and Alexandra is leaning against the other one.“Momma, how are you here? Papa sai
Matteo POV.I’m laying in bed going over the events of recent days. We had not long returned from Sicily with Andros. The girls went with Lola and Cassian back to my compound and I headed with Andros to Bristol-Romano International HQ.That was when it happened. The moment tesoro mio remembered her brother. Then she collapsed and had a seizure. Not long after that, her assistants arrived to find her and Andros was instructed to let Cass or Anastasia or whatever you want to call her rest.The doctor was called, and my heart was in my mouth the entire time. Hearing her screams, seeing her foam at the mouth, her eyes rolling into the back of her head. Then it just stopped. Her chest heaving and her eyes flickering.The doctor came and wanted her to be placed in the hospital, but we all agreed that she should rest at home. We did take her to the hospital, and she was still unconscious. She underwent MRI scans, X-rays, blood work. Everything came back within normal ranges. But she was stil
Anastasia POV.After we met with Tiny at the store, I gave him carte blanche. So he knows what I want and need and his team has already started. All the materials needed will arrive tomorrow. So today they are ripping out everything. Tiny has a team of thirty under him. From plasters, decorators, electricians, plumbers, tilers. You name it; he has it.I have used Tiny and his team from when I opened my first store in Milan. They go where I go and do what is needed. I laughed when he told me his name was Tiny. Because the man is anything but tiny. He is huge. His team or crew are ex-military and are really handy men to know.In their spare time, they are part of an MC. The MC is called The Princes Of Darkness. Tiny has a wife called Tanya and a son that has just taken over as president. His name is Harry Hatchet Jackson. Who has a child on the way with his wife Deanna.All the money they make from making my dreams reality goes towards what the club and the local town need. So I see it
Anastasia POV.I slept like shit last night, plagued with dreams. Matteo DeAngelis was the dominant feature in them. I was happy then they took a dark turn. A maniacal laugh of a woman sounded around me. Then a sting. Me screaming, but it wasn’t me; it was someone who looked like me.“All Hail the Queen.” She said, but I can’t see her face. My body jolts with each hit, each brutal, disgusting thing that happened. I screamed and begged it to stop.I was woken by a wet nose and tongue against my cheek. I never went back to sleep after that. So I did what I do best. Work.The front door opens and I don’t stop finalising designs for the store opening. I already have some of the completed pieces here to go into display cases for general sale. I will also be showcasing some of the custom designs. But those will only be for VIP customers.My jewellery is designed to suit every budget. Not just the super rich. The opening night will be an invitation only event to all the high rollers in this
Matteo POV.When we arrived in Sicily. My little miracles were so excited as soon as the SUVs rolled to a stop at the compound, they were off and running towards Alina and Dimitri. Everyone loves Gabriella and Alexandra.Dimitri walks to me and hugs me and I hug him back just as Andros and Lola walk out of the house. Lola has hold of little Cassian on her hip and he too has the Romano traits. The icy blue eyes and black hair.“Matteo, you don’t look so good.” Dimitri says to me and I look at him and then at Alina, who is talking animatedly to the girls and, of course, little Natalya.“We need to have a meeting ASAP.” I tell him and he looks at Alina and she looks up and the smile vanishes from her face as she stands up and nods her head once before the girls run over to Andros and Lola.Andros and Lola love the girls. Andros scoops both of them up and hugs them tight.“Our little ones, I swear you are both going to be taller than me if you both keep growing like this. How was your fli
Anastasia POV.The dull throbbing in my head wakes me. God, what did I drink last night? Oh, that’s right, everything. God, I drank like a fish and I don’t know why.I’m currently face down with the hoodie over my head face planting the pillow. The sun is beaming through the room, warming my ass, and I really need the bathroom.I roll out of bed, and land on the floor, wrapped in the quilt. God damnit, one Anastasia burrito coming right up with a side of the mother of all hangovers. I fight to get out of this quilt and succeed. Walking to the bathroom, I make quick work of making myself feel and look more human.After a long scolding hot shower, I’m now wide awake and feeling slightly better. Grabbing a towel, I walk into the bedroom and head to my closet and grab shorts and a sports bra. I pull them on and start doing my stretches as I jog down the stairs and into the kitchen.Making a juice before heading to the gym. I turn the music on and up and grab my hand wraps and start wrappi
Matteo POV.I’m lost in thought as I sit in the jet heading toward Sicily. The girls are all sleeping in the bedroom. All I can think about is Anastasia. She does have a striking resemblance to Cass. But nothing is making sense.The flight has been silent, each of us in a state of shock at seeing her and her not remembering anyone. So that just tells me she isn’t Cass. But my gut is telling me she is and I will get to the bottom of it.“Matteo, I have what you requested.” Tati says breaking me out of my thoughts. I look at her as she stands and hands me the iPad.“What did you find?” I ask her and she sighs.“I can’t explain it. You need to read it, Matteo, but I warn you it is bad.” She says and I look from her to the information. I nod my head and call Colin to me. He is my air steward. I only have men working on my jet as the female staff would try to get me into bed. I’m completely celibate. I will remain that way too, especially after what happened.“Yes, sir, what can I get for