A chill ran down my back as he spoke. He knows about my relationship with Amelia. Wait…he knows about Amelia? Suddenly all of my mother's warnings began ringing in my head and I was sure he could see it in my expression. He laughed again, but this time it turned into a coughing fit that had hi
There it was. The catch. I can't have such a powerful man helping me without having to give anything in return. My eyes narrowed as I stayed silent, waiting for the man to say what he wanted to, heart pounding like it was about to jump straight out of my chest. “I need you to keep an eye on Roma
The drive home was quiet, almost too quiet considering how much I wanted to escape my thoughts in that moment. Marcus, my driver, kept his eyes trained on the road ahead as the city blurred past us, the late afternoon sun casted long shadows through the tinted windows. I was both annoyed and grat
Seeing that message made the house seem larger and made me feel even more lonely than I already did. The hot shower did little to wash away my unease, but at least it helped with the physical exhaustion. The water cascaded over my shoulders, and I tried to imagine it washing away Victoria's threat
The sound of the bedroom door opening startled me from my thoughts. Roman's familiar footsteps approached, and I turned to face him. His surprise at finding me awake was evident in his raised brows. Even tired, he was unfairly handsome. His blue eyes, though weary, still held that intensity that ne
The day of the Henderson event arrived too quickly, bringing with it a flutter of nerves I couldn't quite shake. I was in our walk-in closet, mentally preparing myself to start getting ready while trying to ignore the slight tremor in my hands, when Roman appeared in the doorway with a famous brand
My heart raced at his words and proximity, especially with him standing so close I could smell his cologne – that expensive, subtle scent that I could only experience from him. He looked devastatingly breathtaking in his perfectly tailored black tuxedo, the crisp white shirt making his tanned skin g
"Roman," Yaakov's deep voice carried easily over the ambient noise, commanding attention without effort. His eyes barely flicked to me before dismissing my presence entirely, as if I were nothing more than a particularly uninteresting piece of furniture. "We need to discuss something urgent before t
"I swear," she laughed, her voice filling the car with warmth, "if he could bubble-wrap me and the baby, he would." I couldn't help but smile, watching her face light up as she talked about her husband. "He's just nervous. First-time dad and all that." "Oh, speaking of nervous," she grinned, tur
AMELIA Morning sunlight filtered through the thin curtains of my bedroom, casting warm patches across my chilly sheets. I should have felt lighter, triumphant even. The family was finally under control, the threats neutralized, and the Guerrero name secure. Yet as I lay there, staring up at the ce
The color drained from their faces so quickly it was almost comical. Uncle Stefano actually tugged at his collar, while Uncle Paolo seemed to sink further into his chair. "Ricardo made his choice," Uncle Marco said, trying to maintain some semblance of dignity despite his obvious fear. "We are mere
AMELIA The meeting wasn't one I was looking forward to but it was something I had to get done. Something that I hoped would remind me of all the reasons why I was in Italy. All the reasons why I became a completely different person. I stared at my reflection in the bathroom mirror, taking in ho
AMELIA TWO YEARS LATER… I was twenty-seven years old, younger than my mother was when she had me, and five years older than she was when my grandfather entrusted the Guerrero family's responsibility to her. Despite trying my best not to think about her, everything I did, everywhere I walked in It
"And sitting back and doing nothing is better?" My voice rose, a mixture of frustration and desperation. "I'm tired of being the victim. Tired of being passed around like a piece of property, like something to be traded and bartered." His blue eyes flashed. "I would never let that happen to you aga
AMELIA Why was I so hesitant? I had been sure of my choices, I had accepted that it was what I really wanted and what I needed. But sitting here, with his head on my shoulder and his eyes looking so distant, I couldn't bring myself to say a word. Nothing. “Amy?” “Hm?” Roman raised his hea
Hi! Its me Dchenemi but you already know that lol. I want to thank you for sticking with this book this far and answer a few questions. Firstly O would like to apologize for the lack of updates, I have ongoing exams and I'm unable to focus on writing while the pressure of getting good grades are
AMELIA My mother had always told me I was destined for great things, and at some point in my life, I thought it was being a well-established painter or perhaps a tycoon like she wished to be. But now I realized what she truly meant. No matter how much she had tried to escape it, her past still cau