CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVEARIAI flipped a page of the old, giant hardcover book I was holding, my fingers skimming across the letters inked on the pages. I had gone exploring in Maximo’s mansion, deciding to take advantage of the little freedom he had given me. I was shocked to find out that he had a library here. Not just any basic library, a large, well-decorated one, with shelves and bookshelves upon bookshelves stacked high with ancient, leatherbound books in pristine condition. Like the rest of the house, this large room had an antique, Victorian-style interior design. The furniture was very rich and dark wood, and the carpets were thick and fluffy. A grand fireplace, complete with fire, lined the back wall of the room, giving it a warm glow. I took a deep breath as the scent of cinnamon filled the air. The pleasant scent of old, crisp book pages was calming and relaxing. I had always loved reading, and that made me wonder why a man like Maximo had a well-maintained library in his h
CHAPTER TWENTY-SIXMAXIMO“B-boss?” Pietro’s eyes widened as I walked down the stairs. “I-it’s not what it looks like,” he stammered, then realizing Aria was still in his arms, he shoved her away.Aria’s body crumpled to the floor and she immediately crawled to a corner. I was livid, willing my hands not to shake due to my anger.“She came here trying to seduce me! She asked me to let her escape…”A loud bang rang out as I pulled the trigger. Pietro let out a blood-curdling scream as his leg gave in beneath him and he fell to the ground.“You touched her,” I breathed, trying to appear calm, my hand clenching around the cold metal with restrained rage. “I was on my own!” He screamed. “She came onto me…”I shot his second leg, then his shoulder, before aiming for his head. “Stop!”It was Aria who screamed this time around. I gritted my teeth painfully before turning to glance at Luca who had walked in behind me.“Take her out of here,” I barked.“No!” She screamed again, her voice fi
CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVENARIAMy eyes slowly opened to reveal the dark room. I blinked severally before sitting up and taking in the room before me. Maximo’s room.My body flushed with warmth as the memories from earlier came rushing back to my mind. The way he’d rescued me, the way he held me, the way he kissed me. My heart beat rapidly, desire and confusion fighting a battle for dominance within me. I should be happy that my plan to seduce him was working. That should be all I thought about—the plan. Instead, all that lingered in my mind was the way he made my heart flutter, my toes curl, and my blood run hot. How could someone so evil be so caring? How could the same hand which killed me touch me so softly, like he was scared I would break? How could he leave the room earlier when I was sure he wanted more than just the kisses and humping sessions?“Ugh! I need him out of my head,” I muttered under my breath. I also needed him out of my skin, his taste out of my mouth, and his veno
CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHTMAXIMOSeeing Aria on her knees before me was a sight I’d played out in my head a million times. Yet, all the fantasizing and daydreaming could not prepare me for the reality of what it felt like. One strap had slid down her shoulder, exposing the soft curve of her neck and collarbone. My eyes trailed to the tops of her breasts, and I clenched my jaw at her hardened nipples peeking through her thin silk dress.My eyes remained locked on hers as she slowly slid her hands over my firm thighs. She looked so sexy kneeling there in front of me, the dim light from outside illuminating her figure and the dark space that surrounded us. “This is how you plan to thank me?” I asked, somehow managing to keep my voice steady. “Don’t you like it?” She purred.Her voice was soft, sultry and a little bit throaty. And that damn accent…fuck! “I do,” I said through gritted teeth.Very, very much.A sensual smile spread across her lips as she continued stroking her hands slowly up
CHAPTER TWENTY-NINEARIASunlight streamed into the room through dark curtains, hitting my face. I winced and buried my face into the pillows.“It’s time to wake up, Aria.”I frowned at the sound of the voice. It was light and high-pitched. It wasn’t Maximo.My eyes snapped open to reveal Maria pulling the curtains open. “What are you doing?” My voice was groggy and husky from sleep. Maria turned to me, running a hand down the front of her maid uniform. “I was given specific instructions to wake you up for breakfast if you slept past 10 am,” she replied. I didn’t need to ask who gave the instructions or why. Instead, I felt a flutter in my stomach at his thoughtfulness.Maximo and thoughtful in the same sentence. Who would have thought?With a sleepy groan, I threw my legs out of bed. “What’s for breakfast?”“Whatever you want. There’s a whole banquet waiting,” Maria replied.I halted in my steps as a feeling I couldn’t describe washed over me. I felt like I was in a trance. Wee
CHAPTER THIRTYMAXIMO“I think this is the right time for you to get married, Scar.”The chatter in the room slowly died down at Uncle Roberto’s words. We were in a private room in one of my bars where I usually held meetings with the top leaders of the mafia.Every man at the table stared at me as I took one long drag of my cigar and blew the smoke out. The silence only lasted for about thirty seconds, but the tension in the air made it seem like it had stretched on for hours.“You think?” My voice sounded calm, a contrast to how I felt on the inside.“You turn thirty this year. You are the Don of our mafia. To solidify your position, you have to get married,” he said.If my eyes could kill, he would have dropped dead the minute he opened his mouth to speak. I assessed him, taking in his greying hair and the permanent scowl that was always etched on his face. All the members of the council feared and respected me, despite all of them, except Lorenzo, being much older. My blood carrie
CHAPTER THIRTY-ONEARIA‘Nothing has changed, Aria. Don’t let a few kisses get into your head.’A bitter scoff escaped my lips as Maximo’s words replayed in my head. What a douchebag. If nothing had changed, then why did he keep me in his room? Why did he let me sleep in his bed and take showers in his bathroom? If nothing had changed, why wasn’t I chained to the headboard and locked inside my room? Why did he carry my sleeping body from the library to his room?A mixture of anger and embarrassment washed over me anytime I remembered the way he’d taken a shower, changed and came back to the bed before drifting right into sleep beside me. I’d remained by his side, pissed, on edge and horny. My brain seemed to malfunction whenever I was close to him. I was furious, and yet I still wanted to feel his hands against my body.“Foolish girl,” I hissed at my reflection in the mirror before spitting into the sink.After rinsing my mouth, I ran my toothbrush under the sparkling tap water befo
CHAPTER THIRTY-TWOARIA“What?” I could only manage to say as he handed the bag over to me. It felt very heavy in my hands, the weight of my shock and confusing emotions dragging me down. “Yes, a ball,” Maximo exhaled, working on the cuff links on his wrist as he headed towards the door. “I have to show up with a pretty date. You’re so bored out of your mind in this house. I think it’s a win-win situation—somehow, we both get what we want.”With that, he turned on his heels and exited the room, leaving me with a pounding heart and my jaw dropped open. ‘Maximo asked me to be his date!’‘I’m going to a ball—my first ball.’‘I’m going to leave this house. My little seduction game is working. I can finally escape!’The last thought brought a chuckle of disbelief out of my lips. It turned into full-blown laughter. For the first time since my last escape attempt, I let myself hope again.***The warm evening air caressed my bare shoulders as Maximo and I stepped down from his sleek car. I