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Aldo “I never married her,” I murmured into the pelting droplets of icy water. I didn’t know where the words came from or why I spoke them. But I was suddenly glad they were true. She’d drugged me. Aurora had slipped something into my drink, I was almost sure of it. I hadn’t realized it at the ti
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Layla I paced a lap across the sprawling room, from the oversized bed to the towering armoir. Back again. The bathroom behind me was silent, like Aldo didn’t dare move. Maybe he feared my wrath. Good. He should. Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned. And scorned I surely was. No. I’d been score
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Layla My heart shuddered to a halt. Blood buzzed in my ears, like my stagnant heart had caused it all to pool in my head. The sky whited out, and all I knew were Aldo’s lips moving as he formed the question: Eli’s mine, isn’t he? Why. Why had he suddenly asked that? What could possibly have led
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It took two days. Did my fingers tremble ever so lightly as I lifted the phone? Did I press the speaker a bit too hard against my ear? “This is Aldo Marcello.” The monotone female voice at the other end delivered the results without so much as a tic in intonation—I wasn’t a genetic match. Eli wa
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Aldo Instinct took over, and I dove sideways. The intruder’s gun cracked again. Again. Again. My feet hit the glossy hardwood behind the bed, and my knees folded. Dropping me down behind the makeshift barricade. Safe—for now. The bullets shattered the wall behind me. White plastered sprayed th
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Layla Someone was screaming. High-pitched, frantic. Unending. Someone was screaming like they were being torn apart alive. Chased by the hounds of hell. Plummeting to their doom. Screaming like the world was ending. A woman? Was a woman screaming? For a moment, my mother’s face swam before my
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Aldo My feet pounded soft earth, boots sinking into rain-softened dirt. Cool night whipped my face, cut the breath in my lungs into sharp bursts as I raced across the sprawling estate. Faster than I’d maybe ever sprinted before. I was running out of time. Ahead, a silver shimmer marked the lake t
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Layla He was safe. Alive. Wrapped in my arms. Breathing, warm, little heart thudding against my palm. Alive, safe, here. “Eli. Eli.” Panic still clutched my throat in a brutal vice, choking out the sobs, the words built up in my chest. “I thought … I thought they …” My words came out in shatte
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The estate bustled with movement: Marcello men arming themselves, strategizing, talking shit, waving proverbial fists at the enemy, posturing, preparing for war … All the things men did. But still, they awaited my command.I stood at the head of the table in the grand dining room, where a makeshift
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Fear.Shit.“Where is he?” I demanded.Carlo jerked his head toward a nearby room. “The doctors are with him now. It was bad, Layla. The explosion took out half the building. We were lucky to get him out alive.”I nudged past him and into the room.Aldo lay on the hospital bed, his face pale, a deep
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LaylaAldo had missed another dinner.Or, rather, he was in the process of missing it. I sat at the head of the long dining table, where he’d normally sit; for some reason it felt wrong to leave it vacant. Beside me, Eli pushed food around his plate with his fork, and on his other side, Vanessa lean
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EthanI, once again, found myself at the precinct long after the rest of my desk-mates and cohorts had vacated for the night. I mean, the police precinct was never truly empty—it was New York City, so the place was always hopping—but the difference between day shift and night shift was, well. Night
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EthanI got to the coffee shop far earlier than was necessary—close to an hour before Vanessa and I had decided to meet—and proceeded to sulk in the corner like a loser, downing coffee.I’d long since stopped smelling the fresh-baked goods layered behind the glass counter, and I was far too nervous
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“But I’m funny and charming,” Ethan said, with a smile that was indeed quite charming. “It’s okay. I don’t blame you for not being able to resist.”I groaned, trying very hard not to smile myself. “This is the worst flirting I’ve ever seen.”“It’s not flirting!” Ethan protested, lifting his hands in
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Layla“Just talk to him,” I insisted, giving Vanessa’s hand another little tug towards the door of Ethan’s clinic room. It’d been three days since the attack, and he was just about recovered at this point. “You’ll see he’s not a bad guy.”After I’d all but written Ethan out of my life, I couldn’t fo
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So, I wondered, which of those secrets had made him Rossetti’s target?And how has Rossetti learned them?I turned in my seat to regard Ethan. He met my gaze like he knew I was about to ask something of dire importance and seriousness. “How did he know?”Ethan’s dark eyes blinked against the pain.“
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AldoThe call came late at night, shattering the fragile quiet that had settled over the Marcello estate. My phone buzzed on the nightstand, jarring me from a restless sleep. Instantly awake, I reached for the warbling device. Pressed it to my ear. “Marcello.”“There’s been an attack,” came the low
