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“Feelings?” The word felt fat and foreign on my tongue. “What kind of feelings?” My mind raced, struggling to make sense of that word. Feelings. Of all the things I’d expected—and from all people—this was the last thing I’d ever expected to hear out of Marco’s mouth. “I want more than friends.” Ma
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Aldo Morning sunlight filtered through the tall windows of my study, illuminating the cluttered desk I’d been ignoring for hours. Reports and files lay scattered across the wooden tabletop, each representing something vitally important that demanded my attention. And yet, I’d given no thought to a
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Aurora was beautiful, intelligent, and part of the world I had given myself to. Part of the family I’d been born to lead. Everyone wanted—expected—us to end up together. Had always expected it. I stood abruptly to pace the length of my study. My feet sank into that loathsome bearskin rug. Layla had
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Layla I stared at the man across the restaurant. He was gorgeous—dark curls slicked back, dark eyes fringed in dark lashes, dark skin glowing gold in the soft light. His suit perfectly framed the breadth of his shoulders and accented his narrow waist. Like a fallen angel landed on Earth. Too bad
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Aldo stood. “All right.” I led the way through the restaurant lobby and out into the parking lot. The cool night air whispered across my cheeks and my short heels clicked against the pavement of the parking lot. I stopped around the side of the building, where I thought we might have the best cha
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Aldo I arrived in the kitchen late the next morning—to ensure Layla had already left for work—to find an unexpected visitor awaiting me with crossed arms. I bit back a groan of dismay at the sight of the tiny Italian woman in my kitchen. “Hello, Mother.” “So good to see you, Vasco.” Melissa Marc
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Layla I didn’t have much to pack. In the short few weeks I’d spent at Aldo’s manor, I’d accumulated only a small collection of things—a few items of clothing one of Aldo’s men had retrieved for me from my townhouse, a handful of things I’d purchased for myself because I couldn’t stand the thought
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Aldo Morning sunshine streamed through the expansive arched windows of the formal dining room, bathing the sprawling dining table in a warm glow. The scent of fresh-brewed coffee and just-out-of-the-oven pastries wafted through the air from the kitchen. An utterly idyllic scene, truly. And frankly
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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
