Tipping my chin up, he leaned in and brushed his lips on mine oh-so-gently. He was not a gentle person, but with me, he was and I appreciated his efforts. A kiss landed on my cheek and I closed my eyes to feel the warmth of it. His lips traced down to my chin and then the other cheek. Last, when the
Let him go—the voice deep in my head said as he pulled his fingers out of me. We were only making this more complicated. One day, there would not be a way out for either of us. My feelings could cloud my better judgment and common sense. His belt and zipper came undone, and he pushed them down, fre
LUCIANO Last night had been like every other night I spent back at my penthouse. The only difference was that, despite having Rose beside me, it had felt empty and cold. She had not snuggled up to my chest, as she usually would. She had remained on her side of the bed, her back turned to me, even t
Expectation—that damn thing had the power to kill, make men wretched. I was part of it, and so was Rose. All my life, I had worried about what Pa would think of me and when I became Capo, my image to my men kept me worked up. “Is that why you wanted to break this off?” She nodded at my words. “I w
Helena, Patrizia and Isobel’s fake deaths had become known a few months ago, and we were told that Patrizia Rossi’s death was a sudden affliction, but turns out, her affair with the Capo of Cosa Nostra had caused her death in reality. The scorching truth of Adonis Vitale’s life is that Patrizia Ros
ROSALINE I looked up at the twinkling stars while a soft breeze blew, making me shiver in my sleeveless maxi gown. The sounds of waves crashing to the shore filled my ears like music. There was nothing but peace and sanity in me. I loved coming here because I had never felt freer in a lifetime. Aw
If Mama, Antoine and Esme had been home, I would not have had the space to think about every-fucking-thing, but overthinking had become inevitable, being alone in a house this giant with Luciano walking out on me like that, especially after what had happened last night. “I was so worried. You sound
ROSALINE I could not stand the sight of the crowd, of too many people talking over their lungs, of the bright colours that surrounded me. Their laughter mixed with the music in the background hurt my ears. The smell of perfume, flowers and food was making me nauseous. My eyes shifted to Adonis’s t