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
His throat bobbed, and I knew I had caught him completely off guard. I had known about his on-and-off relationship with his ex-assistant for a long time now. He had often talked to me about her and how he loved spending time with her. His situation felt very similar to mine. “You’d kill me if you k
Luciano had been ignoring my call for weeks now, so it was about time I gave up. It was not as though we were lovers or anything. All we had was sex. It was my fault I had gotten involved in more. I twisted my head in Dom’s direction and noticed the scar below his ear. As I touched the spot, he til
LUCIANO My phone rang in the middle of the meeting, and I took it out to look. Rose’s name flashed on the screen. I wanted to pick it up. Had wanted to do it for a long time. I had been baffled by thoughts of Rose. Never had I imagined a woman rumpling my thoughts like this. But whatever happened b
Brando shifted in his seat and cautioned, “But I wouldn’t trust many if I were you.” “Oh, I don’t trust anyone,” I said. “Trust is a frail thing that can break anytime. What I put into deals is my belief that the other party will uphold their side of the contract and continue doing fair business wi