“And what about Luciano? What if he wants to take this baby away?” That silenced me. I was not sure if he had ever felt an ounce of what I did for him, but this baby was his. What if he wanted to take it away and raise it with his wife? With Fabiola? “I don’t think he cares. Besides, he doesn’t ge
LUCIANO My eyes were on the screen of my laptop, but my mind kept diverting to the image of Ros swaying her beautiful ass in the shower. The muffled sound of her humming reached me from behind the bathroom door, luring me to go inside, while I remained seated on the bed with my back leaned onto the
Suddenly I related to Pietro more than I ever had. What did I have? What would I lose if I died today? Nothing. I had nothing. At least my brother now had someone to return to every night, a place to call home and a person to call his. Fabiola will be yours, a voice in my head spat. In a week. Eve
“It’s good that she’s earning a place for herself.” It was Ma who spoke. “I’m just saying this as a normal person. Karim’s Bar is not the safest place to work. Some men will misbehave and I don’t want that for the woman my brother fancies.” “Fancies?” Lys laughed at my choice of words. “Is it that
“Who the hell doesn’t remember their passwords?” “I don’t, because of all the shit I deal with.” “You’re exhausting. I thought she was tired of you and your shit, and wanted to give life a new chance, but a part of me was still confused. She looked at you like she...” She smiled. “Like she could d
ROSALINE “Did you get the money?” Paul asked, the sound of the tattoo machine purring through the phone. “Yeah, I did. I cleared the fund,” I answered, walking back and forth in my room. “I had to make sure they don’t tell Dom.” Lowering my voice, I added, “Just a few more days.” “You want to wai
“Where’s Antoine?” I twisted my head at Mama while she stood quietly near the couch. “He had work and my visit was rather unplanned.” “Clearly. You could have just called and asked me to come by. I know how much you hate this house.” Her throat bobbed. “I do hate this place, but some conversation
“Yes, I love him, but that doesn’t give him a free pass. He cannot come back and leave whenever he wants. He left, and it's over between us. Besides, he needs to marry Fabiola anyway, and there is no way I’m falling into the cycle of regrets again. I refuse to live as the other woman or the woman wh
“Thank fuck, you’re here,” Pietro sounded. “She didn’t take an epidural or whatever the fuck that is.” “What?” Rose had told me about it, how it could reduce the pain. But if she had not taken it— A loud cry sounded from the other side of the door, and my breath hitched. “Luciano, you need to go
LUCIANO “Have our men withdrawn from New York?” I asked, scrolling through the articles on my laptop. “It’s been eight fucking months since the break.” The inactivity in the east and west, both Cosa Nostra and Outfit, had been very nerve-wracking. Since the dramatic outbreak between Belle and Adon
I smiled. “What do you plan?”“Do you have any plans?”“Nothing big, but I was hoping to buy a country house.” Her smile lit up. “I mean, we certainly can’t raise this kid and our future children in a penthouse. They need a proper environment, sizeable space to run around.”“Our future children? How
Luciano was at the altar, his hands behind his back, his curly, dirty-blond hair pushed back, and behind him was Pietro, dressed in a tuxedo, since he was the best man along with Rione, and Lys and Sabina were the bridesmaids.I met Luciano’s stare and every thought I had left my mind. Even with all
ROSALINEI was not sure why I was doing this. What I knew was my attempts would go in vain and I would be shattered yet again, but I had to try one last time. I had to call Dom.Standing in front of the long mirror—dressed in an off-shoulder sheath-wedding gown with netted sleeves and hair properly
“Even my extra weight?”“Yeah, even my child’s weight.” Smirking, he added, “I liked you with the pink hair. What else could you possibly want?”“Okay, my pink hair wasn’t that bad.”***“There’s a tradition we should talk about,” Luciano said, coming out of the washroom in nothing but a towel wrapp
My eyes widened. “Shit! That was you?”“Do I look that different now?” he asked with his head tilted to the side.“We were in the garden with very low-quality lighting. I did not see your face properly. You were alone, and I thought of keeping you company.”“By asking me to fetch you a drink?”I nar
ROSALINE[SIX MONTHS LATER]I doubted I would ever stay in the studio apartment, except for when I was working. The good thing about this place was it was right above my own office for wedding planning and coordination. After months of research, I was finally into it. Besides, I enjoyed planning the
“I hate it when you try to be one.”Soft laughter tore out of his throat and I licked his bottom lip. His mouth parted immediately but I had other plans. Drawing my face close to his cheeks, I kissed him and then traced my tongue down the stubble to his jawline.He closed his eyes and released a sha