LUCIANO Paulina led me into the parlour through the back door. I had heard about her from Rose a hundred times, but never had she mentioned that her best friend was the complete opposite of her, covered in tattoos and piercings. Her being a tattoo artist made sense, at least. I looked around the h
“Why?” “Maybe because I’m not the man who’d run after the sister of the woman I fancied,” I admitted, and she looked away. Vitale had an affair with both Belle and her elder sister, so I did not need to explain what I meant. A few hard knocks landed on the door, making us all stiffen. Paulina move
ROSALINE Adonis and his men stood before us, a few of them jamming the door of the tattoo parlour so that Paulina could not come out while Bella stood startled beside me. I could not focus on anything other than the anger in Adonis’s eyes and the glimpse of pain in Dom’s. Dom’s gaze fell on the ba
“You’re too late, Dom. I—” My words were cut off as a hand wrapped around my waist and tried to drag me toward the car parked behind Luciano’s. Everything inside me was alerted, but I could not do anything. The grip was too strong. Mama had told me to carry a gun, but I was sure I did not need one.
Phoebe meant a lot to Adonis, not only because she was his half-cousin, but also because she carried his mother’s name, which brought some sense of responsibility from Adonis’s side. “He won’t hurt her,” I urged, looking Luciano in the eyes, but he did not look like he would listen. “Just let us go
LUCIANO I was not ready for another drama, but there was no way around this. The more I dallied, the more trouble was bound to come my way. My heart palpitated as Pietro parked the car in front of Pa’s mansion, the very one I loathed coming to, unless necessary. I turned to Rose, sleeping peaceful
Her chest rose and fell as she gathered herself. I knew she could do it. She could face my father and show him she was not a puppet as I had been for years. With her beside me, I could do the one thing I had wanted to do for a long time, but could not out of my fucked up sense of duty. As we entere
“Yeah, he did his best to turn me against Benito,” Pietro said, pulling Ma away from Pa and standing between them. “Karel sent money to Sabina to stay away from me, making it seem like Benito did it. Pa and his minion almost had me tricked.” “Maybe two points for the effort,” I chimed in, laughing.