All Chapters of HIS: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Eight Months Later...Every single day that passes, I think our lives together can't get any better. And every single day, Rylan surprises me in some new way to show me that marrying him was the best decision I ever made. And it truly has been. He's become my reason for why.Why I smile, why I laugh, why I feel so cherished every moment of every day. I've never experienced anything quite so wonderful and I'm grateful more than words can say. More than all the stars in the sky.I also adore his family and being so close to Trish again is the best. We're always hanging out together and she's helping me get through my pregnancy. It hasn't been easy, but since she's already gone through it, her advice has been priceless. Our mom has been visiting a lot, too, which makes me so very happy.Of course, not everything is sunshine and roses. One day when we're sitting together at Trish's house, hanging out with Griffin and talking, my mom tells us that Papà has washed his hands of us. I know he

Twenty-one-year-old Adeline Shepherd has given her all in order to ensure her terribly depressed and lonely father is well taken care of. Working nine-to-five jobs, with bills stacked high to the ceiling, she's frustrated, tired and just about to give up. When she discovers that her father owes a huge sum of money to the Mennetti Mafia, she's anxious.Nothing good can come from the Mafia. Especially a loan as huge as her father has taken. Scared, Adeline puts in more hours at her workplace to ensure she makes the money as quickly as possible and pay off to save their butts, but when power in the Mennetti Mafia changes hands, she has no one to turn to than the mysterious, brooding stranger who looked like a boxing legend and always sat alone at the corner of the restaurant where she worked.Roberto Mennetti.Roberto Mennetti doesn't believe in love, even if he's watched his younger brothers fight tooth and nail to keep the woman they love. When Adeline runs to him for help in escaping

My sparring partner, Danny, and I dance around each other in the ring at my club, simply called Mennetti's. I duck a blow and come back up, fists flying and hit him in the jaw. For whatever reason, I'm feeling a little on edge and need to work off the steam building up inside of me.I have no idea why I'm feeling antsy and a little out of sorts. Maybe it's the humid weather or, more than likely, the fact that I haven't gotten laid in almost four months. Danny spins and kicks out, but I lift my hand and block the move. The club encourages every type of fighting from boxing to mixed martial arts. I've spent years learning all the different moves and techniques, honing my skills to perfection. Lately, however, something has been off, and I can't quite place my finger on it.Normally, I can lose myself at the club all day. My life revolves around training and fighting, and the Friday night fights held here are packed. Anyone worth his salt wants to participate in the Friday Night Fight at

I wake up early the next morning, make some tea and settle down at the kitchen table. My dad is still in bed, sleeping off his hangover, and probably won't get up for at least a few more hours. But I couldn't sleep.In the back of my mind, I keep thinking about the letter I found. Twenty-five thousand dollars is so much money. I mean, I know it isn't for some people, but for me, it's a bloody fortune. As someone who lives paycheck to paycheck and is the sole breadwinner, there's a lot I could do with twenty-five grand. But I certainly don't want to owe it.After blowing on my tea, I take a careful sip. I suppose there's no sense in worrying about it. Like my dad said, no one has come asking for payment and the more time that passes, the better. It's a little hard for me to believe the Mennetti family let everyone's debts die along with their father, though. I have this sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach that we're on borrowed time and, one of these days, someone representing Nol

Sully's news has me concerned. If my uncle returned from Ireland to try to take over, I need to get back to the family compound and try to get in touch with Connor. That might be pretty difficult, though, since he and Trish are staying in some remote cabin off the grid.We were never overly close to our Uncle Desmond. From what I've heard, he and my father ran things together for a while, but then started butting heads. They had a falling out and Desmond left to run the family business over in Ireland.That's the rumor, anyway. I was only twenty-three at the time and too busy training and fighting to care about a power struggle between my dad and his brother. The last thing on my mind was what my dad did for a living because I never wanted to take over. As the older twin, that was always Connor's future responsibility. Then Desmond left and I never gave it a second thought. But now it's my business and I need to figure out what's going on.I grab my keys and wallet and head downstairs