Chapter: Epilogue 2Twenty minutes later, the house smelt sensational with home-cooked goodness. Cole strolls into the kitchen while his wife cooks pancakes. He wraps his arms around her from behind and kisses her pulse. “As good as this food smells, I can’t wait to eat you later,” Cole growls in her ear hungrily, making her grin. “Shh, baby, the kids are going to hear you,” Shayla whispers back, looking up at him, and he matches her grin leaning close. “They’re not even in here.” Cole chuckles, kissing her softly. Shayla wraps her arms around her husband’s neck and parts her lips when his tongue silently requests permission to meet her own. “Oh, barf. Mum and Dad are making out again.” RJ grumbles, walking into the kitchen, followed by Alaia, who grimaces as they take their seats at the dining table. Shayla and Cole laugh as they pull apart. “Now you know how we feel watching you slobber all over your little ‘friends’ you keep bringing over.” Alaia retorts, making air q
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Chapter: Epilogue 1Sixteen years later…On a beautiful Saturday morning in the month of August, Shayla Hoult rolls over in the bed she shares with her gorgeous husband Tristan Cole Hoult and smiles contently. At the tender age of forty-six, he was still every bit as handsome as he always was. She lay on her side and admired him while he slept. He still looked the same—but older with fine lines that came with maturity, which made him even sexier. The stubble of his beard had specks of grey, which she loved.“Why are you staring at me?” Cole mumbles, his eyes still closed, causing his wife to start while she was lost deep in her thoughts. Shayla smiles, her cheeks flushing ever so slightly, and reaches over to brush her fingers over his cheek. Cole smiles, peels his eyes open, and blinks, looking at his beautiful wife smiling at him lovingly.“How long have you been awake?” Shayla giggles when he wraps his strong arm around her waist and drags he
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Chapter: Chapter 279I exhale slowly, and Cole sits up and turns the night light on, blinking a couple of times till his eyes adjust to the light. “My water broke,” I tell him, and he shifts and pushes the covers off himself and gets out of bed. I watch him walk around the bed to my side, and he takes hold of my hand to help me sit up.“Are you having contractions?” He questions, brushing my hair away from my face, and I nod. “What do you need me to do?”I exhale slowly when another contraction comes. I wait for it to pass before I speak. “Call my midwife, then my mum. Tell her I’m in labour, and we’ll drop Laia to her.” I instruct him, and he kisses my forehead before he grabs my phone. While Cole was on the phone, I take off my wet clothes and change into a pair of grey comfortable tracksuit bottoms and one of Coles oversized hoodies. The pain was getting worse by the minute, and I was worried we wouldn’t make it to the hospital. “Cole, we have to go. Like right now.” I whimper, and he l
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Chapter: Chapter 278“Shay.” I lift my gaze from staring at my huge baby bump and look at my husband, who rolls over when I turn the night lamp on. “You okay?” Cole questions drowsily, and I glower at him.“Why won’t this baby come out.” I hiss angrily, and Cole groans, leaning up on his elbow and looks at me, his green eyes narrowed.“Maybe he likes it in there and isn’t ready to leave just yet.” He smiles, rubbing my bump, and the baby squirms inside me at his father’s touch. My due date was six days ago, and this stubborn child is showing no indication of arriving anytime soon.“I’ve had enough.” I whimper, agitated. “I’m uncomfortable. I haven’t slept a wink in days, and I’m swollen like a beached whale. Look at me.” I complain, gesturing to myself, and Cole lets his eyes wander over me, and he smiles. “What are you looking at?”He blinks, bemused.“You just said—”“You get this baby out of me right now.” I huff, and Cole scratches his forehead, his brows fu
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Chapter: Chapter 277Shayla pulls back and looks up at me, tears flowing from her beautiful eyes. “Did you...” She trails silently, asking me if I had something to do with her killing herself off, and I shake my head.“No, I had nothing to do with that. She obviously couldn’t handle being locked up. The warden did say girls like her are like fresh meat to a hungry lion.” I explain, brushing her tears away.“I did.” I turn and look at Sam, and Shayla frowns. “I may have visited the prison. A guard there is a friend of mine, and when he found out you were my sister, he did me a favour.” He explains with a shrug, stuffing his hands into the pocket of his jeans. “It wasn’t enough that she was locked away, I wanted her to suffer, so I had my artist friend paint a photo of you and Cole kissing on the wall opposite her cell, she’d be forced to stare at it, be reminded every second, of every day that she didn’t break you,” Sam tells her. Shayla pulls away from me and runs into her brother's arms.
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Chapter: Chapter 276“That was a great party. I’m a grown arse man, and I had a blast.” Josh chuckles, sitting back on the sofa, taking a sip from his beer. I smile and nod, looking over at my mother and Shay’s mother directing the kitchen's cleaning crew. Sam comes across with baby Trey in his arms and sits on the sofa with a tired sigh.“It really was. Shayla did a great job with organising everything.” I tell him, and Josh nods, looking over at the baby in Sam's arms.“How’s fatherhood treating you, bro?” Josh questions putting his beer bottle down and taking Trey from Sam.“Tiring man, but I wouldn’t give it up for the world,” Sam admits looking over at Trey curled up on Josh’s chest. “To think I was terrified of ever having one of those, now I can’t picture my life without him.”I smile in understanding. “Yeah, they really do change your life, especially if it's with the right woman,” I state, and both men nod in agreement.“I feel so left out. I can’t wait to hol
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Cuffed By Love
Devin King was my first—well, everything.
They say you never forget your first. Whoever said that was right because no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t get him out of my head or my heart. I foolishly thought my heart wouldn’t miss what it couldn’t see, but I was wrong because I never forgot, not for one moment.
You’re not supposed to kiss your best friend. You’re not supposed to give your virginities to one another, either—but we did. We were kids, teenagers, full of hormones and mixed emotions, but it felt right. He was the first boy to kiss me, the first boy to touch me and taste me in a way only a lover would.
“Say you want to be mine….” He whispered while I shook in his arms. And I did. And then he wrecked me.
After I trusted him and gave myself to him, he disappeared, left me in my , the scent of him still lingering on my skin, the taste of his kiss still fresh on my lips. He left me after the amazing night we shared after we became one another’s and disappeared without a word. Until one day ten years later he pops up like a rash as the newly appointed CEO of our firm.
Was I shocked to see him standing in the office after a decade? Yes. Did I almost faint? Hell yes. My heart may have melted a little when he smiled right at me, but he wouldn’t ever know that—because I hated him.
But here I am, the VP of an established publication firm standing in the CEO’s office handcuffed to the pompous face. Why are we handcuffed you ask? Well, that's a funny story...
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Chapter: Chapter 88Two months later. Thursday afternoon, a livid Mira storms into Devin’s office. “Devin King!” Devin frowns and looks up at her, confused and a little scared, while she stomps over to his desk. “What are you full naming me for? What have I done now?” “Did you tell your dad I was moving to Singapore with you before the baby is born?” Mira questions furiously. Devin blinks and opens his mouth to speak while Mira places her hands at her waist and glares at him, waiting for a response. “I may have mentioned it.” “Oh, you did, did you? I didn’t realise agreeing to marry you would come with the consequence of you making decisions on my behalf!” Mira snaps hotly. Devin raises a brow and stands from his desk. “Mira, for God sake, I’ve been trying to have this conversation with you for two weeks straight, but you keep evading it.” Devin grouses, walking around his desk and stepping closer to his angry fiancée. “My dad asked me what our plans are if we’re going back to Singapore in a couple
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Chapter: Chapter 87 EpilogueTwo weeks later.Devin King and Mira Evans stood in front of their respective families, both looking as fretful and tense as each other. Each member of the family watches and waits with the curiosity of their news.“Well…” Noah Evans— Mira’s dad urges. His brown eyes were darting from his daughter to his best friend’s son standing before him.“I’m pregnant.” Mira blurts out suddenly. Devin groans low behind her when everyone in the room, save for Ayla, goes stock-still.“Why do you keep doing that?” He utters to her quietly behind his hand. Mira shrugs helplessly and turns her attention back to everyone in the room gaping at her.“Come again?” Her father questions, his dark brows fusing together. “Did I just hear you correctly? Did you just say you’re pregnant, or am I having some sort of stroke right now?”“You’re not having a stroke, Daddy; I’m pregnant,” Mira says, chewing on her bottom lip.“Who is the father?” Kate, Mira’s mother, qu
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Chapter: Chapter 86Devin disappears inside, leaving me out on the terrace. I stood there trying to picture myself living here. I just couldn’t see it. Yes, we have a company here that I could potentially work at but living in a foreign country where you don’t speak the language, you don’t know anyone. I’ll feel lost here. I mean, it’s a beautiful place, it’s clean, and the people are kind, but I know I don’t belong here. I want our baby to be born in the same country as its parents were. I want it to grow up around family. I don’t know how Devin and I will figure this out, but I truly hope we do for the sake of our baby, if nothing else.I’m lost someplace in my mind when I feel Devin come up behind me and hear him whisper in my ear. “Come with me; I have something to show you.”I follow him through the apartment toward the elevator. “Where are we going?” I ask curiously, and he smiles, lacing his fingers with mine.“You’ll see.” Devin pushes the button to the roof terrace, and I smile. He’s got that wi
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Chapter: Chapter 85“Damn baby, it’s nice to be missed by you,” Devin murmurs against my lips, and I suck on his bottom lip.“You saying you haven’t missed me?” I question, looking up at him through my lashes.Devin cups my face in his big hands and gazes into my eyes, his lips brushing mine when he speaks. “Like you wouldn’t believe.” A wicked smile. “I hope you’re not too attached to that dress.”I match his smile, sliding my hands under his T-shirt and raking my fingertips over his abs, revelling in the feel of every bump and ridge and the way his muscles spasm under my touch. “I have two more, just like it,” I affirm, dragging my index finger up the length of his erection over his light blue jeans. “Now, are you going to keep talking or are you going to take me home?” Devin makes a slow hissing sound and rocks against my finger, his cock demanding further attention.“Keep touching me like that, and I’ll fuck you in my car.” He groans, pressing a kiss to my rosy lips. I squeeze my thighs together when
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Chapter: Chapter 84 Mira“Devin?”I wander through his penthouse apartment, awe-struck. It’s stunning. Open plan living room, with gorgeous crystal chandeliers, floor to ceiling windows with an incredible view. I trail my fingers along the dark grey marble island in the kitchen as I walk through. I go up the spiral staircase to the bedroom situated on the first floor. No sign of him anywhere. With a sigh, I walk over to the window and look out at the breathtaking view of Singapore stretched out before me.“Hi.” I jump and gasp when I hear a deep voice burr in my ear. “Welcome home.” I smile and sink against him when he wraps his arms around me. By home, he means his embrace, where he claims I always belong, not the apartment itself.“Mm, it’s so good to be home.” I lament, tipping my head back when his lips descend on my neck, licking, kissing and nipping at my flesh. My clothes start to come off, one item at a time hitting the floor until I’m nake
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Chapter: Chapter 83“I beg your pardon?”“My other boyfriend. Battery Operated Boyfriend. BoB.” I explain with a giggle when his face relaxes, and he curses.“You just killed my post-orgasmic bliss with your shenanigans, Evans. If you were here, I’d take you over my knee and give you a good spanking for teasing me like that.” Devin grumbles light-heartedly and gets up out of his bed. A light goes on, and he sets me down someplace. “Wait there. I need to clean myself up.” I grin, watching him move around. His firm and muscular bum comes into view, and I sigh lustily.“I really want to bite that bum of yours, King.” Devin’s laugh echoes in the bathroom. He leans over to look at me.“I’ll bite you back, Evans,” Devin utters, and picks his phone up.“Wait, wait! Let me see that hot body; I’m going to need it for visual purposes later.” I demand, and he flips his camera to face the mirror in the bathroom and flexes his muscles for me. Oh, hello, beefcake.“Oh, by the way, how would you feel about me coming ou
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Untamed
Jordyn Windslow never expected a trip to Sicily for her sister’s wedding to put her directly in the path of one of the most feared men on the island.
Ares Russo is dark, controlled and impossible to read. The kind of man who walks into a room and changes the atmosphere without saying a word. Jordyn knows almost nothing about him, only that people seem to lower their voices when he is near, doors open without question, and no one is ever brave enough to tell him no.
What she doesn’t know is why.
Known in the underworld as “Il Mietitore”—the Reaper—Ares built a reputation on blood, fear and silence. Violence, vengeance and death are all he has ever really known.
Until Jordyn.
She is everything he has no business wanting. Beautiful, stubborn and far too innocent for the darkness surrounding him. Ares knows keeping his distance is the only way to protect her from the life he has spent trying to leave behind.
Then Jordyn becomes a target.
Protecting her should have been simple.
Falling for her was never part of the plan.
As danger closes in and long-buried secrets begin to surface, Jordyn starts to realise the man she has fallen for is hiding far more than she ever imagined. Loving Ares means stepping into a world she never knew existed, one built on loyalty, power and blood.
And once Ares decides Jordyn is his to protect, there is no line he won’t cross to keep her safe.
Ares Russo may have tried to leave the Reaper behind, but some monsters never truly disappear.
He vows, for every tear Jordyn sheds, someone will bleed.
And Sicily is about to remember exactly why they called him the Reaper.
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Chapter: TWELVEAREŚThe first thing I hear when I wake is the sound of her breathing. Breathy, unsteady, yet steady enough to tell me she’s alive.I sit up in the chair, every muscle in my back protesting after a night of sleeping half-sitting, half-hovering like some deranged guard dog. My shirt clings to my skin, still damp from yesterday. I scrub a hand over my jaw, the coarse drag of stubble grounding me in the moment.Jordyn is still curled up on the bed where I left her. Small and fragile. I had one of the girls change her out of the wet clothes and into one of my oversized t-shirts, which is drowning her frame like armour she doesn't even know she’s wearing.I watch her for a moment longer than I should.Making sure...making goddamn sure. Because part of me still doesn't believe it. That I got to her in time. That she didn't fucking die in my arms.I push up from the chair, my joints stiff. There’s too much shit I need to deal with today, starting with Matteo for not watching out for her like
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Chapter: ELEVENAREŚThe car’s tyres screech against the gravel as the car skids to a stop outside my house. I’m already out of the back seat before the engine cuts, Jordyn clutched tight against my chest.The front door bursts open without me touching it. One of my men already waiting, face grim, holding it wide. By now, they know better than to get in my way.I don’t stop. I don’t explain. I head straight for the stairs, straight for the master suite.“Where’s the goddamn doctor?” I roar over my shoulder, my boots hammering against the marble.“Five minutes out, Boss,” someone stammers from the hallway.Five minutes. Might as well be five fucking years. She doesn’t have five minutes.I hit my bedroom door at full stride and slam it open, carrying her straight into the bathroom.“Get the shower running!” I bark at the nearest body behind me. “Cold. Full blast. Now. Someone get me some towels.”The girl bolts forward, fumbles with the taps. I hear the pipes groan and then the water explodes from the
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Chapter: TENAREŚThe door to the room downstairs slams shut behind me with a heavy thud, cutting off the stench of blood and fear. I roll my shoulders once, feeling the tension bleed from my muscles in slow, steady pulses.The club’s music thrums through the walls now, louder, messier, a heartbeat of chaos just waiting to be unleashed.Dante, my right-hand man, the shadow watching my back, falls in step beside me as I move down the hall.“Ares,” he says, keeping his voice low, “Matteo’s here. Brought a group with him.” I barely react. I was expecting Matteo to show. It's his birthday, and Oscura is family territory. I nod once, signalling him to continue. “And...” A hesitation, almost imperceptible.I stop walking and turn my head slowly.“And?” I press, voice low enough to cut glass. He swallows thickly before he answers.“The girl is with them. Bianca’s little sister.”For a second, nothing moves inside me. No thought. No breath. Just a cold flash of something I can’t put a name to.“Upstairs,”
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Chapter: NINEAREŚThe walls are soundproofed, but I can still feel the bass thudding through the floor under my boots.The club is alive upstairs. Music, lights, bodies packed shoulder to shoulder. But down here, in the private rooms hidden below La Notte Oscura, it’s quiet. The kind of quiet that comes before something violent breaks loose.I’m standing in the middle of the room, watching the man in front of me.Sergio Bianchi.A pawn.A fucking idiot.And soon, a dead man. He’s tied to a chair, wrists bound behind his back, and ankles lashed to the legs so tight he probably can’t feel anything below his knees anymore.Not that it matters.His face is already a ruined mess. One eye swollen shut, blood leaking from the corner of his mouth, a cut splitting his lip clean through. His chest heaves shallow and wet, each breath a ragged wheeze.“You know why you’re here.” I say, my voice steady and calm, the kind of calm that makes grown men piss themselves. “And you know what I want.” Sergio coughs w
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Chapter: EIGHTJORDYNI don’t even remember slipping out of Ares’s house. One second I’m at the kitchen counter, barely keeping it together under his heavy stare, and the next I’m pulling open the front door, the early morning light blinding and too harsh.The world feels wrong. Way too bright. Needlessly loud and painfully empty.I wrap my arms around myself, pulling the sleeves of his hoodie farther down over my hands as I walk. The manor looms in the distance, huge and intimidating.Somehow it looks colder than it did before. By the time I push through the heavy front doors, my stomach’s twisted into what feels like a million knots. The house is quiet.A few staff members glance up as I pass, their faces shuttered, carefully blank.Nobody says anything. Nobody meets my eyes, and I can’t say I blame them.Halfway up the main staircase, I hear voices.Is that...Bianca and Enzo?I shouldn’t be listening to a married couples quarrel, but I can’t help it...especially when I hear my name. So, quietly,
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Chapter: SEVENJORDYNThe first thing I register is the faint pull of sunlight against my closed eyelids. And then warmth. A soft blanket tangled around my legs. A pillow that smells unfamiliar, like musk and something darker underneath.My head pounds, a dull ache pulsing behind my temples. My body feels heavy, weighted down by exhaustion, by something I can’t quite put my finger on. I blink slowly, trying to piece together where I am.This isn’t my room.The walls are too dark. The air too cold. The bed way too big.I push myself upright, the blanket slipping off my shoulders, and my heart stutters hard against my ribs. I’m wearing a black hoodie. It’s not mine. It’s too big, swallowing my frame whole.And then I smell it.My mind seems to recognise the scent before I can place it. Dark, warm, faintly woody. Familiar somehow. I breathe it in again, and the memories start to come back in pieces. I remember the pool, the cold water, the way my body gave up. I remember strong arms around me. Cold wat
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