Novels by Queen Esther

Jamie had always imagined Italy differently. Sun-drenched beaches, quiet cafes, historical streets… yes. But nightlife? Clubs pulsing with music, lights flashing like a storm across the dance floor? That was something he hadn’t fully envisioned. Until now.“I’ve been dying to go to a club here,” Jamie admitted, voice rising above the ambient hum of the car engine. His greenish eyes sparkled, freckles standing out against the warm glow of streetlights. “And you promised, Matteo. Tonight’s the night.”Matteo, ever calm, ever measured, smirked from the driver’s seat, dark sunglasses reflecting the city lights. “I know. And I intend to deliver.”Jamie grinned, bouncing slightly in the seat. “I trust you. Just don’t… you know, embarrass me.”Matteo’s lips twitched upward in the faintest smirk. “I think I should be the one telling you that.”The club was hidden behind an unmarked door along a narrow Sicilian street, illuminated by faint neon lights. As they entered, the bass hit Jamie like

The late afternoon sun spilled over the Sicilian coast, casting warm light across the a sleek black car. As Matteo’s car cut sharply down the winding road, black and silent. His jaw was tight, dark eyes hidden behind sunglasses, fingers drumming lightly on the steering wheel.Jamie had been dropped off at the mansion just moments ago, his cheeks still flushed from laughter and adrenaline, oblivious to the storm brewing in Matteo’s mind.Matteo’s teeth clenched. How dare anyone try to lay a hand on him. The thought was sharp, cold, and immediate. The amusement park, the teasing, the fun—it was supposed to be controlled, enjoyable. Yet someone had tried to hurt Jamie. A junkie. A fool.He arrived at a secluded villa on the outskirts of town, where the man had been held by his discreet operatives. The junkie was tied to a chair, shaking, eyes darting, realizing immediately the man entering was not one to joke with.“Who sent you?” Matteo’s voice was low, controlled—but every word was a b

The sunlight was bright, warm, and almost intoxicating as Jamie and Matteo stepped out of the sleek black car onto the cobblestone entrance of the amusement park. The air was thick with the smell of popcorn, cotton candy, and sunblock. Children’s laughter and the distant roar of roller coasters filled the space.Jamie’s sneakers squeaked against the pavement as he spun around, soaking in the scene. “This is insane,” he said, eyes wide. “I haven’t been to an amusement park in… forever.”Matteo followed calmly, sunglasses shading his dark, sharp eyes. Every so often, he’d tilt his head slightly, scanning the crowd, subtle and deliberate, posture rigid despite the casual tee and jeans he wore. Jamie noticed, curiosity piqued.“You’re… very watchful,” Jamie said casually as they walked past a carousel. “Is that… normal for you?”Matteo’s lips curved into the smallest smirk. “Always.” His voice was smooth, measured, teasing but dangerous in tone. “You never know what’s going to happen. Or

“ How dare you make such a decision without even asking me?” Lucas whisper yelled at Jamie.Although they were alone he didn't want anyone hearing them.“ We dont even know anything about them!” Lucas continued.“umm.. yes we do. We know they are the owners of Unflix! Where would we get the chance to meet people like them again?” Jamie was also angry. He wondered why Lucas wanted to pass up such a huge opportunity like this. He wasn't going to let him.Lucas groaned. “ Havent you watched any movies about billionaires? They eat people!”The stared at each other for a moment before bursting into laughter.“ I did this for us okay? We don't have to spend any more money on this vacation and live in a mansion. For free!” Jamie continued.“ And you think theres no catch?” Lucas asked in a small voice.Jamie shrugged. “ Well I think Enzo likes...you.”“ WHAT?” Lucas voice rang out. His blue eyes wide and his mouth agap.“ I mean only a fool wouldnt see it from the way he looks at you.”“ We

Jamie woke up on clouds. After using the well equipped bathroom and looking through the massive closet for a shirt that could fit him he went to look for Lucas. Luckily he didn't have to go far.Lucas sat on the edge of the plush sofa, ankle elevated on a cushion, pale against the deep green fabric. His stormy blue eyes followed Jamie as his friend paced into room, he had been doing this for the past hour. This was the longest time he had seen Jamie not talking.The sprain had immobilized him for at least five days—maybe a week—leaving him dependent, frustrated, and more aware than ever of how impulsive Jamie could be. He stared at the bandage that was wrapped tightly around his ankle by Enzo.“So when are we leaving, we cant just take advantage of their hospitality” Lucas didn't add that they felt dangerous. He left it unsaid hanging over the air.Jamie sighed loudly running his hand across his face. “ We cant leave yet... Matteo said he wanted to speak with us. I guess they think

Jamie’s walked meekly behind Matteos. His back was so broad and he could probably snap him if half if he tried. The mansion was enormous, impossibly silent except for the distant hum of some unseen appliance. Moonlight rays streamed through the towering windows, dust motes floating lazily in the rays. Every surface was pristine, gleaming, too perfect. It made Jamie feel… small.Matteo walked without looking back, like he expected Jamie to follow, the quiet control in his movements impossible to ignore. Even in his casual motion, there was a precision that made Jamie’s chest tighten. His pitch-black hair was neatly combed, the faint shadow of stubble along his jaw lending him a rugged, dangerous appeal. A silver cross glinted at his neck, catching the light with every slight turn of his head.Jamie tugged at the hem of his t-shirt, his usual cheeky grin not gracing the corners of his lips. He tried to match his energy with Matteo’s stillness, but it felt impossible. Every glance Matteo