Novels by Alexis389

The storm hit hard that evening. Rain poured down, thunder rumbling in the distance. I slipped out of the mansion through the kitchen entrance with my hood up, moving quickly toward the garden. Killian was already there, waiting under the cover of the trees. His clothes were soaked, hair plastered to his head, His eyes were dark with hurt and anger. He grabbed my arm as soon as I reached him, pulling me deeper into the garden. “You told your father you’d marry anyone else? Even a capo? You’re giving up on us?” The rain soaked us both. I pushed back against him, voice rising over the storm. “It was to buy time! To protect you from Father’s suspicion. I don’t want anyone else. Only you. It was a desperate move. To keep our secret safe. To keep you alive.” He pinned me against the brick wall of the garden shed, the rain kept pouring over us as his body pressed into mine. “You think that makes it better? Hearing you offer yourself to another man? Even to save me? It felt like you were

Dante stepped in fast. “Father, stop. Killian was just performing his duty as a guard. He’s sworn to protect Alessia. He acted on instinct. Nothing more.” The words were a cover up. Dante’s voice was steady, but I saw the unease in his eyes. He was buying us time. Saving Killian’s life. The room quieted slightly. Father lowered his hand, but the rage stayed in his eyes. Lorenzo Valenti looked at Killian with narrow eyes. He clearly sensed something was off. The “guard” was more than he seemed especially with the way Killian had moved to protect me. The tension between us was obvious to anyone paying attention. Lorenzo’s gaze lingered on Killian for a while longer. The night dragged on in heavy silence. The engagement announcement was ruined. Everyone around us whispered while Bianca just quietly watched everything that was happening before her eyes. Father was furious even as Dante tried to smooth things over. At the end of the night, Lorenzo pulled me aside for a moment. His hand

Today was a day I wished would never come. The gala for the official engagement announcement. The mansion's ballroom was decorated with flowers and crystal, music playing softly in the background. The Valenti family arrived in a show of power with black cars lining the driveway, guards everywhere. Lorenzo Valenti walked in like he already owned me. He was dressed in a sharp suit with a dangerous smile on his face whilst his eyes were on me the whole time. Father greeted them with open arms. The alliance was sealed in his mind. I stood beside him in a modest but elegant dress. I was trying to keep my face calm. But inside, I was screaming. Lorenzo took my hand immediately, kissing the back of it. His lips lingered. His thumb stroked my skin. “Alessia. You look beautiful. I’m looking forward to our future together.” I forced a small smile. “Thank you.” He stayed close the whole night. Too close. His hand on my lower back as we moved through the room. His fingers brushing my arm when

Bianca was everywhere. Cornering Killian every chance she got. I don't know if she's doing it to test us or just enjoying her time with Killian but the jealousy of seeing her so close to him and not being able to do anything pushed me pass my limit. I couldn’t take it anymore. That night, when the mansion was quiet, I slipped out of my room. I moved silently through the halls toward Killian’s quarters. My jealousy turned into need. I was going to remind him exactly who he belonged to. I pushed open the door to his bathroom. The shower was running. Steam filled the small space. Killian stood under the water, back to me, water running over his scarred, inked body. He turned when he heard the door, grey eyes widening. “Alessia, we can’t.....” I stepped into the shower fully clothed, pushing him against the tiled wall before he could finish. The hot water soaked my nightdress instantly, making the thin material cling to my breasts and hips. I kissed him hard, desperate, hands sliding

Bianca’s return turned the mansion into a battlefield of old wounds and new ones. She moved through the halls like she still owned them, bitter and sharp with every word. Her eyes missed nothing. She saw the way I avoided Killian’s gaze. The way he stood a little too still when I entered a room. In the afternoon, she cornered me in the library 3 days after her arrival. “You’re different, little sister. There’s a glow under all that tension. And the way Killian looks at you when he thinks no one’s watching… interesting.” I kept my face neutral, flipping through a book on the shelf. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. Things have been stressful with the engagement.” Bianca laughed softly, leaning against the shelf. “Stressful. Sure. I chose to run six years ago because I saw what this family does to its daughters. Don’t make the same mistake I almost did. But tell me, is it Killian? The Shadow? He’s always had a certain vibe to him. But he's a dangerous combination for a girl li

I was in the main hall when the sound of tires on gravel caught everyone’s attention. A black SUV pulled into the driveway. Guards tensed with their hands near their weapons. The door opened and a woman stepped out. Bianca. My sister who had run away six years ago. She looked much older, with the same dark hair and honey eyes as mine but with a hardness in her face that came from living on the outside. She wore a simple black dress, sunglasses pushed up on her head, a small bag over her shoulder. The guards lowered their weapons when they recognized her. The whole family gathered quickly. Father stood at the top of the steps, face unreadable. Dante, Marco, and Enzo flanked him. I stood a few steps behind, heart racing. Killian was there too, standing guard as always, but I could feel his presence. Bianca walked up the steps, looking at all of us with a bitter smile. “I heard there was a wedding. I couldn’t miss the chance to see the princess sold off.” The words landed like a bom