Dominic POVCome the next morning, Dominic found himself wrestling with a storm of complicated emotions, something he hadn't experienced in a very long time.Alek’s proposal regarding Gianna had lingered stubbornly in his mind all night, along with his conversation afterwards with Aurora. Both had t
He’s done this before, plenty of times in fact, that I know better than to let it slide.“Dominic. Where are you?”Reluctantly, he answers: “Russia.”That has me blinking.Why in the world would he be all the way in—?But then it clicks. The Bratva. The one who helped him kill his father. He must be
Aurora POV“Miss Aurora.” There is a knock at my bedroom door, one of the twin’s voices on the other side of it. When I rise to open it, a phone is shoved in my face. “It’s for you.”I don’t even have to check the caller ID to know exactly who is waiting for me on the other line. It’s clear in Luca’
If she were to ever find out, he would lose her forever. There would be no gaining her trust back after that. He could shower her with gifts, lavish vacations, or whatever else he could manage to put his money towards.None of it would soften her hatred of him if her best friend was sold off like a
Dominic POVDominic stood near the tall windows of the penthouse suite, watching the snowfall drift over Moscow and collect along the tops of the buildings surrounding him.He rolled his shoulders once, then again, still replaying the conversation he had with Alek earlier in his mind. Across the roo
Dominic POVThe wind cut harsh in Moscow.Colder, crueler, much more unforgiving than back in the states.Dominic adjusted the collar of his coat as he stepped out of the black SUV, Romero silently at his side. They were far from home—across oceans and borders, deep in territory most men in their po
Aurora POV“Okay,” I tell her with a firm nod. “Whatever you can get me, I’ll take it.”“Good.” She says, smiling for the first time. “This is excellent. Once you’re out of the picture, Dominic won’t be blinded anymore. He’ll finally see me just like he should’ve been this entire time. But you’re to
“You don’t get to touch my things,” I hiss, stepping between her and my wardrobe. Or… what’s left of it still hanging up.Camilla’s lip curls. “Everything here belongs to the family. Don’t forget whose money you had to spend to get it all.”“Not my fault I’m not allowed to get a job,” I say coldly,
Aurora POVA few days after Dominic and Romero left to go underground, I find myself in the backseat of a car with Gianna next to me as the sound of a loud rap song plays from the speakers, practically rattling the windows.I don’t realize how tightly I’m gripping the edge of my seat until the car t