LOGINI initially planned for a maximum of 25 chapters for the After Story, but I’ve realized that won’t be enough for the plot I have in mind. I’ll be adding a very few extra chapters—nothing major. It was an oversight on my part. I hope you’re still enjoying the story.💕
DAMON’S POVArmed men surrounded us, but I kept my eyes on Antonio.The man beside him smiled. “I was expecting your wife to come alone, based on how she sounded on the phone.”I ignored him, still staring at Antonio.“You,” I said slowly, almost disbelievingly.Antonio gave a small shrug. “I know. You look heartbroken.”Rhys dropped the duffel bags with a loud thud. “Should’ve killed you last night at the party.”Antonio’s mouth curved faintly. “And yet here I am.”My jaw tightened.I remembered the countless nights we spent drinking together with friends and business partners at his club, Eden.The deals, the conversations, and the plans.All bullshit.“You took my children,” I said flatly.Antonio tilted his head. “It wasn’t personal at first.”“At first?” I repeated.He sighed as though I was forcing him to explain something obvious. “You started becoming a problem again. Both of you.”His eyes flicked toward Rhys.“The underworld was finally stabilizing after Rocco died,” he cont
GABRIELLE’S POVI returned to the living area and found Fiorella waiting for me.Only a few armed guards remained near the entrances while staff cleared the barely touched tea and scattered papers from the table.Fear still sat inside me as I slowly lowered myself onto the couch.Fiorella sat beside me. “Do you want me to stay with you?”I didn’t hesitate. “Yes.”She reached for my hand and held it.My gaze stayed fixed on the clock across the room, watching every second pass.Tears burned my eyes again. “I keep thinking about Lila crying on the phone.”Fiorella squeezed my hand slightly.“They won’t harm them because they’re leverage,” she said softly. “They did that to scare you into doing what they want.”A painful ache spread through my chest. “She’s just a child. She must be traumatized right now.”“I know,” she responded. “That’s why you need to pull yourself together, for their sake.”Pain twisted inside my chest.“Be strong,” she said. “Children are more resilient than we give
GABRIELLE’S POVI freshened up while Damon spoke on the phone with the forensic analysts.Fortunately, my calls were always recorded, so they were already searching for anything that could reveal a location.At this point, we were desperate enough to cling to anything.And even when Damon gives them the money, I didn’t trust them to release the girls.Damon stood by the bedroom window with his phone pressed to his ear, his expression unreadable.“Run it again,” he ordered.A brief pause followed.“You hear water?” he asked, turning toward me. “Get back to me.”Then he ended the call.I stepped closer to him. “What is it?”He ran a hand through his hair, frustrated. “They think they hear waves in the background of the call.”“Waves?”He nodded once. “Water too loud to be pipes.”Hope flared inside my chest.That narrowed things down a little.Damon picked up his jacket from the chair and reached for another phone on the table.“I went through the camera footage from the hotel, but thei
GABRIELLE’S POV My fingers tightened around the photo. Every trace of exhaustion and sadness vanished instantly. I grabbed the note again and stared at the number beneath the message, my heartbeat turning violent. No. No, this was impossible. Aiden was dead. I watched Damon bury him. Which meant this had to be someone else—or one of his associates. Cold fear crawled up my spine as I looked back at the photo. Lila looked terrified. Aria was crying in Susan’s arms while one of the masked men held a gun against Susan’s head. My children. I couldn’t breathe. Aiden’s mother was beside them, her face streaked with tears. “No,” I said, shaking my head. “This can’t be real.” I looked instinctively toward the bedroom door, my thoughts racing. Damon. I needed Damon. I turned quickly to leave the room, and on my way down, I dialed the number. They answered on the first ring. I lifted the phone to my ear. “Who is this?” A male voice came through. “You called me. Don’t you thi
GABRIELLE’S POVThe sudden emptiness almost brought tears to my eyes.The only sound filling the grave was my uneven breathing.My body felt weak as I slowly pushed myself upright and tried to steady my breath.Damon stood silently in the corner, buckling his pants.The distance between us felt like something I couldn’t close.I stared at his back before taking a step toward him on shaky legs.Dirt clung to my knees and the lower part of my lingerie, but I barely noticed.“Damon…”He didn’t answer immediately.He finished adjusting his belt before lifting his eyes to mine, the darkness in his expression making my chest tighten.I swallowed hard and stopped in front of him. “Are you still mad at me?”“Yes,” he answered bluntly.My eyes burned instantly.Damon noticed it and exhaled like he was already regretting the answer.“I’m trying not to be,” he added, his voice rougher now. “But you reopened wounds I have spent years trying to forget.”That broke me completely.A shaky breath lef
GABRIELLE’S POV[CONTENT WARNING: Dark themes, explicit sexual content, BDSM dynamics, overstimulation, rough sex, spanking, toxic relationship dynamics.]Damon kept eating me out until my clit felt overstimulated and I had come more than thrice.Not once did he lift his head.I wondered how he was breathing, or if he was even breathing at all.I came again for the fourth or fifth time. I honestly was not counting anymore.My body convulsed on the edge of my release, my core clenching around his tongue as he pushed it deeper inside me.I thought I was going to lose my mind.But he still didn’t stop.Not even when I broke into a sob from too much pleasure.He kept me tethered there, my lower back pressed against the grave wall until tears streaked down my face.“I can’t… take anymore,” I cried. “Damon…”I trailed off when he lightly grazed my clit with his teeth.Another orgasm ripped through me violently.Fresh tears streamed down my face. “It’s—so much…”And even as I said that, my b
GABRIELLE’S POV I slept through the whole flight to Italy. When I woke up, we had already landed for almost thirty minutes and Damon was sitting across the bed, watching me. “You’re finally awake, sleepy head,” he said, his voice low. I stretched my arms above my head, the muscles pulling
GABRIELLE’S POV Damon had been melting my heart lately. He was already doing that before but it was way more frequent now. So when those words left his mouth, I didn’t hesitate. I felt his heartbeat race and his breath hitch as I moved my hands slowly up his body. My hands moved from hi
GABRIELLE’S POV The urge to ask the meaning of the words he whispered died when his mouth found mine. Fireworks exploded in my chest and I melted, my knees buckling underneath me. His grip on my waist was the only thing holding me upright. I didn’t know how it happened but somehow, my clo
DAMON’S POV My meeting was long overdue but I kept stalling and pushing it forward to spend more time with my wife. She had no idea how often I thought about her whenever I was away. It consumed me so deeply, like a drug addict waiting for their next fix. Except, I was still functional wi







