Se connecterGABRIELLE’S POVI was so far behind in class that I had to spend the rest of my morning catching up with my online lectures.With everything going on, doing something normal for once felt like a slice of heaven.By noon, I was tired of sitting in one spot and decided to do some light stretches when I spotted Damon outside through the window.He was seated by the pool, wiping down a gun.Not just one.Several of them were spread out on the table beside him, sleek and expensive models that gleamed under the sun.Some were already disassembled, their pieces arranged neatly in front of him.I bit my bottom lip before I could stop myself.He was shirtless, the afternoon sun glinting faintly off the thin sheen of sweat on his skin.Every time his arm moved, the muscles in his shoulders and back flexed.My gaze drifted lower.He was wearing loose black pants that hung a little too low on his waist, the fabric resting dangerously close to his hips.I forgot all about my stretches in that mome
GABRIELLE’S POVIt was obvious Anya wasn’t expecting that response from me by the look on her face.My eyes fell on a document in her hand. “What’s that?”She caught herself quickly, and handed it over to me. “This came in for you over a month ago. I had to hold on to it for safekeeping.”Hesitantly, I took the document from her.The paper felt heavier than it should have.My name was written neatly across the front, and beneath it was the name of a law firm I recognized.It was a divorce paper.My breath caught in my throat.I held on to it with more force than necessary, my fingers tightening around the edges as I opened it.The name at the top sent a chill down my spine.Damon Gravari was the petitioner.My eyes skimmed the page again, slower this time, like maybe I had read it wrong the first time.But the words didn’t change.Dissolution of marriage.I looked up slowly. “Why do you have this?”“For safekeeping,” she answered, unable to hide the excitement in her voice. “You’re we
GABRIELLE’S POVThe look on Damon’s face when I pulled away from him made me regret hitting him.He looked utterly confused.“Why would something happen to me?” he asked.My throat felt tight. “Because your lawyer was here and we spent the entire day signing your trusts in my name.”The confusion cleared from his expression.“I should have said something but I forgot I called him,” he said, pulling me into a hug. “I’m sorry, wife.”Now I felt even worse.A gasp escaped my mouth when he suddenly carried me in his arms bridal style and walked into the house.I wrapped my arms around his neck.“What are you doing?” I asked, trying to hide the smile tugging at my lips.“Taking my wife inside,” he said calmly.“You could have just walked like a normal person.”“I could have,” he replied, “but I missed you.”My cheeks warmed. ”You were gone for only the day.”“It’s still a day too long.”I smiled, and rested my head against his shoulder.The tension that had been sitting in my chest all day
DAMON’S POVBlood.It was splattered across the walls, streaking the floor. Rhys stood in front of it, an axe clutched in his hands.A body was lying face down on the floor.I had expected several things when I received my brother’s call.But nothing prepared me for this.I hesitated at the door.Rhys noticed and turned, revealing more blood across his face and chest. His eyes were wild and unrepentant, yet strangely calm.“Damon,” he said almost cheerfully. “You’re finally here, brother.”I could only stare at him, my mind struggling to reconcile the sight of my brother with the horror behind him.“What have you done?” I finally managed to ask, my voice low and shaking with controlled fury.He lifted the axe slightly and ran a hand through his blood-soaked hair. “I killed someone.““Of course you killed someone,” I snapped, impatience cutting through my shock. “I can fucking see that.”Rhys laughed.“You always overreact. Don’t tell me you’re mad. Mad is boring. This…” He gestured t
GABRIELLE’S POV I woke up the next morning with a smile on my face. Before I could even turn around to look, I knew the bed was empty. Damon told me he had a very busy day today. I rolled onto my back and stared at the ceiling for a moment, stretching lazily as the memories from last night replayed in my mind. Heat crept up my neck. God. If someone had told me a few months ago that Damon Gravari would ask to make love to me, I would have laughed in their face. Yet here we were after everything, and somehow more intimate than we had ever been. My gaze shifted to the bedside table where a small folded note rested beside the lamp. A smile tugged at my lips as I reached for it. Damon might never admit to being the romantic type, but his actions said otherwise. He had developed a habit of leaving me these little messages whenever he had to leave before I woke up. I unfolded the paper. My smile deepened as I read the short message in his neat handwriting. I pla
DAMON’S POVAnger was the first emotion that hit the next morning.Actually, no.For the past few days, anger had been the only thing I could feel most of the time.I hid it well from Gabrielle because being in her presence gave me a sense of calm. With her, there was only peace, love, and warmth.But the moment I was away from her, the anger crept back in—stronger every day.It was becoming increasingly difficult to control after spending the last fifteen years feeling almost nothing at all.Now, it was like something inside me had finally woken up.And it was furious.I saw Father in my sleep every night, laughing and drinking with Rocco while they tore me apart piece by piece.Over and over again, the memories from my past played like a broken record.Oh, there were so many ways to kill Rocco.And I intended to enjoy every single one of them.I exhaled deeply and tried to clear my mind as I got out of bed.Gabrielle was still asleep when I finished getting ready for work.She was c
GABRIELLE’S POV When I left the resort, Damon was still sleeping. I left under the guise of going shopping even though I knew Damon would be pissed if he found out I lied. I had expected the address to be easy to find but it was on a side of town that none of the drivers were willing to g
GABRIELLE’S POV I stirred in my sleep, a moan slipping from my mouth before I could process what was happening. I woke up with Damon’s head between my legs. His tongue lapped me up hungrily, one hand squeezing my breast and it made me almost forget he didn’t come home last night. Almos
GABRIELLE’S POV I sat on the couch, watching the doctor we called treat Rhys injury. Fiorella sat beside him, her arms folded across her chest. The room was so silent you could hear a pin drop. The doctor closed the kit and handed Rhys some drugs “It’s not deep, just a surface wound. If y
GABRIELLE’S POV I think I lost the ability to scream. My mouth parted, and I had gathered air in my lungs, but when I released it, all that came out was a weak, broken sound. I held on tightly to him and even with the air conditioning, our bodies were still slick with sweat against each o







