. . . AUTHORS’S POV The first light of dawn crept through the gauzy curtains of their bedroom, painting the walls in soft hues of gold and rose. The air was cool, a gentle spring breeze slipping through the cracked window, carrying the faint scent of blooming jasmine from the garden below. The world outside was just waking, but inside, time seemed to pause, wrapped in the quiet intimacy of Luciano and Adeline’s shared sanctuary. Adeline stirred beneath the tangled sheets, her dark hair spilling across the pillow like ink on parchment. Her skin glowed faintly in the morning light, still warm from sleep, and she stretched lazily, a soft hum escaping her lips. She blinked her eyes open, catching sight of Luciano beside her—propped up on one elbow, his gaze already fixed on her with an intensity that made her heart flutter. His dark hair was tousled, his bare chest rising and falling steadily, and a slow, mischievous smile played on his lips. “Morning, beautiful
...ADELINE I stood in front of the small house which was supposed to be my home. I stood there not caring about the rain pouring on me. I was cold and drenched , soaking in water but nothing could be compared to what I was feeling right now. It had been two years since my father passed away. The man I truly loved and the man I was proud of. I was his princess and he was my everything. The best father I could ever imagine. The cool dad I could ever have. It was already late night and I wanted to spend this away alone. I did not want anyone to interrupt me or come in my memories with my father. I was also aware that my family would be searching for me but I also knew, no one was aware of this place. It was a secret between me and my dad. He gifted me this place on my sixteenth birthday and we would always come here on my every birthday till last year. I took a deep breath and walked towards the front door. Unlocking it with my fingerprint, I stepped inside as the whole house li
...ADELINE I could feel his intense dangerous gaze on me making me tremble in shame and fear. My hand reached out and grabbed the duvets and pulled them covering my body. He stood there with no expression but darkness radiated from his aura. I was so ashamed caught like this that I could not lift my gaze to look at him. My heart was pounding in my chest like a drum. My face was flushed and I tried to cover my body not wanting any inch to be seen. Suddenly, I felt him walking towards me and I closed my eyes ready to get the worst scolding and embarrassment. “ w-why are you-you here? “The words escaped my lips as soon as I felt him next to the bed. I slowly opened my eyes and noticed his fists clenched tightly making me close my eyes once again tightly. I was scared of the reaction and I couldn’t not predict anything either. “ I-I am s-sorry- I just- ““ do you have any idea how worried everyone is? “I opened my eyes and slowly looked up at him and now I could see very clearl
...LUCIANO The fuck did I just do. I cursed at myself as I looked at the fragile figure passed out from exhaustion. Her dark brown naturally wavy long hairs sticking to her body like a piece of art. Her chest heaved up and down and my eyes travelled from her neck to the perfect size of those mountains and the erect nipples wanting to be pinched so badly. I clenched my fists as my eyes dropped to her waist and the curve of her hips making me want to take her right now but I had to control. She was my late best friend’s daughter who was only nineteen and I was twice the age of hers. I was her uncle. Lastly, my eyes dropped to the mess she created in between her legs and I closed my eyes, gulping down the lump formed in my throat. I was Lucian Morelli. A man who was aware of his needs and wants. Who knew when to control himself but at this moment, It was getting hard. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath before feeling my cock twitching inside my pants. I knew she was not i
...ADELINE Luciano’s words roamed in my mind. He had my mind occupied and I couldn’t seem to focus on any other thing. Currently, I was sitting in the backseat of his car, next to him on our way back home.I let out a soft sigh and looked at my hands in my lap and from the corner of my eyes, I watched him. His hand resting on his thigh and my cheeks flushed thinking of where those fingers were last night. I closed my eyes and squeezed my thighs still feeling the tingles in between my thighs and it made me imagine all the dirty things he’d do to me with just those fingers. Soon, the car ride came to a stop and soon my side of the door was opened. I stepped out and my eyes fell on the person walking towards us. Christian Russo, Luciano’s best friend and his manager, a man who stays with him 24/7. He looked at me as I blinked nervously before stepping aside. I was not a social person and was not good with people of opposite gender. I always felt so intimidated and shy whenever I
. . . LUCIANO “ why do you look so lost ? “ Christian looked at me making me snap out of my thoughts. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. How could I tell him that Adeline had been on my mind since that fucking night. I looked at him not believing myself that I was mind fucking my best friend’s daughter who’s my own niece’s age even a year younger. Fuck me. I rubbed my hand over my face as Christian now sat up, his full attention on me. “ Adeline “ As soon as her name escaped my lips, I could feel my pants tightening making me gulp the lump formed in my throat. She was intoxicating me and just her name got me so hard. I could still feel her warm soft skin against my rough hands. She drove me crazy just by her thoughts and the image of her legs parted and my hand buried made me want to make her scream again. “ something seems out of control “ Christian’s words made me look at him and it was true. My thoughts for Adeline were getting out of control.
. . . ADELINE A gasp escaped my lips as he bent down and his face just inches away from my boobs. My eyes widened slightly and a whimper escaped my lips as I felt his hot breath fanning my hard nipples. “ so pretty “ He whispered in his deep raspy voice making me hold back my moan as I felt his warm mouth caging my sensitive bud. His tongue rolled over my bud making me whimper loudly as my arms unknowingly moved up to his neck and wrap around it. “ o-ohh fuck- “ I gasped and spread my legs to give him more access to be comfortable on top of me and I felt his hardened bulge against my clothed pussy making me grind my hips for some friction. He sucked, licked and bit my nipples, playing with them making me shiver under him. It all felt too much to handle at once. He suddenly grabbed the waistband of my trouser and pulled them down Getty rid of them instantly. Suddenly, a shriek escaped my lips before I quickly covered my mouth with the back of my palm when he p
. . . ADELINE I closed my eyes in frustration and shame. I remembered what me and Luciano did last night but the look on Christian’s face after finding us …… made my heart to thump badly. I did not know what was gonna happen. If he was gonna tell everyone or whatsoever. I closed my eyes and cursed at myself for drinking and losing control when I KNEW I SHOULD NOT HAVE DRUNK. I looked at the time and sighed before quickly making my way towards the bathroom to get ready for the day. . I walked towards the door after adjusting my skirt before making my way downstairs. I swiftly moved towards the huge dining room where everyone was gathered. My heartbeat accelerated and my eyes scanned the room to find one specific person. He was nowhere to be seen. I gulped and watched as Aurora signaled me to join her. I let out a deep sigh and took a step forward when I ……… tripped on my own and gasped. My body leaned forward and I closed my eyes, ready to hug the floor when someon
. . . AUTHORS’S POV The first light of dawn crept through the gauzy curtains of their bedroom, painting the walls in soft hues of gold and rose. The air was cool, a gentle spring breeze slipping through the cracked window, carrying the faint scent of blooming jasmine from the garden below. The world outside was just waking, but inside, time seemed to pause, wrapped in the quiet intimacy of Luciano and Adeline’s shared sanctuary. Adeline stirred beneath the tangled sheets, her dark hair spilling across the pillow like ink on parchment. Her skin glowed faintly in the morning light, still warm from sleep, and she stretched lazily, a soft hum escaping her lips. She blinked her eyes open, catching sight of Luciano beside her—propped up on one elbow, his gaze already fixed on her with an intensity that made her heart flutter. His dark hair was tousled, his bare chest rising and falling steadily, and a slow, mischievous smile played on his lips. “Morning, beautiful
. . . AUTHORS’S POV The grand cathedral was awash with golden light streaming through the stained-glass windows, casting a kaleidoscope of colors across the polished stone floors. Rows of pews were filled with family and friends, their faces beaming with anticipation and joy. The air was thick with the scent of fresh lilies and roses, arranged in lavish bouquets that lined the aisle. At the heart of it all stood Adeline, a vision of breathtaking beauty, though her heart raced with a nervous flutter she couldn’t quite tame. Her wedding gown was a masterpiece—ivory silk cascading over her frame in delicate layers, the bodice adorned with intricate lace that shimmered faintly in the light. A long, gossamer veil trailed behind her, catching the soft breeze that slipped through the open doors. Her dark hair was swept up elegantly, adorned with tiny pearls that glinted like stars. She was stunning, radiant, yet her hands trembled slightly as s
. . . AUTHOR’S POV “Oh my God, Adeline, I knew there was something going on between you two!” Eva nodded vigorously, her hands clasped together. “We all knew, honestly. The tension between you guys was so obvious!” Rose smirked as she leaned in. “And now look at you, pregnant with uncle Luciano’s child! This is huge.” Adeline, still overwhelmed, wiped at her tear-streaked face and tried to catch her breath. “You guys… this isn’t—” “It is happening,” Kiara interrupted with a knowing smile. “And you need to start accepting it.” Alessandra, watching the girls fuss over Adeline, smiled warmly before stepping forward. “Adeline, are you happy?” Her voice was gentle, yet firm. “Because that’s what matters most.” Adeline looked up, her teary eyes meeting Alessandra’s. She hesitated, emotions swirling inside her like a storm. Was she happy? Everything had happened so fast—too fast. She had barely even processed it. But when she thought about it
The dining room had been filled with laughter and warmth just moments ago. Everyone was finally at peace, enjoying a rare moment of normalcy after the chaos that had ruled their lives for so long. But now, all of that had disappeared. Adeline gripped the edges of the sink, her breath coming in short, uneven gasps. Her stomach churned violently, and she barely managed to keep herself upright as another wave of nausea rolled over her. Her hands trembled as she wiped the corner of her mouth, her mind racing at an uncontrollable speed. Pregnant? The thought hit her like a bullet, making her knees weaken beneath her. It couldn’t be. Could it? The signs were all there—the constant fatigue, the sudden cravings, the unusual weight gain, the nausea. She had brushed them off, thinking it was stress or just her body adjusting after everything that had happened. But now… A warm, firm hand landed on her back. “Adeline,” Luciano’s voice was steady, but there was an u
. . . AUTHOR’S POV The evening air was crisp, wrapping around Adeline like an unwelcome reminder of the past. As she stepped out of the sleek black car, her heels clicking softly against the stone pavement, a sickening wave of nausea hit her like a tidal wave. The moment her feet touched the ground, her chest tightened. This place—this very ground—was where Leonardo had screamed his last breath, where Bianca’s body had burned. The memory of that night clawed at her mind, vivid and unforgiving. The scent of smoke and blood seemed to linger in the air, as if the earth itself had absorbed the sins of that night. Her throat constricted, and her stomach twisted violently. Eva, stepping out beside her, immediately noticed. “Are you okay?” she asked, her voice filled with concern. Adeline swallowed, forcing herself to nod. “Yeah. Just… memories.” Eva didn’t press but gently squeezed her hand. Ahead of them, Charles had already made his way inside, his pres
. . . AUTHOR’S POV The warm glow of the vanity lights cast a soft radiance over the room as Adeline applied the final touches of her makeup. She ran her hands down the smooth fabric of her short, form-fitting dress, appreciating how it accentuated her curves in just the right way. The deep color contrasted beautifully with her skin, making her look effortlessly elegant yet subtly seductive. Eva, standing by the mirror adjusting her earrings, turned to look at Adeline and let out an approving hum. “Damn, Adeline, you look stunning.” A small chuckle escaped Adeline’s lips as she twirled slightly, checking her reflection. “You think so?” Eva grinned. “Oh, I know so. If you weren’t my best friend, I’d probably be jealous.” Adeline smirked. “That’s what I like to hear.” Eva walked closer, giving her an exaggerated once-over. “Seriously, though. You’re glowing tonight. Did something happen?” Adeline scoffed, rolling her eyes. “Oh, please. I think i
. . . AUTHOR’S POV The once chaotic mansion had settled into an eerie stillness. A week had passed since that fateful night—the night fire had swallowed their enemies whole. The night that had left them all scarred in ways they had yet to understand. Adeline had barely left her room. She laid curled up in bed, her body wrapped in the warmth of the blankets, but it wasn’t just the blankets that held her. Vladimir refused to let go. The sixteen-year-old clung to her like a lifeline, his arms wrapped tightly around her waist, his head resting against her shoulder as he slept. For the first time in what felt like forever, they had been able to sleep peacefully. No nightmares. No fear. No waking up to the sound of gunfire or the cries of the dying. But peace didn’t mean healing. The wounds were still there—fresh, raw, and bleeding beneath the surface. Luciano had kept his distance from them, knowing they needed time to breathe. He had taken control
. . . AUTHOR’S POV The night was thick with the scent of blood and burning hatred. Leonardo laid merely breathing on the ground, broken beyond repair. His body twitched, spasming in pain, his breath ragged and uneven. Blood pooled beneath him, staining the dirt, soaking into his clothes. But even as his strength faded, his pride remained. Even now, he smirked through the agony. A twisted, delusional smile—one that dared them to do worse. Charles started laughing. A slow, mocking chuckle that sent a chill through the gathered crowd. The men of Luciano’s mafia stood with their heads hung low, not daring to interfere. The women—Alessandra, Angelina, Isabella, Aurora, Kiara, Rose—all watched in silence, their faces a mixture of horror and disbelief. This was not just a punishment. This was an execution. Luciano stood still, his dark eyes empty, watching his brother bleed out like it meant nothing. Adeline felt Eva tremble beside her, her grip tightening
. . . AUTHOR’S POV The scent of blood, sweat, and expensive whiskey lingered, mixing with the heavy bass of the music that still vibrated faintly in the background. The moment had stretched so thin it felt like time itself had paused. Elena’s lifeless body laid on the floor, her once-beautiful face frozen in shock, blood seeping from the bullet wound on her forehead, staining the cold marble beneath her. But no one in the room seemed to mourn her. Charles had his gun raised, his hand steady, his face void of emotion. Leonardo stood unfazed, his lips curling into an amused smirk, his sharp eyes flicking between Charles and Luciano. Adeline stood rooted in place, her heart pounding painfully against her ribs. She had expected bloodshed tonight, but not like this—not this soon, this mercilessly. And then came the revelation. Leonardo’s voice, mocking and unbothered. “Will you kill your own brother for someone else?” A cold shiver raced down Adeline’s spi