Mag-log in“I was supposed to marry your sister,” Salvatore said, his eyes never leaving hers. “But every time I pictured my future, it was always you standing beside me.” ~~~ The marriage agreement was meant to bring peace between two powerful mafia families. Salvatore Moretti would marry Sofia Russo, the perfect daughter, the perfect bride, and the perfect choice to unite their empires. Everyone agreed. Everyone except Salvatore. For years, he had been obsessed with the wrong sister. Iris Russo was reckless, stubborn, and impossible to control. She spoke her mind, broke every rule, and constantly found herself in trouble. She was also the only woman Salvatore had ever wanted. While the families planned his wedding to Sofia, Salvatore secretly kept watch over Iris. No man lasted long around her. Dates were canceled. Suitors disappeared. Opportunities vanished overnight. Iris never knew why. Until the day of the wedding. As vows are exchanged and old enemies become allies, hidden secrets begin to surface. And when Salvatore finally reveals the truth, Iris discovers something terrifying: The most dangerous man in the city has loved her for years. And he has no intention of letting her go.
view more[ Mira's POV ]I stood near the edge of the dining room, looking down at the pathetic maid in absolute disdain. The very woman who had just sold out her own biological daughter was now kneeling on the floor, wailing and tearing at her clothes.I rolled my eyes and scoffed quietly, staring at how utterly disgusting she looked. How could a mother betray her own daughter like that? I thought, a sneer twisting my lips. It made my stomach turn.Then, realizing I could turn her on my side, at least if her foolish daughter failed me then the mother should be at least useful. I quickly switched off the cold expression. I smoothed my features into a mask of deep, sympathetic pity and took a few soft steps forward.I knelt down right in front of her, gently taking her trembling, cold hands into mine."Ma’am, please don’t cry," I said, my voice dripping with honeyed sorrow. "I am so, so sorry for the loss of your daughter."The maid wailed even louder at my words, a guttural, ugly sound, with s
[ LILA’S POV ]I lay on my bed, pretending to be fast asleep.Suddenly, I heard the door click. Someone walked into my room. I didn't open my eyes because I already knew exactly who it was. It was Dad.A small part of me felt a rush of satisfaction. I was sure he was here to beg for my forgiveness. Or maybe he had finally come to his senses and realized that lying whore Iris didn't belong here. Maybe he was ready to chase her out of our house for good."Lila, I know you’re awake, sweetheart. Talk to me," he said softly, his voice coming from right beside my bed.I snapped my eyes open and glared up at him, the anger boiling over inside me."No, Dad! Go away!" I shouted, sitting up and pushing his hand away. "You betrayed me! You and Mom betrayed me!""Lila, honey," Dad said softly. He sat down on the edge of my bed.I immediately crossed my arms over my chest and turned my face away, refusing to look at him."We didn’t betray you," he continued, his voice full of pain. "You know how
Elizabeth's POV"So much noise and energy, right, Elizabeth?" Luke said, finally standing up from the couch. He stretched lazily, his movements completely relaxed, like a total bastard.I let out a shaky breath, trying to steady my racing heart. It was just Salvatore and Michael standing in that doorway. Surely, between my son's loyalty and Luke's brute strength, it would be more than enough to shield me and buy me enough time to escape through the back window. I had already lost one child tonight; if my son had to give his life for me too, well... it wouldn't be that bad. As long as I survived to claim the Damascus fortune, it would all be worth it."Boss," Luke called out all of a sudden.Before I could even process the word, Luke dropped heavily onto his knees right in front of Salvatore.Salvatore didn't even look down at him. His dark eyes remained fixed entirely on my son, a slow, terrifying smile spreading across his face—a smile that didn't reach his eyes at all.Boss? Did Luk
[ MIRA’S POV ]"You have two minutes to tell me why you’re here," I said, leaning against the doorframe and crossing my arms.I glared at Iris’s sister, the adopted daughter of the Damascus family. She was lounging across the plush velvet couch in the private room given to me, looking around the space like she owned the place. The sheer, unadulterated arrogance radiating off her was enough to make my blood boil.Lila didn't even blink. Instead, she slowly tilted her head back, looking down her nose at me."And what right do you think you have to talk down on me, Mira Moretti?" she spat, her eyes flashing with pure disgust. "You’re nothing but a pig the Moretti's picked from the slum."I stared at her for a few silent minutes. The room was deathly quiet as her words hung in the air. Then, a chuckle bubbled up my throat, breaking into a loud, hysterical burst of laughter. I laughed so hard that actual tears began staining the corners of my eyes."What did you just call me?" I asked, wip
[ IRIS’S POV ]The air in the room, once thick with a dark, seductive heat, suddenly turned ice-cold. My lungs felt like they were filling with glass. Every protective touch he had given me, every word of "safety" he had whispered, felt like a phantom stain on my skin.I backed away, my heels hitti
[ IRIS’S POV ]I sank onto the edge of the velvet-covered bed and pulled the notebook from my bag. Blank pages. Pencil. It was a small comfort, a tether to the world where I had some control. I began to sketch, not people or landscapes, but the layout of the fortress that I managed to see last nigh
[ IRIS’S POV ] The first thing I felt was the silence. It wasn't the heavy, watchful silence of the Russo estate; it was a vast, mountain silence that made me feel like the only person left on earth. I opened my eyes to find the other side of the massive bed empty, though the imprint of a head on
My sister was adopted, but blood never mattered in our world. She rushed toward me, eyes bright, arm lifted like she meant to throw herself into me. But stopped when she saw the cold look in my gaze.She laughed awkwardly.” Wow, still terrifying I see.”“You shouldn’t be here,” I said.She rolled he












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