LOGIN“ I watched you grow from a girl into a woman. I watched men try to approach you at school , men I had too…… discouraged from ever speaking your name again” —————————————- The deal was simple:Two families, one alliance.Salvatore Moretti, the cold-blooded to the east coast , was to marry the eldest daughter to the Russo family to end a decade-long blood feud. Sofia Russo is beautiful, elegant , and the perfect mafia bride. But Salvatore doesn’t want Sofia . For five years his camera , his men, and his own eyes have been fixed on Iris, the rebellious younger sister kept in the shadows. He has watched her grow, watched her cry, and destroyed any man who has dared to look at her , all from the darkness. Now, the contract is signed, the wedding is set , and Salvatore is moving into the Russo estate. But as he stands at the altar , he’s not looking at his bride . He’s looking at the bridesmaid… and he decides he’s not leaving without her.
View More[ SALVATORE’S POV ]The moment Iris stepped into the study everything else became noise .Maps. Contract . Old men pretending this was about peace instead of power . I barely heard my father speak . I barely saw Sofia in her white dress , smiling like she’d won something. Iris stood by the window, half- hidden , dressed in black like a sin no one wanted to name . Her pulse gave her away . I could see fear in her throat. Fear , anger , heat . All for me .When the pen slid across the desk , I didn’t reach for it . I let the silence stretched until Lorenzo shifted in his seat. Until he remembered who controlled it, who controlled the room, and the deal. “ The estate is compromised, " I said calmly,” if I can walk your hall unnoticed anyone can. Right Iris?” I asked intentionally , making her uneasy . She needs to know who is in charge. Not Sofia and definitely not her father.Iris's eyes snapped to mine . Fear flashed. She looked at her father, then her sister.“ You were in the lib
[ IRIS’S POV ]The room fell into dead silence .My father’s head snapped towards me , his eyes narrowing with sudden suspicion. Blood drained from my face . My heart is beating loudly against my chest. Salvatore was exposing our meeting , but why? Sofia’s stare burned into my skin . She has asked me . And I had lied. That I hadn’t seen him . That he wasn’t there with me . That I had never come face-to face with the beast wearing human skin.“ You were in the library?” My father’s voice slid over the room like a blade wrapped in gold. “ What did we say about you sneaking off there late at night, Iris?”“ Looking for a book ,” I said , the lie cracking as it left my mouth .” I didn’t see anyone, not the guards , not sir Salvatore.”He turned towards me as soon as the word sir left my mouth . A ghost of a smirk playing at his lips , the kind that makes my nerve flare and blood ache at the same time. His look tells me he would like me to repeat the word sir later , when it’s just the t
[ IRIS’S POV ]I woke the next morning with my bones heavy, lazy ,like sleep never truly reached them . I hadn’t rested . Not after what happened at the library yesterday.Salvatore. Five years . Good five years of watching me without my knowledge. Chasing men away, friends, strangers , even the ones I wanted gone myself. And the way he spoke of owning me sent a cold shock racing through my nerves. like I belong to him. How can a man be so crude….and so devastatingly hot at the same time?Claiming one woman while preparing to marry another . Only an insane man would attempt something like that . And unfortunately, that man was right here in the estate with me .I just wanted today’s alliance to go smoothly. Quickly. So I could return to my life, where no one noticed me . Where I was invisible by choice. “ Iris, are you there? Can I come in?”I tossed the duvet aside and bolted upright . My gaze flew to the clock on the wall , and I released a breath I hadn’t realized I was holding .
[ SALVATORE'S POV ] I wanted her to say she's not mine. To say she doesn't belong to me. But she didn't. I leaned down , my face so close to hers that our noses almost touched .” I know everything about you .Iris . I know you hate the taste of champagne but liked tea. I know you sneaked out to the garden at 2:00 AM when you couldn't sleep. And in the afternoon when you're bored .I know you have a birthmark shaped like a star in the small on your back.” “ From the trees . Through the lens of my camera . From the back of the cars you never noticed. “I confessed. “ I watched you grow from a girl into a woman. I watched men try to approach you at school , men I had too ….. discouraged from ever speaking your name again.” I added and I watched her eyes grow into a realization. “ you’re insane ,” She whispered. “ I am obsessed,” I corrected, my hand moving from her hair to her throat , My thumb resting over her thudding pulse . I wasn’t squeezing, but the threat was there .” T






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