LOGINI saved a stranger. Now, I belong to him. Luna thought she was doing the right thing when she helped the wounded man whom she stumbled into on her way going back home from work in the dead of night. She never expected to wake up in his world-trapped, claimed, and bound to a man who doesn't take no for an answer. Hardin DeVante is a kingpin in the business world, a man whose power extends far beyond boardrooms and balance sheets. He's ruthless, calculated, and dangerously captivating. And now, he's decided Luna will be his wife. She wants to fight. He wants to break her. But in the game of power and possession, will she escape... or will she surrender to the man who holds her fate in his hands?
View MoreEpilogue Luna“Alice, calm down. It’s just a cake,” I said, stifling a laugh as I adjusted the small white rose pinned to my shirt pocket.Her voice on the other end of the line crackled with panic. “It’s not just a cake, Luna. It’s the cake. The centerpiece of the entire table. The one people will stand around awkwardly to take photos while pretending not to notice the crooked layer if anything goes wrong!”I smiled, pulling the curtains back in my office and watching as the last of the garden lights were being strung outside. “It won’t go wrong. It’s Vincent’s bakery. If they mess this up, Hardin will probably buy the entire street.”That made her snort. “You’re not wrong.”I hung up after calming her down and stood there for a moment, soaking in the quietness of the hospice. It had become more than a workplace. It was home. A sanctuary. And now, it was going to be the place where I’d marry the man who turned my entire world upside down—then rebuilt it with steady, calloused hands
HardinI sat in front of him. Every part of me wanted to stand up and walk out, but I didn’t. Not because I was suddenly ready for this. Not because I wanted to bond.But because Luna—my Luna—had fought like hell to make this moment happen. And I’d be a damn fool to throw her effort away.Her words still rang in my head. “Someone would kill to have that chance with their parents. Someone like me.”It hit me harder than I expected. I’d forgotten. Or maybe I’d never let myself truly think about how Luna had lost both of hers.And yet she still believed in second chances—for me, for him.Vincent had pulled me aside also. He didn’t lecture me. He didn’t even tell me I’d done the wrong thing.He just said, “When time runs out, regret doesn’t knock. It stays.”Now here I was. In front of the man who had disappeared from my life before I could even form a memory of him. He looked older than I imagined. Paler. Weaker. But his eyes… they were mine.He cleared his throat. “I didn’t think you’d
Luna"Where is he?" I muttered under my breath, glancing at my phone screen again.Hardin had told me for the millionth time that he was on his way, but it’s been almost half an hour now. I knew he’d freak out when he gets here—Hardin didn’t like surprises, especially ones that involved anything remotely emotional or vulnerable. But even if he threw a fit, I didn’t care. I had vowed to make things right, and I was going to do that, with everything in me.The phone buzzed again. His name lit up the screen.“My tire got a patch,” he said quickly before I could even speak, his voice rough like he’d been cursing out the entire road. “But I’ll be there soon.”I rolled my eyes, ready to vent, but my gaze landed on the man sitting quietly across the table. He looked… fragile. Hands resting on his lap, eyes darting around the restaurant like he didn’t know what to do with himself. Confused. Afraid. Nervous. And he had every right to feel that way.I swallowed the irritation and smiled instead
LunaIt’s been two days since I sat across from Hardin and showed him the truth I uncovered—the photo, the files, the history of a man he barely remembered but could never truly forget. And even now, standing in the sunlit hospice garden with a clipboard in hand, my mind still drifts back to that moment. To the way his voice cracked when he said he didn’t want to see his father. And the way I nodded… but didn’t really accept it.Because I know Hardin.And I know when he says he doesn’t want to, he really means he doesn’t think he can handle it.I’ve been working extra shifts at the hospice lately, not because I have to, but because it gives me a sense of balance. After the whirlwind of the past few days, I need something grounding. The patients—many of whom are nearing the end of their lives—have this calm acceptance about them. It humbles me. Puts things in perspective.Miss Genevieve, who loves humming old jazz tunes even when she forgets the lyrics, held my hand earlier and told me
HardinWe were back in the city less than twelve hours, and already I was planning to break into a house like some desperate thief. Except this wasn’t just any house. It was Marcello’s father's estate. And the safe we were going after might carry the answers I’ve been chasing my whole damn life.Ma
Luna“Your husband’s father is alive.”I gripped the edge of the counter, knuckles paling. That sentence hadn’t stopped echoing in my head since he said it. I had laughed inside at first—because how could he say something so ridiculous? Hardin’s parents died. Lost before he ever got a real chance
Luna Two days had passed since the press conference.The buzz hadn’t completely died, but it had dulled into background noise. It doesn't make my chest tighten like it did before. Maybe because I was getting used to it. Or maybe because Hardin had made it his mission to protect me from every angle
HardinI took a slow sip of my coffee, letting the bitterness ground me as my eyes flicked to the clock again. Almost nine. Alice had said Luna wouldn’t be long. But she hadn’t told me where she’d gone, and that alone had my nerves wired.I wasn’t used to not knowing where she was. The headache fr


















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