LOGINARIELLA Luca laughed as he shook his head. “ It's not that big of a deal. We’ll find another reason, instead of the truth,” he said. “We could say she’s too young. Or that Leon is too… enamoured with her.” I couldn’t help the small smile. “As I told you,” he added, “Luca doesn’t even want her wo
ARIELLA Asher shook his head. “Nothing to be concerned about. Just family drama between him and his sister. You know how siblings can be.” I gave a small, humourless smile. “I wouldn’t know. I never had any.” He looked at me. “You’re lucky. You were an only child.” “I never thought so,” I sai
ARIELLA Leon wouldn’t shut up about Sia. He was telling everyone, at every single moment, as if they hadn’t already heard. Margaret, of course, mentioned she had cooked for Luca and Sia's parents when they visited the Don, but she didn’t know Sia that well. So, during lunch, I turned to Maria. “
ARIELLA “She is Luca’s sister. Sia. She’s really good with kids, apart from her job at the elementary school, she also teaches Sunday school. I won’t say much more, you’ll learn the rest from her. But she’s a nice girl. She used to come to the house with Luca when he visited with his parents.” I n
ARIELLA I leaned slightly against the wall. “I think when he first got here, everything distracted him. The house, the change… everything. But I know eventually that won’t be enough.” Maria nodded. “It’s good you’re giving him something stable.” “Exactly.” She smiled. “Alright. I’ll let you go
ARIELLA We left the dining room and walked toward Asher’s office. “So,” I asked, “what are you doing today?” “I’m going to see Luca at the famiglia house,” he said as he walked behind his desk and picked up a few documents. “To do what?” “To find more details about Yuri and his brother,” he sai
That night, when Asher called, I couldn’t bring myself to pick up. I didn’t want to fall into the same pattern I had before—ignoring him to get him to give me what I wanted. But tonight, I just... couldn’t. When I woke up the next morning, my phone was full of missed calls and messages from him. I
I narrowed my eyes at her. “You seriously expect me to get dressed up for him?” “You are doing that.” “We can’t keep the Don waiting,” I muttered sarcastically. “He won’t be mad when he sees how beautiful you look. When he sees how much effort you made just for him,” she said, her voice laced wit
My chest tightened. Asher. I swallowed hard, trying to relax my stiff shoulders. But I couldn’t. Not after hearing Asher’s name roll so carelessly off Domenico’s tongue. How could you bring Asher into this? I wanted to scream. How could he be okay with any of this? Domenico cleared his throat, c
Asher brought his tip to my opening and pushed in a bit. I clenched at the intrusion, even as my body begged for more. Watching me, Asher licked his thumb and pressed it down on my clit, beginning to draw small circles as he began to thrust into me with shallow, gentle thrusts. Round and round his







