LOGIN“Oh, aquí vamos de nuevo.” Ma’s voice cracked as she sobbed. “No tienes la edad suficiente para saber ciertas cosas…” Translation: "Oh, here we go again." Ma's voice cracked as she sobbed. "You're not old enough to know certain things. I don't want to talk... I suffered, okay? Promise me you won't tell your dad." “¿Cuál de ellos?” I asked. = “Which of them?” I asked. Ma sobbed even harder. “Lo siento, hijo mío....” Translation: Ma sobbed even harder. "I'm sorry, my son. I failed you. Just... forgive me." She pulled me into her arms. “Eres todo lo que me queda en este mundo, mi precioso chico. Ese hombre... es cruel. Aléjate de esa familia, por favor.” Translation:"You are everything I have left in this world, my precious boy. That man... is cruel. Stay away from that family, please."
FIORELLA’S POV “Would you love me if I were a worm?” I rested my head on Rhys’s chest and scooted closer to him. Rhys smiled and wrapped his arm around me. “Yes. And I’d be a worm too. I’d save you from the birds who’d want to eat you.” I laughed, even though my chest felt tight. ‘Would you sti
RHYS’S POV “We have El Pirata’s exact location,” Vani said. “Should we go in or hold off for now?” I checked my watch. “I still have a few minutes before my flight. Keep him surrounded and wait for my word.” “Yes, Don.” I ended the call. The staff carried the last piece of wood and any other o
FIORELLA’S POV I was Wildfire. I thought he’d mistaken me for someone else the other night, but that wasn’t the case. There were only two recordings of him speaking to the same woman, Dr. Evelyn, yet they told me everything I needed to know. Rhys was a dopamine addict, or he used to be. He’d
FIORELLA’S POV “I’ll be around if you need me, Donna,” Mariah said and left. Celeste opened her mouth to speak. I held up my hand. “If you’re here for what I suspect, save it. I told you I’m not doing this other-woman drama with you.” She stepped closer. “I share your sentiment, Donna, but I d
RHYS’S POV A sigh of relief left me when I saw her photo. I returned my attention to the files in front of me and continued reading through the list of her previous boyfriends and dates. And I wasn’t even on it. Me. Me! The rage coursing through me was overwhelming. It would make me a hypo
FIORELLA’S POV I looked between them. Celeste had a different hairstyle, and as relieved as I was that she wasn’t looking like my doppelgänger today, the expression on her face worried me. She gave me a blank stare before bowing. “Greetings, Donna.” “Buon pomeriggio.” Rosella bowed too. “It’s gr







