LOGINLILA POV
I woke up convinced I was dying because my skull throbbed like it had been split open and stitched back together in the wrong way, every heartbeat was sending sharp pressure behind my eyes. The pain wasn’t clean or sharp, it was dense, swelling, as if my brain was pushing against bone that refused to give. I groaned, instantly regretted it.
Nausea surged, violent and sudden. I forced myself to breathe shallowly, counting each breath like it was the only thing anchoring me to consciousness. Too fast and I’d vomit. Too deep and my head would burst.
Cold air brushed my skin and that was wrong.
It was not the clean chill of air conditioning, this was damp, invasive, seeping straight into my bones. Goosebumps raced up my arms and my teeth chattered before I could stop them. I swallowed, my throat burned and my mouth tasted bitter, metallic, foul enough to make my stomach clench again. My tongue felt thick, useless, glued to the roof of my mouth. What did I drink, I wondered.
I squeezed my eyes shut, willing the spinning to slow and the pain to dull. I needed a memory just anything but instead, warmth bloomed and Nikolai came to my mind, his laugh slipped into my mind, low and genuine, the kind that made your chest feel lighter just hearing it. I remembered the way he used to pull me into him when I complained about the cold, always wrapping his coat around the both of us even if it meant he froze. “Stop shivering,” he’d tease, pressing a kiss to my temple. “You’re going to give me a complex.”
Lazy mornings followed sunlight spilling across white sheets, his fingers tracing absent patterns along my arm. The way he looked at me like I was something rare and something worth guarding. “You’re always safe with me, Lila,” he’d murmured once, forehead pressed to mine. “No one will ever hurt you.”
My chest tightened but then the warmth shattered and when I opened my eyes, gray concrete walls loomed over me, there was no sunlight, warmth and definitely no Nikolai here.
Cold dread slid up my spine, settling at the base of my neck. The sheets beneath my fingers were rough and unfamiliar nothing like the silk I slept on at home. This wasn’t my bed, my breath hitched as I looked down.
A thin, yellowed nightgown clung to my body, faded and shapeless, like something pulled from another century. My clothes were gone.
Panic surged, sharp and blinding, someone undressed me and where the hell am I?
“Welcome to Hell”
The words weren’t spoken aloud, they echoed inside my head, paired with a smile I knew far too well and my heart stuttered.
“Nikolai?” I whispered. Hope flared weak and irrational but the smile in my memory wasn’t warm anymore. It was dark, a mechanical hiss cut through the silence and I froze immediately.
A section of the wall slid open with eerie smoothness, revealing a hidden door. Pain twisted through my stomach as I pushed myself upright, my head screaming in protest. I pressed my back to the headboard, heart hammering, then I saw him.
“Nikolai?” The word escaped me again, louder this time, hope still surged despite everything.
He stepped fully into the light and it died.
His eyes were completely black empty of warmth and burning with something cold and ruthless. Nothing like the man I loved. “What’s going on?” I asked, my voice shaking as fear finally overtook confusion.
He approached slowly, holding a box. The light revealed him fully darker hair, shaved at the sides, longer on top. A sharp scar carved down his face. He looked older and harder as if violence had rewritten him. “Hello, Lila,” he said softly.
The sound of his voice sent chills racing down my spine. “What’s going on?” I whispered again.
“First of all,” he said calmly, setting the box on the bed, “let me introduce myself.”
I stared at his outstretched hand. “Why would you introduce yourself? I already know you.”
His lips curved faintly. “You don’t know me, Miss Falcone.”
The title landed wrong and cold, my chest tightened. “You’re the man who broke my heart first,” I said. “You disappeared without a word and now you’ve kidnapped me?”
He stepped closer. “My name is Nico. Nico Moretti and the Nikolai you know was my twin brother.”
The world tilted, “That’s not possible,” I whispered. “Believe me,” he said coolly, “this is no joke.”
Fear spiked as his hand suddenly closed around my neck, pinning me back. I gasped, panic exploding in my chest. “You knew he was a Moretti,” he growled. “How could you not know he had a twin?”
“He told me his name was Romano,” I choked. “Nikolai Romano.”
His grip tightened then loosened. “Romano?” he repeated slowly. For the first time, something flickered across his face. It was not rage but confusion. He stepped back abruptly, dragging a chair closer and sitting down, his eyes never leaving mine.
“I can see your family taught you well,” he said after a pause. I caught it, the hesitation. The way his jaw tightened and the way his gaze sharpened like he was reassessing me.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I sobbed. “Humanity makes us lie to survive.”
“I’m not lying!” Tears streamed down my cheeks. “Why am I here?”
He stood so suddenly the chair skidded across the floor. “You’re here because you couldn’t keep your filthy hands off my brother,” he snarled. “Someone must pay for what was taken from my family.”
My heart slammed violently. “That someone,” he said coldly, “is you.”
“I dont know where he is,” I whispered.
“You killed him and he is now buried,” he said, eyes blazing, “but you sit here pretending to be innocent.”
“What are you saying?” My voice broke. “We buried Nikolai?.”
The words crushed the air from my lungs. “No,” I whispered. “That’s not true.”
He turned and left without another word and the door slammed shut. I slid down the headboard, shaking, my body curling inward as silence swallowed me whole. Nikolai was dead and somehow, I was the one being punished for it.
Lila POVNico has been gone for five days only but It feels like a year.It’s strange without his presence here and I'm on edge but I don't really know why. I'm lonely and bored and the last five days have left me wordless and anxious, I didn't even go out to see Jane and I wondered if she thought I left.Damian doesn't bother me rather he lounges around the house all day, eating apples and listening to music.Today I catch him looking at some of my painting and we haven't really spoken after he asked that question, I refused to answer.I sit down across from him and watch as he studies the painting. "What do you think they mean?"He rolls his eyes and laughs. "How can I know what in your head?"I don't reply because he's a smart ass and I don't know why I even thought to bother with him at all.I stand up but he stops me again. "You slept with him right?.""Who are you talking about?"He pulls up his sleeve and shows off his ink and raises his eyebrows at me like I'm a half-wit."I k
Nico POVI promised to be back soon and we were finally going out today, I know she was excited but I had to deal with something urgently and I can't stand having her only here so I made Damian come down to Paris.He was my first friend and only friend, he is the only person I would trust to look after Lila.I didn't need to call her out of the room because when she hears the door close, she comes on her ownHer face flashes with surprise and then fear when she sees that we have a visitor. Damian smiles at her, munching on an apple between his palms. "Hello, Lila Falcone.""You know my name?" she asks. Her eyes flicker to me and she bites her lip.She was stirring at me and trying to figure out what the fuck is going on with me. "Of course I do," he answers. "My friend Nico here has actually told me so much about you."My cheeks heat, and I want to tell her that's a lie.I have only told he very little about her but he is nosy and this is his way of getting information.I have no doub
Lila POVHe got home around seven o’clock that night and stopped short in the bedroom doorway.I was lying on his bed on my stomach, with my feet in the air and my ankles crossed.Naked, it was bold and it was scary because my palms were sweaty and my heart galloped at an inconsistent pace.I lifted a coy shoulder. “I wasn’t sure if this appointment was casual or black-tie, so I decided to come with a blank canvas.”Walking toward me, he stopped in front of me at the foot of the bed and ran a rough palm across my cheek. If I wasn’t mistaken, the smallest tremor ran through his hand.His voice was soft, but the finest threat wove through. “Somebody is becoming bold.”A thumb brushed my jawline. “My little pet is slowly acting like the queen, she is.”My heart went still. “Would you believe if I told you, I taught of you all day?.”His grip on my face tightened, like he was angry but didn't even know why. “Beauty, you are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen.”His thumb ran down my
Lila POVIt was extremely hot tonight and why did it feel like my blanket weighed more than the usual.I tried to roll over but couldn’t move, gighting through the heavy confusion and unconsciousness, I realized what was holding me down.There was a man in my room and in my bed soon panic bled into my veins, and my eyes shot open. But then I heard his voice “Go back to sleep, beauty.”I had a dream about my college life and I slowly coming back to my life now as Nico woman.My heart began to beat again. “Oh, my gosh,” I breathed heavily in relief. “I thought you were a serial killer.”A low chuckle came from him. “Not too far off.”The heavy blanket was only his arm around me, and the heat that was all him, pressed up against me. There was no single sunlight coming through the window, but the room was still lit and he actually left the bathroom door open and the light on, like I did every night ever since we confess our love to each other and the thoughtfulness made my heart feel heav
Nico POV“I'm done handling the guys and Mike is your problem now.”“Why?”“Because I don’t want him messing up again.”My gaze coasted over the bed wild, dark hair, smooth olive skin and twisted sheets. Lila slept on her stomach, both hands beneath her pillow. My chest felt heavy while I looked at her soft expression. I wanted to capture that look in a bottle and take it with me everywhere.Maybe then, I’d feel like I had some control over it. “The weapons?” Damian asked.It has been settled for now but you know Mike is a snake, you can never trust him fully but we need to manage him for now until we get a better option.My mind drifted back to the morning and I remembered her agreeing to follow that India woman without asking me first and I wondered what tomorrow will play out like.?Another reason I’d lost my cool was when I found her laughing with Oliver who had his hand in her hair, I heard he was the yoga instructor and I hated him already.How could I say every strand was mine
Lila POV“I love your hair, beauty and It’s the first part of you I saw when I held you hostage in that room and when you looked at the camera, I couldn't believe the fire I saw the flaming in your beautiful eyes.The first woman I wanted to look at me was too loving my twin brother and hating on me.That was when I started to hate him and I still do, even though he is dead” his voice roughened with a slight accent.“Because he got that look from you, and never have.”I still couldn't understand how he had never been in a relationship previously, there are definitely things about Nico Moretti that I didn't know about and this trip is going to be a perfect avenue to uncover many things, suddenly my mind wandered back to Matteo.Nico has mentioned him again and I wondered if he was died, I didn't want to ask Mirabel about it because she might not know about it and stranger I'm finding myself drifting into anxiety.Then my mind went back to Nico, I'm loving the new sides of him I get to
NICO POVStaring at my reflection in the mirror, I couldn't help but think of my brother. It was kind of impossible not to since it was his damn face staring back at me. I couldn't stop wondering what his motive was for dating lila and not telling me about it, not telling anyone for that matter. Wa
Nico POVCarefully, gently, I placed the golden collar around her neck, clasping it at the back.I leaned in and inhaled long and deep, allowing her essence to fill me. “Do you have any idea what it does to me seeing you wear my collar?”I moved around the bed to stand in front of her and allowed m
Lila POVAs we walked down the hall, I couldn’t help but wonder what Nico meant by saying he knew exactly what I needed. It wasn’t the first time he said it, but I’d been under the impression he meant it sexually. That he knew what I needed when it came to sex. But after he said it again this morni
Nico POVI regretted nothing. Life was just too fucking short to regret the decisions I’d made in the past. And now, while I had my cock buried deep inside the woman that had ultimately changed my life forever, I knew that for as long as I had her, I would never regret a damn thing.I would never r







