MasukShe was fire—and she knew I was the one already burning.Nico murmured something at her ear. She smiled, then laughed, tipping her head back. Her throat exposed. His hand too close to her spine.She flicked her gaze toward me—barely a glance. Then turned away.My jaw tightened.“Jesus,” Cooper mutte
WESLEY's POVI arrived fashionably late, as expected. A calculated move—enough to rattle Mona and remind the rest of them I only appeared when I damn well pleased. Cooper flanked me in silent formation, his eyes sweeping the grand marble entryway like a soldier entering enemy territory. Technically,
But it wasn’t until I felt the sudden presence at my side that I knew the temperature had dropped.Wesley.He didn’t say a word, but the silence around him roared. He was dressed in his usual sharp lines and shadowed intensity, but something about him now was coiled—tightly held fury barely hidden b
CARA's POVThe zipper hissed softly as I adjusted the back of my dress, smoothing the fabric over my hips. The satin clung like a second skin, emerald green and deliberate—just enough modesty to pass as elegant, just enough curve to command attention. I glanced at my reflection, tilting my chin slig
I stood, calm and controlled.“She’s neither.”Mona’s eyes gleamed as she closed the last of the space between us. She was close enough that I could see the scar near her collarbone—the one she kept visible on purpose.“She should be one or the other,” she whispered. “Soon. Because people are watchi
WESLEY's POVThe hum of the servers was the only sound that didn’t piss me off tonight.I leaned against the edge of the control desk, arms crossed, eyes fixed on the monitors. Grainy footage from every inch of the estate flickered across the wall—shadows passing through halls, staff rotations logge
But not from fear.From something else entirely.************The door slammed behind us.Wesley’s hand was still tangled in mine, his palm hot, trembling. I didn’t know who pushed who first—maybe it didn’t matter—but the second our mouths met, it wasn’t gentle. It wasn’t soft. His lips crashed into
CARA's POVThe door to Wesley’s office slammed against the wall as I burst in. I didn’t care that Cooper stood just outside like a statue. Didn’t care if half the estate heard me.“What the hell is this?” I snapped, shoving my phone toward him. “Why does it say I was ‘cleared’ to go on a garden walk
He laughed, but it quieted quickly. He glanced sideways. “You’ve been pulling away. Since… everything.”I stiffened. “Nothing happened.”“Cara,” he said gently, stepping in front of me, “you look like someone dropped you in the middle of a war zone.”My chest cracked open.“What if they did?” I whis
CARA's POVI didn’t sleep.The wind had changed sometime before dawn—colder, impatient. I sat curled on the balcony, Wesley’s voice looping through my head like a scratched recording. Over and over: Kill every Rizzo at the port. No survivors.I could still hear it. The smooth grit of his Italian. Th







