LOGINHey everyone,This is the end of Christian and Serena’s story. Thanks for following me on this journey, and please know I’m grateful for all of you.I remember freaking out over reaching 10K views, and somehow we ended up here. (!?) (Hopefully, more to come.)As I’m still new to this publishing styl
“Oh, right.” Stella clapped her hands when the girl finally released a loud cough. “I would like to introduce you to Oscar Morales’ daughter, Aria.” The Morales’ They were new in the city and led by Oscar Morales with the help of his mysterious only daughter, who I had never seen before. Today was
“Out and about.” I sighed, exhausted. “Drunk.” “Where’s your ex-fiancee?” Vince chortled, nudging Beau’s shoulder, and a sigh escaped from my brother’s lips. Not surprisingly, the relationship and engagement between my brother and Isobel didn’t last. All it took for him to break her heart was one
The children ran to their grandma and grabbed her hand. Besides Christian, the kids also listened to their grandma. Who wouldn’t? Cesca could be really scary if she wanted to. “The two of you should hurry as well. We’re all waiting!” “We’ll be there soon. Don’t worry.” Christian nagged his mom, kin
Three Years Later I squeezed the ball gown dress around my body, desperate to see my little bump. Promising to get married within three years while not being pregnant was a stupid thing to do. Especially when I had a husband who was a bit too obsessed with expanding our family as if a three-year-o
“What do you have to say?” I leaned against the railing. Christian reached for something behind his back and showed me a small red box while I was still confused about what was happening. Was he going to propose to me…again? He opened the box, revealing a rose gold diamond ring that suited my tast
“Look at you, so that you can pay attention!” Dario commented after his explanation. I was at the Orlando estate, and we met up again.It wasn’t really that I was paying attention, but I prepared myself for what I was about to do. Should I really look through his office? Was Christian crazy? But the
“Then what can I do? I want to help.” I spoke. I was just as curious as Christian and did not appreciate Dario lying to me. “You can go into his office and find some usual information.”“God, I asked you how I could help—not how I can get killed.” I rolled my eyes. I offered my help because I though
“You look beautiful.” Beau smiled. “I mean, you look like me, so it shouldn’t be that difficult, but you look beautiful.”I looked at my reflection in the mirror one last time and spun around so I could look at the dress. “Christian has good taste. I’ll give him that.”“I guess.” Beau chuckled. “But
“It’s not too late to run away.” Emilio laughed at his own joke, but it didn’t get through to me. It was Siena’s weekly visit at the Lamberti estate, and because Matteo did not want to let me go alone, Emilio joined me this time.I was trying to keep it together, but I couldn’t. I was still terrifie







