LOGINNext to Aunt Alessia stands her daughter, Cristiana. Her face is adorned with an honest smile, but her eyes are giving away more than she wants them to reveal. I know what her problem is and that she’s hoping for me to solve that problem for her. And maybe I will. Even though I know it wouldn’t be a
Xavier might be self-sufficient to protect her, but I’m more ruthless. The fear of going against me has a stronger effect on people who hold a love for their lives and wives and children. And I wouldn’t hesitate to use that fear to keep my family out of danger. Xavier might be an asshole, but he’s s
“My world is a less scary place with you in it, baby. I will kiss you a thousand times every day if that’s what it takes to keep you in love with me for the rest of our days.” [VLADIMIR] "Do you take Vladimir Perazzo as your lawful husband, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better or
“Do you really?” I tease, although the insinuation makes my nerves tingle. I watch him take a sip before leaning on the railing and chuckling. “Enjoy this time as much as you can, because once we’re done with dinner, I’m not letting you out of my sight, out of my reach, and out of my bed,” moving c
I swallow. “What is it?” Breathlessly, I manage to ask. Grabbing me by my waist, Mir twirls me around and pushes my back against the rail. The cool breeze of the ocean bites my bare back even more. I shiver. But nothing matches the dance of butterflies in my belly. Or the way my bones tickle. When
[ZARINA] “Mir, this is...” I gasp. “Do you like it?” pressing those words into my ear, he grazes his teeth below my lobe. “...gorgeous. It’s gorgeous.” After our deep and long conversation, the previous night, Mir and I woke up with someone causing a ruckus at the door. It was only then it dawne
[ZARINA] There is a new woman in the cell today. She looks old, likely in her mid-forties. Have low shoulder-length hair, salt and pepper whisked in equal portions. She has a long face that fits wonderfully with her tall and lean stature. And eyes so elegantly blue, they make me feel guilty. I can
Xavier simply shook his head, sinking into the comfort of the chair but failing to ease the rage all across his face. Mir hummed softly to himself, taking a slow sip and carelessly leaning back against the wooden counter. As the silence stretched on, he found himself facing the window, watching how
It did not take long for Vladimir’s men to land on the whereabouts of Angela Moretti. Locating her home was even more effortless. And to walk into it, nothing but a piece of cake. Vladimir rigorously instructed Vector to ask his men to wait and keep an eye outside and cautioned him to stay in hidin
For the first time in his life, Mir felt hesitant to step into his own house. As soon as the cars pulled up at the Perazzo mansion, Xavier sprinted out without turning back. He probably hoped for Mir to follow or catch up. But little did he know that Vladimir, the boss, was not even competent in sum







