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] “How about James?” I asked, my head tilting against the metal bars as I awaited the response of the only people who could hear me. In the beginning, the guards positioned outside our cells bothered us so much that we could barely say anything to each other. Their stony faces frightened us
Vladimir—no matter how many times he tried, shook his head or attempted to get his head in the game—failed to stop his mind from racing back to Aurora. His wife, who was supposed to be dead. She was alive. What the fuck? At first, the shock that arrived with this new piece of information felt like
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
“Non che io abbia scelta,” she barked, turning red with pain. [Not that I have a choice.] “How did you know where Zarina was hiding? Even my men failed to locate her.” He asked, something that had been bothering him for a long time. “Your men are pathetic asshat with intelligence lower than a fuc







