LOGINElena’s POVThe morning sun felt warmer than usual, spilling golden light through the bedroom windows. Adrian had left early for an important meeting, but not before placing a sweet handwritten note on the bedside table and pressing a soft kiss on my forehead. I read the note again while making my coffee, a small smile playing on my lips.*"Missed you every second in Italy. Can’t wait to come home to you tonight. Yours, Adrian."*I inhaled the rich aroma of coffee, still carrying the warmth of last night. Having him back home made the entire mansion feel alive again. For the first time in five days, I felt truly at peace.By afternoon, I decided I needed to see Lila. I texted her to meet at our favorite café downtown. To my surprise, she replied within minutes saying she’d be there. I reached first and chose a quiet corner table outside, shaded by a large umbrella, where we could talk freely.Lila arrived fifteen minutes later, looking fresh in a simple white top and jeans, but I cou
Adrian’s POVThe wheels of the private jet touched the New York runway with a gentle thud. Five days in Italy had felt like an eternity. The business negotiations went smoothly, alliances were strengthened, and a few loose ends were tied up permanently — the way only a Don could handle them. But no matter how important the work was, my mind kept drifting back to her.Elena.As I settled into the back seat of the black SUV, I loosened my tie and stared out at the glittering city lights. I had never been the kind of man who missed someone this badly. Before Elena, absence never bothered me. Now, even a few days away felt like a punishment.I dialed Enzo’s number.He picked up almost immediately. “Adrian. You landed?”“Yeah, just now,” I replied, leaning back against the seat. “How’s everything on your end?”Enzo let out a long breath. “As you already know… Lila asked for complete space. No calls, no visits, no flowers, nothing. I told her I’d wait as long as she needs, and I’m sticking
Enzo’s POVThe leather felt cold and heavy in my palm.I stood in the center of my bedroom, shirtless, breathing slowly. The city lights outside barely reached the darkness inside me. I gripped the whip tighter, jaw clenched.This pain was long overdue.I swung hard.The first crack of leather against my back sent fire across my skin. I didn’t stop.****Two years ago, Lila was my girlfriend.*We were genuinely happy. She was the only one who saw the man behind the mafia boss — the one who could make me laugh, who could silence the violence in my head. Everything felt right when she was with me.Then Sofia destroyed it all in one night.She drugged me and staged that entire scene. Lila walked in at the exact moment and saw Sofia all over me. The pain and betrayal in her eyes that night still haunted my every waking moment.After that, everything between us fell apart. Misunderstandings kept growing. Lila distanced herself completely. I tried to explain, but she wouldn’t listen. The tr
Enzo’s POVThe line went dead.I stood frozen in the middle of my dimly lit penthouse, phone still clutched tightly in my hand. Lila’s voice kept replaying in my mind — calm, determined, and distant. *"I need space… Real space."*No yelling. No accusations. Just a clear boundary. Somehow that made it hurt even more. She hadn’t shut the door on me forever, but the wall she had put up felt colder than outright rejection. I ran a hand through my hair and let out a long, heavy breath.I couldn’t sit still. Before my thoughts could drown me, I dialed Adrian.He picked up on the third ring. “Enzo. You good?”“Not really,” I admitted, walking toward the floor-to-ceiling windows. The city lights stretched out below like a sea of stars. “I just got off the phone with Lila. She asked for complete space — no calls, no flowers, no surprise visits. Nothing. She wants time to think everything through.”Adrian stayed quiet for a moment, then sighed. “You agreed?”“Of course I did. What choice did
Lila’s POVI finally reached home after dropping Elena back. The mansion felt unusually quiet today. I changed into comfortable clothes, made myself a strong cup of coffee, and sat down at my desk. For the next three hours, I finished all my pending work — replying to emails, checking reports, and clearing every single task that had piled up. Only when my mind was completely free did I pick up my phone.It was time.I dialed Enzo’s number. My heart beat faster with every ring. He answered on the second ring.“Lila?” His voice was deep, warm, and filled with hope.I took a deep breath. “Enzo… I thought about everything you said. About Sofia, that night, and all your apologies.”There was silence on the other side. I continued before he could speak.“I need space. Real space. No more flowers, no surprise visits, no calls every day, nothing. I need time to think clearly without any pressure. If what you’re saying is true, then prove it by respecting what I’m asking right now.”A few sec
Elena’s POVI stared at Lila, my arms still crossed tightly over my chest. The ropes were gone, but the anger in my body hadn’t faded even a little.“You met Enzo,” I repeated flatly. “That’s what this whole kidnapping drama is about?”Lila nodded, looking exhausted. She pulled a chair closer and sat down in front of me, her hands clasped tightly in her lap.“I didn’t plan to do it like this,” she said quietly. “But I needed to talk to you alone.”I raised an eyebrow. “So you had me tied to a chair? Really classy, Lila.”Lila winced, then gave a small, sheepish smile. “Oh come on… it’s just me playing with you. You also did it first, remember? Now forget that thing.”I narrowed my eyes but let it go for now.Lila took a deep breath and started talking.“I ran into him two weeks ago. Completely by accident. I was at a café in the city, and he just… appeared. He looked different. Tired. Broken, almost. He begged me to sit down and hear him out. I almost walked away, but something in h
Adrian's POV I bolted from the study like a man on fire with my heart hammering against my ribs as that faint sob cut through the penthouse silence sharper than any blade. Every muscle in my body coiled tight because I was expecting the worst after Marcus's intel on Viktor but as I shoved the
Elena's POVSunlight poured through the penthouse windows like liquid gold, waking me tangled in sheets that still carried Adrian's scent. His arm draped heavy and possessive over my waist as he stirred beside me, pressing a lazy kiss to my shoulder that sent warm ripples through my skin. "Mornin
Adrian's POV The elevator doors hissed shut behind us, sealing out Alex's pathetic snarls. And the echo of his heels scraping concrete as Marco hauled him off into the night. But that fucker's wild eyes and slimy desperation clung to my skull like tar. How dare he slink back into Elena's
Adrian~ "This isn't done. You'll both pay." My jaw clenched hard reading Alex's stupid threat over her shoulder, anger burning hot in my chest because that prick thought he could scare us after hurting her first. The headlights in the rearview got brighter closing in fast some idiot tailing us thr







