LOGINAurora’s POV..It’s been two weeks already.Approximately fourteen days. Three hundred and thirty-six hours. Not that I was counting.Okay maybe I had counted once or twice. Or every single day since Julian left.But that didn’t matter because I was moving on now, at least that was what I kept telling myself.Every morning when I woke up and every morning when I went to work.Every morning I reminded myself that Julian Hawthorne was gone and he didn’t care so I shouldn’t care either.And if my chest hurt every time I thought about it?Well.That was my problem not his.I wiped down another table and sighed. The diner was nearly empty now only one customer remained.An old man in the corner who came every Thursday night.He was currently taking a cup of coffee while reading a newspaper. The clock above the counter read 10:43 PM.Almost closing time.Thank God, my feet were killing me. The diner had been busy all day.I tucked a loose strand of hair behind my ear and continued cleaning
Julian’s POVI hated the Brotherhood meetings.I hated them because every time fourteen of the most powerful people in different countries gathered around this table, someone inevitably decided they knew what was best for my life.Tonight was proving exactly why. The meeting hall occupied the top floor of an old mansion overlooking Paris.A long black table was in the center of the room with fourteen seats for fourteen members.Fourteen people who could ruin countries if they felt motivated enough.And unfortunately, I was one of them.I sat at the head of the table while the others gradually took their seats.To my right sat Lucien Laurent, my oldest ally and one of the few people in the Brotherhood I genuinely trusted.Next to him was Matteo Ricci, an Italian businessman with a permanent smirk and a talent for making enemies.Beside Matteo sat Dante Moretti, another Italian who looked like he’d rather be committing murder than attending meetings, he looked like a hulk in his suit.A
Julian’s POVI looked out my window of my private jet as I took a sip of my drink.The city below had long disappeared.Miles of ocean and clouds stretched beneath us.Normally I enjoyed flying, it gave me time to think.Today I wished I could stop thinking.Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Aurora with thsoe tears and her breaking voice.My lips were a little sore form where she had bit me, I chuckled.How viscious.Maybe I had.I loosened my tie and leaned back. The cabin was silent except for the low hum of the engines.Across from me sat two of my men, they were stiff and pretending not to notice my mood which was smart of them cause I wasn’t in thr mood for idle talks.My phone remained in my hand.A stupid habit.I kept expecting a message that wasn’t coming, Aurora hated me now that was the point.So why did it feel like I’d lost something important?The aircraft began its descent and one of my men looked up.“We’ll be landing soon, Capo.”I nodded.The title still sounded str
Aurora’s POV…“You have to leave.” Julian said and my eyes widenedAt first, I genuinely thought I’d heard Julian wrong.There were still police officers moving through the mansion.Paramedics were carrying the bodies outside and broken glass covered the marble floor. The entire house looked like a war zone.My hands were still shaking from having a gun pressed against my head less than a minute ago.So maybe I was confused or exhausted.Maybe the adrenaline hadn’t left my system yet.Because there was absolutely no way Julian Hawthorne had just saved my life and then told me to leave.Right?I stared at him from across the room.He looked annoyingly perfect as usual with his usual cold expression like he wasn’t the same man who had stormed into that room and put a bullet through a hitman to save me.Like he hadn’t held me while I cried. Like he hadn’t looked terrified when he thought he might lose me.Then he placed a glass of water in front of me.“You need to leave, Aurora.” He rep
Julian’s POVThe meeting was a complete waste of my time.I sat at the head of the conference table, listening to three executives argue over numbers and accounts they barely understood.Normally I would have enjoyed watching them panic and run around but today I was distracted.The only thing I could think about was my little poison running into her room last night and slamming the door, the memory of it made me chuckle.She was probably annoying one of the housekeepers or watching one of those terrible reality shows she pretended not to like.Or wandering into rooms she wasn’t supposed to enter. The thought almost made me smile.“Mr. Hawthorne?”I blinked, one of the executives was staring at me nervously.“Did you hear my proposal?”“No.”The poor man looked like he might faint.“Should I repeat it?”“No.”His shoulders immediately slumped.“Thank you.”The meeting continued and I checked my watch.Another twenty minutes and this facade will be over, my phone vibrated it was a te
Aurora’s POVThe drive home was quiet and a little awkward.I can’t believe I let Julian eat me out by the side of the road and I dry humped him, I need some serious mental help.I sat in the passenger seat with my arms folded over my stomach while Julian drove.The city lights blurred outside the window while soft music played through the speakers.For a moment it felt normal.Like they were a normal couple driving home. The thought made me immediately stare out the window.Absolutely not.When they arrived home, Julian carried most of the shopping bags inside despite my protests.Apparently the man was physically incapable of letting me carry things.I went upstairs and changed into one of my new oversized sweaters. The room smelled faintly of the cherry soap I’d bought earlier.Just then someone knocked and I looked up “Come in.” I said Julian entered carrying a bowl and I frowned.“What’s that?”He held it out to me“Sweets.” He said and I blinked.“Sweets?”“Im trying to take
Rafael’s POV…..I look at the broken bottles and sigh, Hilda walks in “Oh, she got really angry” she said looking at the broken bottles “Get me new ones, exactly the same fragrance” “Miss Isabella injured her leg” “Just leave her alone” I said Hilda cleaned up the mess and left, I grabb
Isabella’s POV…..Shit… Sebastian and the blonde woman walks to our table and Rafael tenses besides me.The moment Sebastian reaches our table, the air tightens.And I could feel everyone staring at us.The blonde woman remains tucked against his arm, her manicured fingers resting possessively a
Isabella’s POV….The silence after the reporter’s question stretches painfully. Everyone is looking at me now waiting for my answer,bubsee clarisse from the corner of my eye smiling at me. My hands start trembling and I feel dizzy all of a sudden.I open my mouth—unsure what will come out.But
Isabella's pov….Rafael's eyes doesn't leave mine, and I could see his gaze trailing over me form my outfit to my lips and then my eyes “What's the you doing?“ I choke out “Why” he asks quietlyHis voice low and controlling “Why do you enjoy driving me insane?“ He says again My stoma







