LOGINLate one night, a thread blew up and hit the front page of a famous forum deep in New York’s underworld. The original poster had dug up an old prompt: “Name three words that sum up your youth.” Then an account that’d been dormant for years popped up in the replies. Its avatar was a backlit silhouette of a girl in a white dress, username: Seraphina. That was Seraphina Rossi. The Rossi family heiress, the undisputed it girl of New York’s underworld. She typed: Vibrant. Passionate. And Rico Valentino. All hell broke loose in the thread. The wild Valentino’s heir and the breathtaking Rossi heiress had once loved each other hard, only for it all to end in bitter regret. Nearly everyone in New York’s underworld had watched that heartbreak play out. Including me. I turned my head, staring at the man sleeping beside me. This was the man next to me: the once reckless kid who’d ruled the streets of Queens with his bare fists, now the Don of the Valention family. Poised. Unshakable. And he didn’t love me. I’d always known Rico still kept in touch with Seraphina. That he’d met her in secret, more than once. That’s why he’d refused to make our marriage public. His excuse was always the same: “Keeping your identity off the grid keeps our enemies from targeting you.” But I knew I was the one standing between Rico and the woman he’d never stopped loving. If all three of us were just going to keep hurting like this? I’d rather walk away. Let them have each other. I’d made up my mind. I was divorcing Rico.
View MoreIt was the early hours of the morning by the time we got back to the estate. I slept fitfully, half-awake, hearing soft rustling noises the whole time, and Rico was nowhere to be found.I rubbed my eyes and sat up, flicking on the wall lamp. The second the light flooded the room, I froze. Spread out perfectly across the white sheets was a wedding dress, pure white, so beautiful it took my breath away.I stared at the dress, stunned, unable to move. That’s when the bedroom door creaked open softly. Rico walked in, dressed in a crisp white tailored wedding suit, holding a bouquet of white roses and lilies in his hand.He walked slowly over to me, and got down on one knee.“Layla. My team of lawyers are idiots. I told them to draw up divorce papers, and they accidentally put together a marriage license instead.” He cracked a small smile, then his face turned serious, reverent, his voice soft.“We’ve been married for years, but I never gave you the big wedding you deserved. Never tol
The Manhattan Beach was empty late that night, nothing but the sound of waves crashing against the shore. Rico walked beside me along the sand. “No one’s around here. Whatever you want to ask, I’ll tell you everything.”I looked at him, and finally said the words I’d been holding in. “Vincent told me everything. The blood feud between the Valentions and the Rossis over the ports. The real reason Seraphina left for Europe.”Rico knew exactly what I was asking. “The second she stepped on that plane, it was over between her and me. For good.”He told me everything. After Seraphina’s father died, Leo Rossi took over the family, and locked her out of the inner circle completely. She couldn’t make it in Europe, so she’d come back to New York, desperate to use the Valention family’s power to take back control of the Rossis.“Ever since she came back, she’s been asking to meet with me, saying she wants to negotiate a truce between the families, to restart the port partnership.” Rico’s vo
I left the estate and headed straight back to the Valentino manor on Long Island. But for the next few days, Rico was gone before I woke up and home long after I’d fallen asleep. I never got the chance to ask him about any of it.Until the day of the Rossi family charity gala.It was 7 a.m., and Rico was in the bathroom washing up. I slipped on my nightgown and walked to the door, took a deep breath, and was just about to speak when he heard me. He stepped out, drying his face with a towel.“I know you have questions for me.” He spoke before I could. “When I get home tonight, I’ll tell you everything. Every last detail.”The words I’d been ready to say died in my throat. I just nodded.After he left for the family headquarters, I couldn’t stop replaying everything Vincent had told me. Before, I’d avoided this gala like the plague, convinced it was Rico and Seraphina’s night, that I’d only humiliate myself by showing up. But now, knowing the truth behind it all, I was burning wi
When I didn’t say a word for a long time, Seraphina spoke again, slow and smooth. “I came here today because I’m hoping you’ll do the smart thing. The breakup back then was my fault, but Rico never blamed me for it. Do you understand?”I didn’t bother responding. I just finished the last cold sip of coffee in my cup, grabbed my bag, and stood up to leave.The second I stepped outside the cafe, my phone buzzed. It was a text from Vincent, short and to the point: “Get to the Estate.”I headed straight for the estate, Seraphina’s words looping over and over in my head the whole drive. A dull, aching pain throbbed deep in my chest, and I couldn’t shake it.When I arrived, Vincent was sitting on a bench at the shooting range, cleaning his antique hunting rifle. When he saw me, he nodded at the chair across from him, and got straight to the point. “Looks like you’ve figured out which way you’re headed.”He sighed then, his voice softening a little. “But there are some things you need t






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