LOGINAfter the death of her mother, Sienna Vale is taken in by her powerful, secretive stepfather and placed under the “protection” of his three mafia sons. But what begins as guardianship turns into something darker—and far more tempting. As Sienna uncovers secrets about her past, her parentage, and the brutal world she now lives in, she finds herself falling deeper into a web of desire, danger, and forbidden love. The brothers were never meant to want her—but they do. And someone wants her dead. Each act raises the stakes: Act I: Seduction begins. One of the brothers might betray her. Someone wants her gone. Act II: She’s trained to survive—body and mind. Romance deepens. Rival mafias close in. Act III: War explodes. Sienna becomes the queen of their underworld—but must choose between love and legacy.
View MoreThe fog had finally lifted, and the world felt impossibly still. The coast stretched beneath us, cliffs jagged and fierce, waves rolling in endless rhythm. The ocean smelled like salt and freedom, a promise that maybe — just maybe — we had survived.I leaned into Nico’s chest, feeling the steady beat of his heart beneath my ear. His arms wrapped around me, firm and unyielding, a shield I didn’t want to let go of. Every muscle in my body ached, but the soreness didn’t matter. I was alive. He was alive. And we were together.“I never thought we’d make it,” I whispered, my voice hoarse, barely audible over the ocean’s roar.Nico pressed a kiss to the top of my head, fingers threading into my hair with that familiar, possessive tenderness. “I never stopped thinking we would. You… you were the reason.”I lifted my head to look at him, tracing the line of his jaw with my eyes, noticing the cuts and dirt smeared across his skin. He looked like war and heartbreak and survival all wrapped into
NicoThe fog had thinned slightly, revealing twisted rock and jagged terrain, but danger was everywhere. Shadows moved in the distance — scouts, reinforcements, men who hadn’t given up yet. Every step we took was measured, deliberate, and soaked in blood and fear.Serena pressed against my side, her hand clinging to mine, trembling. Her face was pale, streaked with mud and dried blood, but alive. That was all that mattered. All that had ever mattered.“Stay close,” I whispered, scanning the ridge with the rifle I could barely hold steady. “They won’t give up until one of us is dead.”Luca and Matteo moved ahead, silent and deadly. Their eyes were sharp, scanning the fog. Weapons poised, every muscle ready. We had survived ambushes before, but nothing like this — nothing like what waited for us here.Then the first shot rang out, sharp, close. Pain tore through my chest as instinct surged — dive, move, return fire. The fight was on.SerenaThe first bullet tore through the mist, embedd
SerenaThe shelter was nothing more than a crumbling rock overhang, jagged and uneven, but it offered a momentary reprieve. I pressed myself against the cold stone, shivering, trying to steady my breathing. Every muscle ached, my side throbbed with each inhale, and every sound of the mountains — snapping branches, distant rocks tumbling — made my heart spike.Nico crouched beside me, eyes scanning the fog-shrouded peaks, hand resting lightly on my back. “You’re hurt more than you’re letting me see,” he murmured, voice low, taut with worry.“I’m fine,” I whispered, though the tremor in my hands betrayed me. “I can move.”He didn’t argue. Instead, he reached for my wrist, pressing it against my side, checking for bleeding, his thumb brushing over my skin. Every touch was electricity, every glance a lifeline. “We’re not safe yet,” he said, voice rough. “Stay close. Don’t move unless I say.”From the ridge above, I heard Luca’s voice, steady and precise. “We’ve got eyes on movement. Scout
SerenaMy legs burned with every step, my side a sharp, gnawing pain that refused to fade. The fog clung to me like a living thing, hiding the world and twisting every shape into something threatening. My breath came ragged, each inhale a knife in my chest.And then I heard it — a rustle, deliberate, familiar. My heart skipped, and my stomach tightened. He’s close.I stumbled forward, hand clutching the necklace like a lifeline, eyes straining through the thick gray. My boots slipped on wet rocks, mud spraying my legs. I fell hard, hands scraping against moss-covered stone, but a low, ragged voice cut through the fog.“Serena!”My chest nearly shattered. Relief, terror, and disbelief collided inside me. I scrambled to my feet, ignoring the pain, stumbling toward the sound. Every second felt like a lifetime. Every heartbeat screamed that he was near, that he was alive, that he hadn’t given up.And then — a shadow moved ahead, blurred but unmistakable—his silhouette.I gasped, calling h






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