로그인Cade reaches up and flushes the toilet. He shifts his weight, sitting fully on the floor right beside me. He reaches out, gently placing a hand on my cheek, and tilts my head over so it rests comfortably on his broad shoulder. I don’t have an ounce of energy to fight him, and honestly, his solid war
I’m sitting on the lap of a ruthless mafia boss. If I throw up on him, he may actually kill me. I can feel the burning, acidic bile rising rapidly in my throat. Frantic, I slap a hand over my mouth and wildly scan the table. I reach blindly across the table, my fingers wrapping around the handle of
Harper’s POVThe next morning, I wake up feeling utterly exhausted. My limbs feel like they are made of lead, and a dull ache throbs behind my eyes. The emotional rollercoaster of the past few days is taking its physical toll.I drag myself out of bed and head down to the kitchen in an oversized, wo
“Leone. Take a seat,” he says, pointing his golf club toward a small, white wicker table and a set of chairs positioned under a shaded canopy. A heavy crystal decanter filled with dark amber liquid and two lowball glasses sit waiting on top.We walk over and take our seats across from one another. T
Cade’s POVI’m struggling to keep my breathing steady as my blood practically boils in my veins.Julian Frost laughs right in my face at my blatant hostility toward him, his finger still poking into my chest. He clearly has absolutely no idea who I am. He doesn't realize that I am a Leone, or that I
“You’re… James Frost?” I ask, my brow furrowing in deep confusion.He erupts into a rich, booming laugh, throwing his head back. “Absolutely not,” he explains, his eyes crinkling with amusement. “That would be my father. I’m Julian.”My heart completely deflates, plunging straight into my stomach. I
It wasn’t glamorous or easy work, in fact my job was mainly running errands or dirty work.My job as an assistant was to have countless things thrown at me and make sure they were completed. The pay was pretty comfortable even if the work was hard and I was hoping to work towards a sales position.I
Cade cleared his throat and snapped his gaze away, immediately removing his hand from my thigh while putting some distance between us.Truthfully, I wished in the moment for him to put his hands on me again—that was the first time anyone had their hands on me since I ended things with Cade, and that
Cade sent the tattooed man a glare and pulled out a checkbook from his pocket. He quickly scribbled out something onto it then held it out to the man emotionlessly.“There, that should cover the debt.” Cade said then motioned with his head towards. “It should also cover the price of the life I just
Harper’s POV“Let me remind you, Harper,” Cade growled, “I’m not that simple, kind country boy I once was. I’m a mafia don and there’s a correct way to speak to me.”He released my hands and slowly brought his arms down beside my head, not moving anything else.“Your attitude…your manner…” He contin







