LOGINBy late afternoon, we were both tired, though Rynna would never have admitted it.We had spent the day eating, exploring, taking pictures, and riding anything she was tall enough to ride. She had laughed so much that her voice had grown a little hoarse, yet she still had enough energy to ask whether we could visit another place.And when I finally asked her where she wanted to go next, she thought about it for a moment, then she shook her head. "Nowhere."I looked at her through the rearview mirror as I drove away from the park. "Nowhere?"She nodded, settling into her seat. "I've had enough.""Are you sure? I thought you wanted to conquer the world."I did." She paused, then smiled to herself. "This is the best day of my life. I don't need anything else."My hands tightened slightly around the steering wheel. The best day of her life....she said it so casually, without knowing what those words did to me.I had spent years believing that giving someone the world meant having enough mo
I chose a decent restaurant with a quiet atmosphere, somewhere we could sit comfortably without rushing through our meal. Rynna studied the menu with the seriousness of a woman making a life-changing decision. "What do you want to eat?" I asked. She pointed at one of the options. "That." I leaned closer to read it. "Pancakes?" "And eggs." "Anything else?" She looked up at me. "Can I have juice?" "Of course." "And bacon?" I raised an eyebrow. "You're quite hungry this morning." She nods slowly, "I need energy for everything we're going to do today!" I couldn't help laughing. "All right, little fire. We'll get you enough energy to conquer the world." While we waited for our food, I took a moment to admire her. She wore a pretty lilac dress with a soft, flared skirt that rested just above her knees. Tiny white flowers decorated the fabric, and a delicate ribbon sat at her waist. Her shoes were white, with little straps across the top, and her hair had been parted neatly down the
Marco quickly grabbed a pillow and threw it at me, I didn't dodge, the pillow hit my chest and dropped to the floor. I smiled at him, "Violent." "You deserved it." I chuckled before bending to pick up the pillow. "But then why didn't you tell me about Rynna?" Marco's expression became more serious. "I only confronted Camila about her after everything with Gabe." "So you_" "I didn't think it was my place." he shrugged, "I was already hurting, and Rynna was part of Camila's personal life. I didn't think I had the right to start asking questions." I nodded slowly, "So you initially thought Rynna was Camila's daughter?" "I did." Than made me laughed, "Seriously?" "She looks like Camila." He shrugged again "If you look closely, you can see it." I smiled. "She also copies some of your traits."he added. "Some of your expressions. The way she looks at people when she's annoyed." I laughed under my breath, "That's definitely my daughter." Marco smiled "Yeah." My phone suddenly buzze
He nods gently. "We're forever in this, boss." then he straightened slightly, his voice carrying the kind of certainty that didn't need a second explanation.I looked at him for a moment before turning toward the table. I poured myself another drink, letting the silence settle between us, the tension in the room had finally begun to fade."There's something you still don't know about me," I said.Marco glanced at me, "I know you're from a wealthy family.""That's the easy part." I took a sip. "You know I left home and built everything from scratch. You probably assumed it was because I wanted to prove I could.""Wasn't that the reason?"I shook my head, "Not exactly." Marco's eyes narrowed as I leaned against the table. "I was bullied for years." His expression changed. "Being a wealthy heir didn't make me immune to anything. If anything, it made me an easier target." I stared at the drink in my hand."They found every insecurity I had and used it against me. For years, I took it." M
I decided to pay marco a visit from work, I found him sitting comfortably on his couch when I arrived. He looked better than he had days ago. Still thinner, still recovering, but the man was finally beginning to look like himself again. He looked at me for a moment before shaking his head with a smile. "It's still unbelievable." I raised an eyebrow. "What is?" "You." "Me?" "You're getting married." I scoffed. "Don't sound so surprised." Marco laughed. "How am I not supposed to be surprised? You? Finally getting married?" "Yes, and I can't wait." "That's what makes it worse." He leaned back. "For all the long I've known you, Renz. I never thought I'd see the day you'd willingly tie yourself to one woman." "She's not just one woman." His smile grew as he picked up his glass and took a drink before looking at me again. "How are Rynna and the twins?" "We spoke before I came here." "Everything okay?" "Yeah." I smiled faintly. "They're fine." Marco nodded, then his
I decided to pay marco a visit from work, I found him sitting comfortably on his couch when I arrived. He looked better than he had days ago. Still thinner, still recovering, but the man was finally beginning to look like himself again. He looked at me for a moment before shaking his head with a smile. "It's still unbelievable." I raised an eyebrow. "What is?" "You." "Me?" "You're getting married." I scoffed. "Don't sound so surprised." Marco laughed. "How am I not supposed to be surprised? You? Finally getting married?" "Yes, and I can't wait." "That's what makes it worse." He leaned back. "For all the long I've known you, Renz. I never thought I'd see the day you'd willingly tie yourself to one woman." "She's not just one woman." His smile grew as he picked up his glass and took a drink before looking at me again. "How are Rynna and the twins?" "We spoke before I came here." "Everything okay?" "Yeah." I smiled faintly. "They're fine." Marco nodded, then his
We arrived with the sound of engines fading into silence.Marco. Me. And a dozen men who moved like shadows, alert, quiet, and ready.Italy.I had never been to this part of the world. The land stretched wide and proud, hills rolling into distance, history breathing through stone and iron. It was b
Camila’s PovI was running late.The thought chased me down the street as I tightened my grip on the grocery bags and quickened my steps. My legs ached. My head throbbed.Nyx still hadn’t called.Days had passed. Too many.Had that bastard found her phone?The thought twisted my stomach as I turned
Gabriel’s PovThe place was a mess.I stood there with Sandro and a few of the men, staring at what was left...trying to understand what I was seeing. Drawers torn out. The safe empty. Blood dried into the floor like a warning carved in red.“How did this happen?” I asked.Sandro shook his head. “
*Six Months Later*Renz's PovMarco stood across the table, calm as ever.“Everything’s moving,” he said. “Our guest will arrive soon.”I exhaled slowly, letting the breath steady the storm in my chest. Then I asked the only thing that mattered.“And Nyx?”Marco didn’t rush his answer. That alone t







