LOGINI 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
Renz's PovThe moment we stepped outside the house, I felt like I could finally breathe again, a weight I hadn't realized I'd been carrying all day seemed to lift from my shoulders.Her parents had accepted me, not completely, not without conditions...but enough.Enough for me to know that I wasn't fighting for Nyx alone anymore. I reached for her hand, and she let me take it, we walked quietly side by side toward my car, the cool night air brushing against my face. I wasn't thinking about enemies, money, or the next move. I was thinking about her. When we reached the car, I leaned against it and pulled her closer.Her body felt cold.I frowned. "Why are you cold?" She looked up at me, her expression softer than before. "I'm not cold.""Nyx."She sighed. "I still can't believe you're really giving up everything."A smile pulled at my lips. "Forget the empire.""Renz—""I mean it." I brushed my thumb over her fingers. "I'd give up my own life if it meant keeping you and Rynna safe." S
You might wonder how the night before turned out. Don’t worry—you’ll know soon enough.All I knew now was that I missed her. Too much.Nyx hadn’t been gone for long, but my chest already felt empty without her. I thought of the easiest excuse to see her—Camila’s graduation gift. Perfect. I’d show u
Nyx’s POVThe park was buzzing with laughter, balloons tugging against strings, and the sweet smell of roasted corn hanging in the air. Camila had just thrown her cap high into the air hours ago, and now here we were—her, Mom, Dad, me, and Rynna—celebrating like a perfect little family. For a mome
Miami.The city felt different this time. The air was warmer, the streets sharper, and the silence inside my house heavier—like it knew what I had brought back with me.Yes, I took Nyx straight to my house. After Ricardo’s men attack at her place, it wasn’t safe for her to stay alone anymore. She d
Nyx’s POV The hospital corridors smelled of disinfectant and sorrow. I pushed the door open, as the door shut behind me, Machines hummed. My daughter lay pale, unmoving, my little girl laid lifeless before me... Her small chest rose and fell beneath the sheets, steady but fragile, as though even







