INICIAR SESIÓNEMILYDaylight had a way of restoring reason, of stripping away the reckless honesty of the night before. As I sat there in the quiet morning, my midnight confession felt foolish—melodramatic, even. All I had truly done was hand Alessandro power over me, and I knew him well enough to understand that he would not hesitate to use it.Today, I resolved firmly, I would not dwell on him.And yet… I could not help but wonder if he would attempt to rescue the rebel prisoner.I realized then, almost with surprise, how deeply I believed in him. I did not doubt, no matter the odds, that if he chose to act, he would succeed.The world I had inhabited since arriving here had been a carefully curated one—diplomatic dinners, lavish luncheons hosted by elegant ladies, afternoons spent browsing the finest imported goods, evenings returned to the safety and refinement of my villa. It was a polished existence, controlled and insulated.But it had to be more than that.I decided, quite suddenly, that I
EMILYThe first thing I felt was warmth.I groaned softly, shifting under the sheets, trying to turn away from it, but it only got worse. My lashes fluttered open, and for a second, I didn’t recognize where I was. The ceiling above me was too high, too unfamiliar. The air smelled different. Then it hit me.Alessandro’s house.My stomach tightened instantly and almost immediately I saw Joselyn. Standing by the window like she owned the morning itself, her fingers casually adjusting the curtains as if this room belonged to her.Something inside me snapped.I pushed myself up so fast my head spun slightly, but I ignored it, swinging my legs off the bed and marching toward her.“What the hell do you think you’re doing?”She didn’t even flinch.Didn’t even turn immediately.She just pulled the curtain a little wider, letting more light flood into the room before finally glancing over her shoulder at me.“Oh, you’re awake,” she said, like it was the most normal thing in the world. “Good.
EMILYI stood in the middle of the living room, one hand resting protectively over my stomach, the other clutching the edge of the table beside me as another dull ache rolled through my lower back. It wasn’t strong enough to be labor. Tomorrow.That was what the doctor had said.Tomorrow, you’ll likely go into labor.I let out a slow breath, trying to steady myself, trying not to let the fear claw its way up my throat again. Everything felt too close. Too fast. The sound of tires screeching outside cut through my thoughts.My head snapped toward the door.Before I could even move, the front door burst open with a force that made me flinch.And then Alessandro walked in.He didn’t rush. Didn’t raise his voice. Didn’t even look particularly angry. If anything, he looked calm. Controlled. Behind him, his men fanned out like shadows, filling every corner of the house with their presence.My stomach dropped.“What do you think you’re doing?” I demanded, my voice sharper than I felt. “Ge
JULIAN The moment I realized she wasn’t breathing, something inside me snapped so violently it felt physical—like a wire in my chest had been yanked loose and left sparking.“No… no, no, no—hey… hey!”My voice came out strained, unfamiliar, like it didn’t belong to me. I dropped to my knees in front of her, my hands hovering uselessly over her body before finally settling on her shoulders. I shook her gently at first, then harder when she didn’t respond.“Wake up,” I said, my tone sharpening with panic. “This isn’t funny. Get up.”Her head lolled to the side.The sound of it, echoed louder than it should have in the silence of my office.Blood had already begun to pool beneath her, seeping across the polished floor in slow, creeping lines that made my stomach churn. It was everywhere. On her hair. On the edge of my desk. On my hands.My hands.I stared at them, chest heaving, my breath coming in shallow, uneven bursts. “No…” I whispered, shaking my head as if that alone could undo w
JULIAN The first thing I remembered was the sound.Not the fire. Not the shouting. Not even Emily’s voice.It was the crack.A deep, violent crack that tore through the ceiling like the building itself was giving up, like everything holding it together had finally snapped.And in that moment, I didn’t think of anything else as I ran. “Emily!”My voice barely sounded like mine as I shoved through the smoke, my eyes burning, my lungs protesting with every breath I forced in. The air was thick and the heat was suffocating, wrapping around me like it was trying to drag me down with it.I found her near the center of the room, coughing, disoriented, one hand pressed against the wall like she was trying to steady herself but couldn’t quite find her balance.“Julian...”Her voice broke, and that was enough.I closed the distance between us in two strides, grabbing her arm, pulling her toward me before another piece of the ceiling came crashing down right where she had been standing seconds
EMILYThe silence Julian left behind was louder than anything.It pressed into my chest, heavy and suffocating, like the walls themselves were closing in on me.I stood in the middle of the room long after he had gone, my fingers still curled where his shirt had been moments ago. My heart hadn’t caught up with reality yet. It was still racing, still clinging to the heat of him, the way his voice had dropped when he said my name like it meant something.Like I meant something.I exhaled shakily and dragged a hand through my hair.“This is a mistake,” I muttered to myself. “Everything about this is a mistake.”But even as I said it, I knew I didn’t believe it.A knock sounded on the door.My heart leapt instantly.“Julian?” I called, already moving.I didn’t even think. I just opened the door and froze.It wasn’t him.Venida stood there, hands clasped neatly in front of her, her expression carefully neutral.Disappointment hit me harder than I expected.“What is it?” I asked, my tone sh
ALESSANDROShe was beginning to piss me off.I hated when a woman would not simply know her place. And for Julian, I will find out why he's so interested in my breeder.Speaking about women, I should probably get myself in bed with one of them. I needed to clear my head. I looked around to see if I
EMILY We spent yet another night in the penthouse and I could not sleep. I lay beside Ella, determined not to cry. Never had I been so abused, and I was thoroughly shaken from all that had passed. I wanted nothing more than to weep in her mother's embrace. But then I couldn't even remember who th
EMILY "Where the hell have you been!"I didn't exactly mean to shout. But I had begun to think that Ella was right, that he had deserted me right after making out with me, as the sun rose and rose with no sign of his return. And with the soaring heat, my temper rose as well.No gentleman would lea
JULIANI moved forward to confront Alessandro but I stopped myself.Every instinct in me screamed to do it but I knew better. Alessandro was a dangerous man, and he would not hesitate to remove anything he perceives as a threat.If I made a move now, Emily would suffer the consequences. So I swall







