Se connecterThe weeks that followed passed with the strange, dreamlike quality of a life moving too quickly to fully understand.One moment I was sneaking through Luca's office and stealing evidence that could potentially destroy everything between us, and the next I was standing in front of a mirror while a team of stylists prepared me for the grand opening gala of an entirely new city.New Zenith existed now.Not on blueprints.Not in presentations.Not as one of Luca's impossible promises.It stood in the Nevada desert in glass and steel and gold.And somehow, against every ounce of common sense I possessed, I was meant to stand beside him as its future queen.The thought still felt ridiculous.More ridiculous, however, was everything I had learned about Don D'Caputo.I had spent the past month digging.Carefully.Quietly.Never enough to attract attention, but enough to satisfy the growing suspicion that had settled into the back of my mind ever since I discovered the footage in Luca's office
I stood perfectly still.The office around me suddenly felt enormous.Luca had walked out as though he had merely finished an ordinary business conversation, leaving behind a confession of love, a wedding date, the promise of freedom, and enough unanswered questions to keep me awake for the rest of my life.And now I was alone.Completely alone.The realization settled over me slowly.No Brian.No assistants.No security detail stationed outside the door.Just me and the private sanctuary of the most powerful man in Las Vegas.My pulse quickened.If proof existed...If there was anything that connected Luca Moretti to Don D'Caputo's death...This might be my only opportunity to find it.I moved carefully.The massive desk occupied the center of the room, carved from dark wood that looked expensive enough to purchase a small house, yet somehow free of clutter despite the empire that Luca managed from behind it. Everything had its place. Every pen sat perfectly aligned. Every document r
The world beyond Luca's office window had changed forever in the span of a few seconds.A tower that had existed moments earlier was now nothing more than smoke and dust rising into the Nevada sky, its steel skeleton swallowed by a cloud that seemed almost unreal from this distance, and I stood frozen beside him with my hand still trapped in his as my mind desperately tried to catch up with what my eyes had just witnessed.My heartbeat thundered against my ribs.The desert remained silent.Las Vegas continued sparkling behind us.And Luca Moretti looked utterly at peace.I slowly turned toward him."What..."The word barely emerged."What did you just do?"He finally looked away from the window.The expression on his face wasn't cruel.That would have been easier to understand.It wasn't angry.It wasn't triumphant.If anything, he looked thoughtful.Calm.The same expression a man might wear after deciding to rearrange furniture in his living room."The building was scheduled for dem
The crowd that had begun gathering around us continued to grow with every passing second, drawn by the unmistakable gravity of public conflict, because nothing fascinated people in Las Vegas quite like watching beautiful women in expensive clothes destroy one another in broad daylight.Beth instinctively moved closer to me.I could feel the tension radiating from her.The fear.The uncertainty.The simple confusion of someone who had never expected an afternoon of shopping to transform into whatever this was becoming.Hannah, meanwhile, looked like someone standing in the ruins of her own kingdom.Her designer clothes were immaculate.Her jewelry sparkled.Her hair remained perfectly styled.And yet there was something undeniably frayed about her, something wild lurking beneath the polished exterior that made my stomach twist with unease.She wasn't angry.She was desperate.And desperate people always said too much.Her laugh cut through the murmuring crowd.Sharp.Bitter.Disbelievi
The Strip glittered beneath the afternoon sun like a kingdom built from gold and glass, every towering resort reflecting pieces of the others until the entire skyline seemed to shimmer against the desert sky, and despite having lived in Las Vegas for years, I still occasionally found myself staring at it in disbelief.Today, however, I wasn't the one who looked impressed.Beth practically bounced beside me as we moved through one luxury shopping district after another, her excitement so genuine and infectious that it drew smiles from complete strangers as she hurried from one display window to the next."I still can't believe we're actually going," she said for perhaps the tenth time that afternoon, clutching three shopping bags against her chest while practically vibrating with enthusiasm. "New Zenith. An actual opening event. With investors and celebrities and rich people."I laughed."Investors are just rich people with spreadsheets."Beth gasped dramatically."You can't say things
The curtain rose beneath a storm of golden light, and for the first time in what felt like forever, I forgot about contracts, blackmail, murder investigations, and billionaires who seemed determined to rearrange my entire future.I was home.Not in The Cashmere Crown.Not in the lake house.Not in Luca's world.Home.The stage beneath my feet felt as familiar as my own heartbeat as the opening notes of Angels and Demons thundered through the theater, vibrating through the floorboards and into my bones while dancers flooded the stage around me in a carefully choreographed explosion of movement and light.For weeks, I had fought for this role.Then lost it.Then somehow found my way back to it.Now there was nothing left to prove.Only the performance.Only the audience.Only the music.I spun beneath the spotlight, allowing instinct to take over where anxiety normally lived, my body moving through the choreography with a confidence that had been built over years of rehearsals, audition
The rest of the week passed with a strange sort of peace, and I wasn't entirely sure what to do with it.For the first time since arriving at The Cashmere Crown, my life wasn't consumed by rehearsals, emergencies, gunfire, marriage contracts, or impossible decisions. Jake honored our arran
Morning arrived far too quickly.One moment I was asleep beneath a blanket beside a dying fire, wrapped around the most dangerous man in Las Vegas, and the next I was waking slowly to the gentle rhythm of his breathing beneath my cheek and the golden rays of sunrise spilling across the sui
The elevator ride upward was conducted in complete silence.Not awkward silence.Not uncomfortable silence.Just quiet.The kind of quiet that settled between two people after laughter and dancing and too much wine, when words no longer seemed entirely necessary.
The music slowed.Not completely.Just enough for the energy of the room to shift.The wild excitement faded into something softer, something heavier, and the couples around us naturally moved closer together beneath the golden lights hanging above the dance floor.Not







