LOGINIsis Lancaster doesn’t take no for an answer. A Spanish Count born into nobility and the ruthless heir to a powerful mafia. He was raised to believe that those without royal blood are beneath him, and that control comes from lies, deception, and a perfect mask. He mastered the art of pretending… until she arrived. Suddenly, the rules no longer applied. The walls around his heart began to crumble. His carefully constructed world, one built on power, fear, and loyalty, turned upside down, and the man who always got what he wanted found himself powerless before the one woman who could break him completely.
View MoreIsis stopped walking and stared at her. “You knew I was playing with his feelings?”“I noticed.”“Sorry,” he grinned. “But I probably won’t stop making him mad until I’m sure about him. Angry people do stupid things, I want to see what he’ll do.”“You’re testing him,” she realized. “What if he doesn’t do anything stupid even when he’s mad?”“Then I’ll accept him as your butler.”She smiled. “I feel comfortable with Santi.”Isis’ face soured. “Now I’m jealous. You keep praising Santi, it hurts, Xanthe. Even your names sound alike, only the spelling is different.”She thought for a moment. “You're right! I only just realized it now, even though I've mentioned his name so many times.” She laughed. “By the way, you made him mad, but he still held the cart so you wouldn’t fall. If it were me and I was that angry, I would’ve pushed you.”Isis stared at her in shock. “Do you really care about me like you say you do? Because I don’t feel it.”Xanthe just laughed and kissed his chin. “Hmm… I c
Xanthe just stayed quiet as she watched the weird people inside Isis’ house, he’s coming grocery shopping with her now because there’s no more food at home. These people get weirder every single day, and she’s getting used to their weirdness.She used to wonder why, but not anymore. She’s used to Isis. Because her partner is so weird, she’s built up a high tolerance for weirdos.The scene in front of her doesn’t even feel weird now. It’s just normal to her.Isis, Santi, and Ajax are in the candy section arguing about what’s best, chocolate, which is obviously Isis’ favorite, lollipops (Ajax’s new favorite), or marshmallows that caught the Marquess’s eye because they’re soft.“I want this one, and this one, and this one…” Isis kept putting all kinds of chocolate into their cart, which earned him a dirty look from Santi.“You do know I’m paying for this, right?”Isis nodded like it was no big deal. “Oh, so? I want chocolate, so buy me some. I brought you steak last night.”The Marquess
At what the Doctor said, she was surrounded by a man there and introduced himself to her. Isis’ face, on the other hand, was unreadable but somehow he was not jealous because she really avoided shaking hands.“Sorry,” she apologized to the one who introduced to her. “No handshake. Isis is a very jealous man.”“Yes, I am!” The crazy man said proudly and then put his arm around her, “Guys, ladies and gentleman, this is my woman, my person, my baby, my Xanthe Lumierre. And don’t you dare touch her if you still like your hands attached to your arms.”Kane tsked then asked her. “Why did you fall for that crazy guy? Don’t you know he’s crazy? We’re about to put him in a mental hospital.”“Because of eating too much cake that’s why he’s about to be put in a mental hospital,” Donnovan said.But Isis was just smiling and laughing. She just smiled because she was happy to see Isis joking and laughing with his friends.But somehow, she can see, deep down, in the depths of his eyes, he’s sad. She
"Isis, baby," Xanthe called to Isis, who was inside the bathroom taking a bath. He just came home from work and work means it’s bloody, literally and he needs to take a bath, "your cellphone is making so much noise. It keeps getting notifications. It's annoying me." "Open it!" Isis answered from inside the bathroom. Xanthe doesn't usually mess with Isis’ cellphone, this is the first time she’s going to touch it. To her shock, it doesn’t have a passcode. She raised an eyebrow. "Why no passcode? Hmm..." She planned to just silence Isis’ cellphone but her finger accidentally pressed on a chat message that suddenly appeared at the top of his cellphone. And she saw a group chat with a name: Jumbo Hotdog Club. She frowned. "What the hell..." And even though she didn't want to, she read the chat messages of the people inside. And everyone was tagging Isis. Kane: What's up @Isis? You're married and all, but you still won't have a barbecue, damn it? Donnovan: @Isis why is it






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