LOGINReva Aldridge did not choose this life. It was chosen for her. She woke up in a luxury hotel room in Milan with no memory of the night before and a face she recognized looking back at her. The face of Nico Castellano. The most powerful mafia boss on the East Coast of Italy. The man her sister Petra was supposed to marry. Petra had wanted out of the engagement so she drugged her younger sister and sent her in her place. Now the scandal has spread. The Castellano name has been attached to Reva's, and there is only one way to fix it. She becomes his contract wife but the terms are brutal. She is expected to give him an heir. She has no choice because her family has already decided for her. Reva moves into Casa Castellano in Sicily and tries to survive. But something is wrong; her husband is not the same man from one day to the next. Some nights he is cold and controlled, and other nights he is different, softer in ways she cannot explain. A different scent and hands that feel like they belong to someone else. She tells herself she is imagining it. She is not. There are two of them. Twins. And they have both been with her without her knowing. Now that she knows the truth, they are both refusing to let her go. The devil does not wear one face. He wears two. And Reva belongs to both of them.
View MoreNero's POVI knew this was going to be a problem the moment I saw her walk into Casa Castellano. I felt it right away. Something shifted inside me. I had spent years staying invisible inside the Castellano empire.I liked it that way because no one noticed me much. I stayed in the background while Nico took the front. That was fine. I never wanted more, until I saw her.I should not be this way, I should look away, she is my brother's wife. She belongs to him.Things would have been okay but I was too careless in the library. She saw my hand, the only thing that differentiates me from Nico. The scar.I hid it as fast as I could but the damage has been done.“I need to pull back. I must stay away. This cannot continue.” “Stay out of it, Nero.” I whispered to myself.She thinks I am Nico and it must stay that way.I walked into the eastern wing and go over the security arrangements.I needed to keep my mind busy, to stop thinking about her laugh and the way she felt in my arms.‘’Fu
Reva's POV I find him in the library at two in the morning and my whole body knows before my brain does that something is wrong with the man I am seeing.I could not sleep again. The house felt too quiet so I got out of bed and walked around. I wondered how this place looked like at night. I walked through the halls. The floors felt cold under my feet. I stopped in front of the library and pushed the door open.Nico was sitting by the window with glasses on his face. I never knew he wore glasses.A book rested in his hands."Nico?" I asked softly.He looked up and smiled. "Reva. Why are you down here?”“I could not sleep?" I responded.He tilted his head. “You could not sleep?”I found that weird.I walked closer and sat across from him. "No. The room feels too big. What are you reading?"He closed the book. "Something about old buildings in Sicily. Do you like architecture?"What a strange question. Was I supposed to hate it? He knows I am an architect. Was he testing me?I nodded
Nico's POVI have controlled every room I have ever walked into for many years. Tonight I struggle to keep my own face straight.I sat in my personal controlling room and stared at the surveillance screens. Reva walked through the living room. She stopped at the shelves and picked up a book. She opened it then put it back.What was that for? I could not help but wonder.On another screen she spoke to the maid. "Maria, where do we keep the extra towels?"Maria answered, "In the cabinet near the stairs, Mrs. Castellano."Reva smiled. "Thank you, Maria. I will remember that.”A junior maid walked to Maria, I think to tell her something and Reva turned to her asking, “How is your mother? You said she visited last week."The maid replied, "She is fine. Thank you for asking."What is going on here? Does she know everyone?Reva moved to the kitchen. "Rosa, do we have fresh fish for dinner? Nico might want something light tonight."Me?? When did she start to care about me? Something is not a
REVA'S POVHe smells different tonight and I cannot explain why that terrifies me.The quiet door opened softly and slowly. Nico carefully stepped inside with a warm cup in his hand. It was very late, almost midnight now.“Reva,” he said softly and gently. “I just brought you some warm chamomile tea.”I slowly sat up in bed and stared right at him. “You actually brought me tea? I never once asked for any tea at all.”He quietly sat on the edge of the bed and gently gave me the cup. “You mentioned earlier at dinner that chamomile helps you sleep. I actually remembered that.”I slowly took the cup. The quiet warmth from it spread gently to my fingers. This was really not the Nico I knew before. His voice sounded much softer now. No cold edge at all. No sharp orders either.“Thank you,” I said quietly and slowly. “Why are you really doing this now?”He smiled a little bit softly. “You had a really long day. The press dinner was very tough. I quietly thought this might actually help you.”
Reva's POVI got scared when the door flung open without knock. Nico came in like it was his house. Actually it is.“There will be a press conference,” he said the moment he stepped inside.I stood there in my short, flimsy nightwear, arms crossed over my chest. “Can’t you knock? This is my bedroom
Reva's POV Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.I grabbed the bat from under my bed and pressed my back to the wall.The door opened.I swung hard.“REVA!”I stopped the bat two inches from Petra’s face.We stared at each other.“What is wrong with you?” Petra pressed her hand to her chest. “You almost killed
Reva's POV “What the… What are you doing here?”Nico Castellano stood against a black sedan, arms at ease, like he had been waiting right there the whole time.“Get in the car.”“I just left your office thirty minutes ago.”He opened the passenger door. “Get in.”I looked at the folder in my hand,
Reva's POVThe car was black. The driver said nothing the whole way.I sat in the back with the folder on my lap. My hands would not stop shaking. I felt sick. This was really happening. I was going to see Nico Castellano alone.The woman at the front desk smiled, but her eyes looked at me with pur
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