LOGINShe was sent to take down the devil, but he turned her into his addiction. Reina Vale is a nurse haunted by a brutal past…fleeing the men who shattered her, burying the rage that still burns. Framed for murder, the police dangle one escape: slip inside Cassian Morelli’s fortress as his live-in nurse and dig up the dirt on the mafia king flooding the streets with poison. The mission seemed easy. He’s confined to a wheelchair after an attack. The perfect mission to clear her name. Or so she believes. One step through his door and his gaze pins her…predator to prey. That wheelchair? A cruel deception. Cassian isn’t broken…he’s a hunter lying in wait, and Reina just walked straight into his cage. She came to destroy him, but he’s hell-bent on owning her. Reina Vale strode in on steady legs. Now, after his scorching nights, her thighs tremble so violently she can’t cross a single hallway without his strong arm locked around her waist. Caught in a web of lies, obsession, and deadly desire, Reina has two choices…run from the monster hunting her… or let him consume her whole.
View MoreReina’s POVEpilogue – Three Years LaterI’m a mommy of two now, and some mornings I still wake up thinking it’s all been a wild dream.But then I feel the solid weight of Cassian’s arm across my waist, his breath warm against my neck, and I know it’s real. More than real…it’s the kind of real that hits me in the chest every single time.The house is quiet for once…miraculously quiet. Sunlight slips through the half-open blinds, painting gold stripes across the bed. Cassian’s side is empty but still warm…he’s probably downstairs making coffee the way he does every weekend when we have the mansion all to ourselves, shirtless, muttering at the espresso machine like it personally offended him.I stretch, grinning at the delicious ache between my thighs. Even after all these years, the man doesn’t know the meaning of gentleness. Or moderation. Last night he had me against the shower wall, water pounding down while he pinned my hands above my head and fucked me until my legs gave out. T
Reina’s POV“It’s you?” I whispered again, louder this time, my voice cracking with disbelief.Cassian stood in the doorway like he owned the air itself…black suit tailored to every ridiculous muscle, shirt unbuttoned just enough to show the ink crawling up his neck, that smug half-smile that always makes me want to slap him and climb him at the same time.I scoffed out loud, loud enough that a few board members shifted awkwardly. I whipped my head to Uncle Pete, who was grinning like a kid who just pulled the best prank.“Seriously?” I snapped at him. “You’re encouraging this obnoxious behavior now?”Uncle Pete shrugged, eyes twinkling. “He asked nicely. And he’s putting up half the capital. It's hard to say no to family.”This is unbelievable!I turned back to Cassian, hands on my hips. “Why are you everywhere? Can’t I breathe for five damn minutes without you intruding?”He stepped fully into the room, hands in his pockets, looking way too pleased with himself. “This is what you si
Reina’s POVIt’s been two years already.Two fucking years of waking up with Cassian’s arm locked around my waist like he’s scared I’ll vanish if he lets go. Seven-hundred-and-thirty nights of him fucking me into the mattress, or the wall, or the shower, or the kitchen island…until I forget my own name.Bliss? Most of the time.Chaotic? Always.I married the devil who runs half this city’s underworld. What did I expect, Sunday picnics?Last month proved it.We were eating breakfast when Cassian’s phone lit up with a single text. His face went stone-cold. Ten minutes later he was barking orders, shoving a go-bag into my hands and kissing me so hard my lips bruised.“The private jet leaves in twenty. You and Abby are going to the island. Now.”It turned out three Albanian crews decided to test the mafia boss. Cassian handled it the way he handles everything…blood, fire, and zero survivors. We stayed gone for seven days. Came home to a spotless house and a husband with fresh scars and t
Reina’s POVSix months.That’s how long it’s been since the night everything went to hell. Sometimes it still feels like yesterday. It still feels like it was yesterday officer Rodney gave me the mission to be a spy in Cassian’s world. It still feels like yesterday that I was caught up in the inheritance struggle with Lucy and Andrew.Felt like it was yesterday Cassian used me as a bet in a game of chess.I’m in the car now, the morning sun slipping through the window. Abby’s sitting beside me, giggling at a cartoon on her tablet. That sound…her laugh…makes every scar, every nightmare from that night worth it.Yeah, I’m a wife now. Cassian and I got married two weeks after the attack. We wanted a small gathering but it turned out to be the wedding of the century. Uncle Pete, Andre, Joshua and his wife, Cassian’s brother…it was a truly healing moment.Crazy, right? But after everything that happened, waiting felt stupid. We’d already survived the worst. What else could possibly scare
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