Se connecterMy left leg bounces in a haphazard rhythm and anxiety vibrates through my marrow with every second that ticks by. Elara is due today, and the memory of bringing her here, screaming with her fingers tangled in my hair so tight I can still feel the burn on my scalp is nothing compared to the cold stone of panic has settled in my chest.I need her safe. I need Lily safe. If the world has any sense of mercy, it would give me that much.“How many hours has this been?” I snap my wrist up to check my watch, but the numbers are just meaningless scratches like there’s disconnect between my brain and eyes. And the reason is very clear.Elara behind that closed door of the labor room. Christ do we have to do this every time?“Minutes,” Luca corrects beside me. “Forty-five minutes.”I side-glance at him, my jaw tight. “That long? How long is it going to fucking take?”“Some take hours. Even days,” he says calmly.Days. The word feels like a death sentence.Fuck. I should have been in there. I sho
ELARA POVIt’s been two days since what happened and Nero hasn’t reached out yet. That day I thought he would be right on my heel, I thought he would storm inside the second I stepped in, in arrogance and desperation, ready to give me an explanation, a plea. But nothing came.I waited and he didn’t come. I spent hours straining my neck at the sound of every passing engine, my heart leaping and then dying a little more each time the tires didn’t turn onto the gravel.Then my heart dropped in my stomach since this confirmed my deepest fear. It was never love. I was just his newest acquisition, a shiny piece of property to be possessed until the novelty wore off. If he loved me, he’d be here. He’d be on his knees, pleading for my mercy.I exhale a defeated sigh as I take my first sip of peppermint tea and it is as I expect. Lukewarm and unsatisfying, but I need something stronger, something to burn away the ache in my chest which I can’t have because of the life growing inside of me. I w
Elara POV“I went to see my father yesterday,” Vivienne says beside me with a tone of wariness.“Yeah?” I answer absentmindedly, my gaze focused on the screen right in my hands. On Nero’s message.Nero: Did you like your new phone?My fingers flicker over the screen with eagerness to reply.Elara: Yes. But you didn’t have to buy a new one.Vivienne says something, but I don’t hear it, engrossed on my phone screen.Nero: It’s nothing. Besides what’s the point of a big wallet if I can’t spend it on you.It seems rather cocky, but it makes me blush. The new territory Nero and I are in is exhilarating and somewhat scary. It’s sweet and it makes my heart full. So full, it makes me on edge like the rug will be pulled out of my legs any moment from now.“Are you even listening?” Vivienne catches my attention with that sentence.When my head snaps toward her, she’s already closed the distance between us, her nose up in my phone.“Seriously? I ask you for just a minute of your time and you cou
NERO POVThe second the words leave my mouth, she snaps her legs shut, a sharp breath hitching in her throat. The sound alone sends a jolt straight to my groin. She’s so fucking needy and it’s driving me out of my goddamn mind.“Fuck, baby. Already turned on for me?”A flush burns across her cheeks as she gives me a small, shaky nod“I haven’t even touched you yet,” I rasp, wedging my knee between her thighs and prying them apart just enough to slip my hand underneath the fabric. When my fingers roll over the silk of her panties, I find her soaking and hot.“You naughty thing,” I growl, my thumb tracing slow, agonizing circles over her damp silk.She lets out a moan, a small sound that feels far too loud in the stillness of the living room.“You’re going to have to be real quiet, baby. We wouldn’t want to wake Chloe, would we?”“No,” she whispers as she instinctively widens her legs, offering herself up.“Good girl.” I murmur the praise against her skin as I wedge her panties aside. I
NERO POVIn minutes I’m out of the door, and racing outside with my phone clutched in my hand as I dial Elara’s number. It gives me the same dead dial tone for the third time now.I toss the phone onto the passenger seat and throw the car into gear, the engine roaring under the hood. I push the speedometer past the limit, weaving through traffic with a single-minded panic. Nothing else matters but reaching her.Countless scenarios of what could have happened rip through my chest, each one more violent than the last, right until I reach her house.I pull over abruptly in front of her house, jump out of the car, and race toward the entrance. Fortunately, the door is open, but I still click my tongue at how security-unconscious she is as I slip inside and lock it behind me.“Elara.”I’ve only called her name once when she rounds the hallway in panda-printed sleepwear and a tablet clutched in her hand.“Elara,” I call again as I rush to her side. “Fuck, are you okay?” I ask, my eyes scann
ELARA POVMy heart slows to a terrifying, heavy rhythm—thump... thump... thump—until I think it might stop altogether while the blood roars in my ears like a thunderstorm, drowning out the movie soundtrack.His words ring in my head, echoing over and over again. She’s right in front of me.Me. It’s been me all along. Not Giulia. Not some secret lover. Me.I open my mouth to speak, but he shifts abruptly.“It should be here by now,” he mutters, checking the expensive watch on his wrist. He moves on effortlessly, as if he didn’t just drop a nuclear bomb on my entire reality.“What?” I manage to whisper. My voice is thin, vibrating with a shock I haven't processed. I’m still back in the wreckage of his confession, trying to pull myself out of the debris.“Look at the sky, Elara.”I turn my head toward the glass walls and at first, I see nothing but the void of the dark city skyline. Then, a single light flickers into existence in the distance. An orange spark rising from the streets.Then







