LOGINELARA POVNero already heard it, and a dark, satisfied look spread over his face, his eyes dropping to my mouth. He leans in, just as the words, "We have reached the destination," slice through the heavy air, impossibly loud in the tension filled car.The words hit me like a bucket of ice water, and I scramble off Nero's lap. The fabric of my dress suddenly feels too thin, leaving me exposed to the cool air of the car and, worse, to Nero’s gaze. I refuse to look at him. I refuse to acknowledge the dark, satisfied amusement I know is dancing in his eyes as I wildly adjust my dress.God... I can’t believe I let out that desperate and needy whimper. If I hadn’t thought I could fight him, I never would have ended up in his lap, and that wouldn't have happened.The second the car glides to a halt, I practically jump out, drawing in a deep breath to compose myself before Nero appears beside me. The afternoon air hits my exposed skin like a shock, chasing away the heat I felt on his lap.Wha
ELARA POVExcitement buzzes through my veins as I step out of the house. I’m draped in a shimmering emerald dress that is short enough to give Nero a stroke, paired with towering red-bottomed Louboutins I can barely walk in and a matching purse. To top it all off, a heavy diamond glitters at my throat. And since subtlety clearly isn’t on tonight’s menu, I’ve got a single glove on one hand and stockings hugging my legs.It is satisfying and vindicative to finally wear the spoils of Nero’s black card.Though, I have no idea where we are headed. I just hope it isn’t traumatic as the last time I left this house.Nero pushes the car door open before I even reach it, and a wave of mint and dark spice washes over me, instantly wrapping around my senses. I slide in, and his eyes are already on me, the intensity of his gaze leaving a burn in its wake.“Thanks.” I purr, flashing a coy smile and pretend not to notice the thunderous expression darkening his features.The driver shifts the car int
ELARA POVI squeal, startled as I quickly spin around my heel until I’m face to face with Nero. A sigh of relief escapes me as a ball of annoyance coil tightly in me. See when I say everyone in this household is out to get me.“What the hell?” A breath hisses out through omy teeth. “Why are you following me?”A puzzled expression crosses his face before he states casually. “But this is my house.”“You sure like to say that a lot.” I mutter under my breath.“What was that?” His eyebrow raises and he shoves a hand into his pocket. The action pulls the fabric of his pleated trousers taut against his thigh, drawing my eyes to the powerful build of his legs. He’s clad in a grey three-piece suit that probably costs more than my entire existence. The vest hugs his torso, showcasing a physique that has no business being on a man this infuriating. He looks like A CEO dressed for a boardroom meeting, except he might kill you if you piss him off.Realizing I’ve been staring for a beat too long,
ELARA POVFor the next hour, I’m trapped in a fevered haze, drenched in sweat, yet shivering so hard my teeth clatter. My body feels foreign, like I might crawl right out of my own skin just to escape the misery.The same memory keeps tormenting me like a nightmare stuck in a loop. The blood. The pop of the gunshot. The bodies. The chaos. The pain. It all vibrates through me, over and over again.When the nightmare gets too violent and unbearable, a warm, calloused hand glides along my cheek, causing it recedes for a blessed moment, only to crash back in, more haunting, more terrifyingEventually, the nightmare becomes too much to bear, and I jolt awake, eyes darting around the dark with my body trembling like a fish. I’m completely disoriented, shaken, and out of it until my eyes land on the shadowy figure by the bedside.Slowly, the tension inside of me dissipates until my gasping is the only sound filling the air. My vision swims, refusing to focus, but I know that silhouette. Even
ELARA POVMy eyes fly wide and the breath in my chest turns into pebbles as my hand drops limply to my side. Nero isn’t looking at me, he’s looking through me, and that’s when I realize he meant every single word.The reality of it crashes down on me in a cold dread that overwhelms all my previous fear.The gun trembles in Mateo’s hands as his gaze bounces between his brother and me, his lower lip shaking with each hitched breath as if he’s begging for his life.An annoyed groan leaves Nero’s lips as his gaze cuts to Mateo. “I don’t have all day. Do as I instruct.”Mateo’s tears fall freely now, still unable pull the trigger.When Nero turns back to me, something flickers behind his eyes, too fast to read before it vanishes and is swallowed whole.“Fine. I’ll do it myself.” His voice drips with venom as he stalks forward like a predator, promising violence and destruction.Mateo stiffens, and I flinch with him, as Nero steps behind the boy and plucks the gun from his trembling hand. Hi
ELARA POVWith a gasp, I jolt awake with a single name at the tip of my tongue.Elio.My eyes dart, scanning every corner, mind scrambling to connect fragments that refuse to make sense. Why would he try to kill me? Was he sent? Or was it just some twisted grudge I never saw coming?A slow, throbbing ache blooms at the base of my skull and trails down my shoulder, and when my vision finally clears, it is on Diana seated at the edge of my bed.“Where’s Elio? The twins?” I ask hastily.She looks me over from head to toe as her lips flatten into a thin, unimpressed line. “Should you really be worried about the twins right now?” She arches a brow. “Have you seen yourself?”Only then do I spare myself a gaze and gasp again at the thick, white bandage coiled around my left arm. Shit. I forgot for a moment that I actually rolled off a bike. “What were you thinking?” Diana shouts, startling me.My lips part in surprise. Diana has never shouted like this before. The most she ever is, is irri







