LOGINSERAIt's been two days since Damian slammed his lips on mine, two days since I last saw him, and two days since I couldn't get those magical lips of his out of my mind. “Sera?” Luca called out loudly and I looked up sharply. “Are you okay?” he asked, concerned and I blinked. “I've been calling you for a few seconds,” he explained and I groaned. Damian and his fucking lips. I smiled and nodded at him then. “I’m fine, Luca. Thank you,” I said and pointed at the seat so he could sit down. He sat down but his expression didn't change. “You sure you're good?” He asked again and I chuckled.“What?” I asked and made a face. “I don't look ravishing?” I asked and he smiled.“You always do,” he said and I shrugged with a smile.“See, I’m fine,” I said and he nodded. “Any problem?” I asked and he shook his head and then, the smile came back on. “Okay?” I drawled and he handed me the magazine I didn't realise he was holding. I took it and my eyes lit up, on the cover of the New York magazine
DAMIAN Matteo knocked twice and walked into my office, and I finally looked away from the picture I hadn't stopped looking at since yesterday, since Seraphina had said it wasn't my fault. I scoffed and dropped the frame, if only she knew.“Done?” I asked flatly and Matteo nodded. Good. Since Vincenzo wanted me to act, I had acted. I had sent Matteo to deliver a little message to his clan, that way he'd know never to mess with what's mine again, especially Seraphina.“Boss,” Matteo called out and I looked at him, wondering why he still stood there. “I think it's time to invite Gideon over.”“Hmm,” I said and turned my sofa towards him. “ Why so?”“He's gathered enough information and materials that we'll need,” he explained and paused to look at me. “If we let him think he's still not being noticed, he might do something critical.” I looked at him for a few seconds and then turned back towards the laptop. “Invite him then,” I said and Matteo grunted in acceptance. “Unhurt,” I added a
SERA“What are you doing in my office, Moretti?” He asked while he walked closer and I shifted.“I-I was about to leave,” I stuttered as he stood in front of me. “That's not my question, Moretti,” he said and I nodded.“I wanted to discuss something with you,” I blurted out and for a second, he simply stared at me and then, he slowly walked towards his sofa and sat down. He picked up the frame and stared at it for a second before he looked back at me. “Let me guess,” he started and I shifted. “You wanted to ask if I really killed my brother,” he said and I blinked at him. That wasn't why I came here but now that he'd brought it up–“Did you?” I asked instead and he stood up and walked towards me, this time, I didn't shift. He stood in front of me and stared right into my soul, like my answer was in his eyes. “Did I?” he suddenly asked and I swallowed. The answer was in his eyes, yet I didn't want to believe it.“Yes,” I whispered and he shrugged. “But I know it wasn't your fault,”
SERA“How prepared are you for tomorrow?” Kai suddenly asked from the driver's seat and I sighed.“Prepared, but nervous,” I said and Kai nodded with a smile.“It's your first official assignment and I get that you should be nervous but trust me, Sera, you got this,” he assured and I smiled at him. It's been over a week since I started preparing for tomorrow, over a week since I last saw Marcus, and over a week since I started thinking about what Marcus said about Damian and his brother. Did he really kill his brother? I thought and looked at Kai. I had wanted to ask him, but thought against it, he might not want to tell me and I understood, I considered Christy but it could bring back flashbacks if what Marcus said was actually true. But why would anyone kill his sibling? I thought and just then, the car jerked and I snapped out of my thoughts.“What's wrong?” I asked Kai and he shrugged with a smile.“You seemed lost,” he said and continued driving. “I wanted to get your attention,
DAMIAN I had instructed Matteo to make sure no one came into the hall again, which was why I was a little taken aback when the door opened and Sera walked in, just as that bastard decided to talk about my brother. I looked at Sera for a second and then turned back to the lucky bastard whose head would have been cut off if not for the entrance of my bride. Sera slowly walked towards us and Christy stepped forward and held her hands. “Is he okay?” I heard her ask Christy and I frowned. She nodded at Matteo and then finally looked at Marcus with a frown, a frown that told me she was angry at me but at the same time, didn't want him dead.“I did it for you!” Marcus suddenly blurted out and she scoffed.“Confessing in public and recording it was for me?” She asked and Marcus frowned. “Marcus, that could affect my profession.” “I didn't record anything, Sii,” he said and I frowned at the name.“Seraphina,” I corrected and Seraphina swallowed and looked at me. “Why are you here then?” S
SERAKai stood in front of the hallway when I got out of my room. I was dressed for work and ready for the day but my mind was still at the Fashion Show venue, right at that hallway where Marcus had decided it was the best place and time to say those words to me. I wanted to feel happy, I mean my feelings for him were finally getting reciprocated. But I didn't, so I felt guilty, guilty of what I couldn't really point out. “Good morning, Ma'am,” Kai greeted me and I rolled my eyes at him. “Stop it Kai,” I scolded and he chuckled lightly.I walked towards the dining room and halted when I didn't see anyone there, I turned to Kai and he shrugged then.“Boss and Matteo left earlier,” he explained and I nodded.“And Christy?”She had come into my room last night, and we talked about Marcus until I fell asleep This morning, I woke up to her note, where she of course didn't mention that she'd be missing breakfast.“Miss Christy went with them,” Kai said and I creased my forehead. What was







