로그인Cassandra’s POV~The only thing I remembered—no, the only thing that kept playing like some cursed loop in my mind was the fire.The way it swallowed everything in seconds. The choking heat. The thick smoke clawing at my throat.And then Nico’s voice…his panic. Me screaming at him to go, to leave me, to get the hell out before it was too late. And then nothing. Just the roar of somet
Adriano’s POV ~I don’t even remember breathing.One second, the words were out of Salvatore’s mouth—“She’s dead”—and the next, something in me snapped. The sound that ripped from my throat wasn’t human. It was animal. It was hell itself tearing through my lungs.My body shot upright before I could ev
Adriano’s POV ~I felt my breath crawl to a stop inside my chest.It was the kind of stillness that cracked bones from the inside out. I exhaled…just once…and it felt like someone had shoved a jagged stone down my throat and forced me to swallow it whole. Very suffocating. I could barely hear the beeping monitors anymore. The pain in my
Cassandra’s POV ~The car slid to a stop in front of Nico’s penthouse, the tires screeching slightly against the wet pavement. My fingers trembled around the steering wheel, my breath catching in my throat as I just sat there for a moment, frozen, my heart in pieces that I wasn’t even sure I could gather anymore.I barely registered the sound of the front door opening until I saw Nico, stepping out in nothing but his grey pajama pants and a black T-shirt, his sharp eyes scanning the dark, deserted street like he was expecting danger to crawl out
ADRIANO’S POV~A groan tore from my throat before I even realized I was conscious.The pain hit first. A sharp, searing wave that ripped through my ribs and set my nerves on fire. I sucked in a breath… too fast, too shallow and it felt like knives slicing through my chest. My hand flew instinctively to my side, and the second I moved, agony lashed through me so hard I saw black for a moment.
Cassandra’s POV~At first, I didn’t believe what I was hearing.I pulled the phone away from my ear, staring at the screen like maybe I had misunderstood… or maybe my brain had started playing tricks on me. But no—Caterina’s name was still there, the call was still active, and her voice kept echoing through the speaker, just as smug and venomous as I remembered it.I froze.
NICO’S POVEverywhere was quiet.Too quiet.Night had swallowed Dario’s experimental base in a pitch-black cloak, save for the artificial glow of green LEDs and the low, unsettling hum of machines working overtime on sins no one would ever admit to. I moved through the corridor, one foot after the
ADRIANO'S POV~Something in me cracked.No snapped.It wasn’t loud. It wasn’t wild. It was quiet. Bone-deep. Cold. Like the sound of ice breaking in the dead of winter, deep beneath your feet, warning you that you were about to fall into something you’d never crawl out of.And maybe I already had.
CASSANDRA'S POV~The day had arrived.And it felt nothing like a celebration.It felt like a nightmare I’d been yanked into by force.I sat in front of the large ornate mirror, my body still as stone while several hands fluttered around me—zipping, clipping, adjusting. The stylists moved carefully,
CASSANDRA'S POV~Dario took a step forward before I could even move. The sound of his hands clapping together echoed through the hall, and it sent an immediate ripple of dread through my spine. He chuckled—a sound so dark, so venomously amused, it sliced through the tense air.“Well, well, well…” h







