LOGIN“Are you out of your mind?” Carter said tightly. “I can’t just walk away from this.”“Then I suggest you put in a word with your superiors, claiming that there is nothing worth investigating about the Marcellos anymore,” he grated. “Oh, and one more thing.”“What?” he barked out. Shockingly, I wat
Layla “You stole all of the pictures?!” I shouted.I had no idea what to expect when Aldo told me that he had a plan to have my medical license reinstated. After he helped me get my bags sorted out from my returning back home, he dragged me to the office and bent down to the large safe that was s
What really caused my heart to skip several beats was when the pink tip of her tongue licked along her bottom lip. Something was stirring within the caverns of my chest. It caused a fiery heat to engulf my heart and lungs.I wanted this woman. I wanted her in a way that only a hidden part of myself
Ethan “I didn’t think you’d agree to meet with me,” I said.“Believe me, neither did I,” Stasia admitted plainly.The moment I found out that Layla had returned to the Marcellos, I asked Aldo for Stasia’s number. I reached out to her with the hopes that she would be willing to talk.As I suspected,
“Hello, sweetheart,” I said. “How are you, how was your long weekend?”“It was nice,” he said quietly. “Dad and I spent time together.”I gave him a smile and nodded. “That’s good.”“Are you better now?” he asked bluntly.I clenched my jaw, catching whatever immediate answer was trying to come out.
Layla The morning we were set to head back to New York, I repacked my bags and brought them downstairs. While Eva was busy wiping down on the counters in the kitchen, I noticed Stasia standing out on the back deck.She was leaning against the railing, overlooking the gorgeous ocean view. I instantl
AldoSon of a bitch.Agent Danny Carter. That sneaking little termite that had been slinking around the city like some invisible serpent. He’d been silently gathering information on the Marcello family for God only knows how long.For a time, he’s been off of Carlo’s radar as well given all the trou
Shit. The plan was brilliant. It seemed foolproof enough. There didn’t seem to be any sort of gray areas or cracks in the foundation of the layout. It was solid.And much to my surprise, there didn’t seem to be any involuntary bloodshed like I had initially expected. The threat may have been there,
Aldo I remained silent and observant through the meeting Layla called the following morning. We hadn’t spoken a single word to each other since our fight.Things were bad.After she blatantly expressed her refusal to work with Ethan, she had left the bedroom and chose to stay in one of the other gu
But what about that fine line that runs between both sides? What color is it? Black or white? Good or bad? It was the ‘in-between’ that he never spoke of—like it didn’t exist. What if it wasn’t morally good or morally bad?What if...What if it was a place where neither side existed? Or, perhaps, ca







