تسجيل الدخول"There seems to be a misunderstanding," Elena stated sweetly, "because though my mother would love to cook for you all, I'm not sure your kitchen could handle it."Mrs. Winslow scoffed. "I doubt that, dear.""Alright," Elena said, getting up from her seat, "let's see about that."Without another wor
The week quickly flew by as Elena continued to take shifts as the Golden Gates Hospital. Before she realized it, the date of the dreaded Winslow family dinner was upon them. Elena took some solace in the fact that neither Noah nor Sloane looked especially excited.As the matter stood, Sloane tried t
Elena knew she was unlikely to get out of attending, but she remembered the importance of negotiating."You know, Jack was telling me how the wives and kids don't normally attend," she said slowly. "That seems so unfair. Why don't we make it a real big, proper family dinner and have everyone attend?
Cameron and Jack Winslow both took open seats in the nearby open living room. Noah quickly shot Elena and Sloane an apologetic look as he hurried through his breakfast, but it was clear to Elena that he wouldn't be telling his brothers to leave. By now, Elena had learned that Noah had more of a "gri
Elena hoped the little wolf was okay, and that it forgave her for leaving so suddenly. Surely, Massimo would take good care of it?Massimo sent Elena so many presents. He was trying to be sweet yet ended up being incredibly showy, too—in a way only Massimo could be.Elena was happy but also conflict
It was late, so Elena wasn't surprised that Noah and Sloane had already headed to bed for the night. She was a little disappointed though. Seeing them would've brightened her mood—plus they might've known why there were a bunch of packages for Elena.But since Elena was alone, there was only one way
There were several dishes already on display at the table—several of which she recognized as delicious dishes she had during her previous stay at the estate. She fondly recalled taking pictures of salads and seafood and small finger sandwiches and then texting them to her husband. He seemed surprise
Elena laughed. She hadn't realized how well Massimo had gotten at telling jokes, but he had seriously improved his delivery."What would you do?" Massimo insisted.It was only once Elena noticed Massimo's intense stare that he realized the question was serious."I would divorce him," Elena said simp
There was another knock at the door. This time it was louder.At the same moment Elena dropped her arms, so did Massimo. In practically the same breath, they pulled apart. Wordlessly, they both put on one of the Grand Mermaid Hotel's complementary robes and headed to the door.Massimo opened the doo
As Massimo's lawyer finished speaking, everyone in the court fell silent. Elena couldn't blame anyone—the idea that the Mafia King hadn't tried to kill her but save her was something no one would ordinarily expect."Think about," Mr. Barbieri continued. "Really think about it! You're surrounded in a







