Se connecterFor the next five minutes, the only sound was that of Luca vigorously striking keys. Then he muttered a quick, "Yes!" and smiled. He turned the screen so that Massimo could better see it."We're in," Luca reported. "Only temporarily, of course—we've got fifteen minutes maximum."Massimo scanned the
"You know what," Massimo said into his cell phone, forcing his tone to stay casual. "You should clean up your place before you go anywhere.""I suppose I could be more thorough," Luca replied. "I don't like how much dust gets caught on the window's curtains.""Better to take care of that before alle
Massimo heard a car approach. He rushed to the windows, hoping that Elena had called a cab.But he didn't see a cab. Instead, he saw a nondescript black van pull up next to a nearby telephone pole. Massimo frowned.It didn't have any of the usual signage, but Massimo could recognize a repurposed FBI
Elena was so frustrated. Because this was the problem, wasn't it? How was she supposed to trust Massimo when he had been lying and sneaking around behind her back?Wasn't that just what her parents used to do? Wasn't Tyler using similarly ridiculous schemes—albeit with more force—to get her at his s
Elena tried to change directions but found herself at a dead end. Worst of all, the aisles were too cramped for her to slip by her step-mother. There was no way to avoid the woman."Are you ready to leave?"Elena hadn't been ready to hear that deep, steady voice again, but between Massimo and her st
Massimo stared at the fuel gauge, as if that would change the fact that the motorcycle didn't have much gas left. At least the damn thing beeped before it was completely empty—getting stranded on a deserted street with no easy way home truly would be the worst way to end this evening-into-morning ad
"Come on, a black dress like this could be used for some fancy events, not just clubbing," Aria had begged until Elena had broken down and let her roommate buy her the dress.That first night at the club was fun. But soon, Aria was getting hit on by men and women. They were buying Aria drinks, compl
"And you said yes?" Sloane asked. "When Massimo asked you to marry him, you agreed?"Elena didn't like how surprised Sloane seemed. It was clear her mother didn't think highly of Massimo—or really, any decision Elena made when it came to the mafia."He's not as bad as you may think," Elena defended.
The dinner between Sloane, Noah, Elena, and Massimo appeared to be going well. No one had started a fight, everyone laughed and smiled at each other, and no one even glared at anyone!But only the servants would think it was actually going well. To Elena, who was paying much closer attention, the di
Her phone buzzing stopped Elena from spiraling with these thoughts."It's for the best. Parents tend to hate me," Max replied."I doubt that's true," she protested."It is," Max insisted. "I emasculate fathers, and I am a terrible judge of mothers. Though either way, the mothers don't end up liking







