LOGINElena 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
Massimo was impressed. Lucilla must have despised having to testify against Massimo—and by extension, the mafia—in order to protect her father. So she made sure such a situation wouldn't happened again, at least not without plenty of warning.She really was a resourceful woman. No wonder Elena had b
Massimo was finishing up mafia work when Lucilla Abano stopped by."Your advisor, Consigliere Luca, let me in," Lucilla explained, "but if you're busy, I can return later."Maybe a few months ago, Massimo would've taken the easy escape and sent Lucilla away—but that was back when she had tried to fl
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
"It looks ridiculous," Massimo observed."Good," Elena replied. "Parties should never be too serious.""I've been to plenty of mafia parties," Massimo continued, "and none of them looked like this.""Those aren't parties—they're meetings," Elena corrected. "They're for business. This is just for fun







