LOGIN"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
"The one studying to become a doctor?" Elena asked.Lucilla nodded. "Yes, she's—"Footsteps pounded on the ground. Lucilla rolled her eyes in fond annoyance."You can meet the little shit herself," she muttered.Lucilla's sister could've been her twin—just shrunken down and not filled out in all the
But Elena can't focus on any of that. She's suddenly reminded of every childhood memory of walking back home with Joshua. As just a kid, she hadn't questioned why Joshua sometimes insisted on stopping at food trucks to stall their inevitable parting—she just had enjoyed those extra stolen moments.B
"Wait, no," Elena immediately protested. "You already brought a case against Massimo, and he was found innocent. And I thought you promised that you were done with attacking him—""Elena, please," Joshua interjected softly. "This isn't the state of New York or the local cops going after him. This is
Massimo knew the server who had almost shot him must work for one of the Massachusetts dons. He probably snuck into the party and then changed clothes to match with the other servers. The Grasso's servants were dressed in dark green tuxedos—while the Grasso's didn't hide where they had their servant







