Mag-log in"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
As the party got underway, Elena paid close attention to the members of the Abano family. While the Abano estate wasn't anywhere near as grand as the Ferraro estate, they did have a beautiful ballroom. There was even a second floor that had a cut away in the center of its floor—making it great for s
"So you want the white picket fence dream," Massimo stated."What's wrong with that?" Elena asked defensively."Nothing.""No, tell me what alternative life you would want, Mister Man of Adventure," Elena insisted. "Since the cozy life is too good for you, please, enlighten me to your ways."Massimo
"Not to mention that Gavino had to dig for this information," Massimo added. "It pisses me off.""Should we try to get closer?" Luca offered. "You probably won't be able to get inside, but with how quiet the place has been, I might be—"Massimo straightened his spine. "Repeat that," he ordered."Par
Massimo checked his watch. It would take a few minutes to get to the next don's estate. Massimo pulled up his phone and called Gavino."Boss," Gavino greeted cheerily—he must not have heard about Tyler's visit to New York. "How goes, sir?""It'd go better if you had some good news," Massimo replied.







