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Author: PEACHES
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AURORA

I’ve known the Romanos since I was eighteen—barely old enough to drink, barely old enough to understand what real power looked like. And yet, even then, I saw it in them. I felt it. Their name didn’t just command fear—it commanded reverence. Years passed, but time with the Romanos wasn’t measured in calendars. It was measured in blood, in loyalty, in the weight of silence between unspoken truths.

The Romano—Viktor, Dominic, Sammy, or even Alessandro Romano, were not the kind of people who wore their hearts on their sleeves. They were tough nuts. But when the matter came to their hearts, they were weak. 

None of them wore their hearts where you could see them. No, they buried their emotions under layers of steel and t

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  • The Monster's Protégé   - 67 -

    MARCOI was just a man—flesh, blood, and the restraint of the devil himself.Any decent man would have seen the pain in her eyes, the vulnerability in her posture, and instinctively pulled her into his arms to offer comfort. But I wasn’t that man. And I sure as hell wasn’t decent.Aurora wasn’t looking for comfort anyway—not a hug, not warmth, and definitely not a goddamn cup of cocoa. She showed up at my door, soaked to the bone, eyes wild with something between defiance and desperation... and she offered herself to me – completely and willingly.It wasn’t the first time, but it had been far too long since I’d tasted her the way I wanted. The way I needed

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    AURORAI’ve known the Romanos since I was eighteen—barely old enough to drink, barely old enough to understand what real power looked like. And yet, even then, I saw it in them. I felt it. Their name didn’t just command fear—it commanded reverence. Years passed, but time with the Romanos wasn’t measured in calendars. It was measured in blood, in loyalty, in the weight of silence between unspoken truths.The Romano—Viktor, Dominic, Sammy, or even Alessandro Romano, were not the kind of people who wore their hearts on their sleeves. They were tough nuts. But when the matter came to their hearts, they were weak.None of them wore their hearts where you could see them. No, they buried their emotions under layers of steel and t

  • The Monster's Protégé   - 65 -

    AURORAWhen I closed my eyes, I saw Sammy.Not the Sammy most people knew—the one in scrubs with her name embroidered in neat white stitching over her heart. No. I saw my Sammy. Dressed to devastate in a tailored blazer, four-inch Louboutins, and that ridiculously expensive Hermès bag she swore she’d never part with—even if the building was on fire. She always looked like she belonged on the Milan runway, not strolling through sterilized hospital corridors. And when I told her that, she’d just smirk, flip her dark hair, and say, “Please, I could make scrubs look like Versace.”The devil di

  • The Monster's Protégé   - 64 -

    AURORAWhen you touch a Roman in this city, you pay. And for the next twenty-four hours, Chicago bled for it. Every soldier, every snitch, every lowlife who'd ever whispered our name in reverence or fear was dragged into the chaos. The order had been simple—Find Samantha Romano or die trying. And God help anyone who got in our way.By nightfall, the cells beneath our warehouse were overflowing. The stench of sweat, blood, and bile clung to the walls like mold, and screams echoed like sirens. We broke bones, ripped out lies, and drowned rats in their own cowardice. If they lived, they talked. If they didn’t—well, that was one less mouth to waste time on.My fists were shredded, the skin split wide open, each knuck

  • The Monster's Protégé   - 63 -

    AURORAIt would be an understatement to say that I drove fast. I floored the gas pedal of my SUV and ran every possible red light on my way because being caught by the police for that petty thing would be the last of my offences.The phone rang and I took the call on speaker. “Ma’am, the GPS tracking on Mrs. Romano’s car looks faulty. But we have the last location before it went off the grid.”“Send me the location, then.”I disconnected and sped through the streets of Chicago, hoping against hope that I was not late. Mia Romano was untouchable, and if anyone was foolish enough to do that, he would surely incur the wrath of Viktor. But it was not Viktor’s wrath I was worr

  • The Monster's Protégé   - 62 -

    AURORAI couldn’t decide if Marco’s silence was a blessing or a warning shot. Since the last meeting, he’d kept a professional distance; he was being cold, efficient, and annoyingly invisible at every Romano family event. He was present when it mattered, gone when it didn’t. Not a glance, not a word more than necessary. I’d assumed he’d chase that mystery girl, that something in him would crack, but Simon’s updates came up empty. Whoever she was, she’d vanished like a ghost, and Marco? He’d buried himself in work like it could silence whatever haunted him.And me? I was sitting in the open, pretending the crosshairs weren’t aimed directly at my back.Dominic had changed, too. The usual arrogance in his st

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