MasukAdriana made a mistake by trading love for security leaving Rafael behind to marry a man who could give her everything he couldn’t. But five years later, that dream shattered when her husband divorced her leaving her with nothing but a sick daughter and a desperation she never imagined. Stripping was supposed to be a one-time thing. Just enough to survive. But Rafael was watching and decided it was time to step in. He was the highschool sweetheart she abandoned who is now the most dangerous man in the city and when he sees her on that stage, he doesn’t hesitate to step in. She belonged to him before and she will belong to him now. Trapped in his world of power and revenge, Adriana knows she can’t escape. But there’s one secret Rafael doesn’t know… he has a daughter. And if he finds out, she might lose everything she’s been fighting for.
Lihat lebih banyakEPILOGUE Five Years Later“Some stories don’t end. They just learn how to rest.”~AdrianaFive years.Five years since Rafael fell to one knee in a garden strung with candlelight and roses.Five years since I told him I was pregnant again and he said. “Then let’s get married today.”Five years since I became Adriana Moretti.And every day since has felt like a slow dream come true.Our home is no longer the same cold estate we once returned to. It’s alive now and loud and messy snd full of laughter and sticky fingers and late night kisses in the hallway. The walls echo with family now. With piano music, bedtime stories and the soft scuffle of tiny feet racing down the marble floors.We have three children now. Three!! I still don’t know how that happened. Well I do because I married Rafael who happens to love the process of love making. The man never learned to keep his hands to himself.Our daughter Isabella, is now ten. She’s elegance and sass wrapped in grace still playing piano l
Adriana’s POVI never thought peace could feel like this. Not the loud kind and not the peace that comes with winning or conquering. But the soft kind. The one that slips into your bones slowly and gentlu like warm sunlight seeping through linen curtains in the morning. The one that makes you breathe deeper and sleep easier and laugh with your whole chest.That was what Rafael gave me now. That was what we had built. We had fallen into a rhythm so perfect it made the years we lost ache even more. But it was the kind of ache I could live with because it’s the the kind that only reminded me how far we’d come.Every day, I woke up next to him all warm and safe beneath the weight of his arm across my waist. I’d stretch lazily, pretend to still be asleep just to feel him kiss my shoulder before slipping out of bed to make coffee. Sometimes I’d follow him, barefoot and sleepy stealing his hoodie and wrapping my arms around his waist from behind while he made our cups.And Isabella (our litt
Rafael’s POVThe house felt alive now.It wasn’t the quiet fortress it had been after Adriana left. It wasn’t the cold palace where silence echoed louder than footstepsNo. Now it was warm with coffee mugs left out on the kitchen counter. Isabella’s laughter echoing down the halls. Adriana’s perfume lingering in the doorway after she passed through. Morning sunlight streaming into our bedroom and falling across her sleeping face as she curled into the sheets.And the routine. God, the routine!!! Mornings had become sacred.I woke first always because of years of discipline. But now instead of preparing for war, I prepared coffee that is strong for me, sweet and warm with oat milk and cinnamon for her just how she liked it. Sometimes if she wasn’t too sleepy or lazy she’d slip out of bed and join me in the gym. Wearing one of my oversized shirts and barefoot with hair messy while yawning dramatically like she’d been asked to carry the world. But she always smiled. Even hal -asleep, sh
Adrianna’s POVThe estate felt different now cause it was warmer and softer and more lived in not ruled. It still had its edges of marble floors and iron railings and shadows in corners where power once crouched. But now, it was quieter. Peace had pulled a blanket over the chaos tucking us in like a family finally allowed to rest.We returned to the private quarters after everything. After the confrontation and the reckoning and the unraveling of a legacy built on blood and deceit. Basha had fallen and Rafael had walked away hand in mine, jaw set with that same intensity he always carried but now softened at the edges with purpose. He didn’t speak much as we entered the suite he just held Isabella’s hand in his and my waist in the other. We moved like a unit. One heart with three bodies. His men had lined up outside the hall when we arrived but not like soldiers or weapons with growling faces. Just relief and joy, eyes shining with something deeper than respect loyalty rooted in lov






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