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Author’s POV.Later, once the bedroom was a crime scene of discarded blankets and very satisfied bodies, Sofia slipped out from between them with a soft smile.She tiptoed past Nikolai’s arm—he was starfished across the bed like he’d fought in a war and barely made it. Nial mumbled something about “peaches” in his sleep (she wasn’t asking), and Nadei let out a contented sigh, flipping over to steal her pillow. The traitor.She padded quietly to the window, tugging the curtains open just a little. Morning sunlight poured in like honey, soft and golden, catching on the scattered chaos of their lives. Half-finished drawings from Jade. Lorelai’s pink unicorn slippers. A little handmade bracelet she hadn’t taken off since Jade had proudly given it to her.Her eyes softened.But then they drifted—just a bit farther. To the picture tucked in the frame of the mirror. A candid one. Blurry. Taken at the café weeks ago when she wasn’t looking.Arsen.Holding Alexei. Smiling at her like she was t
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Author’s POV.Sofia woke up to the quiet hum of the early morning, her body sore in that deeply satisfying way that made her cheeks flush just remembering why. She stretched—gingerly—like a cat, her legs tangling in silky sheets, and blinked up at the high ceiling of the triplet’s guest house master bedroom.The scent of rose petals and something a little more sinful still clung to the air.She smiled. No—she grinned, slow and smug, because last night? Last night was a movie. A scandal. A sacred ritual. A group effort that deserved an Olympic medal and a Vatican ban all at once.Sliding out of bed quietly, she tiptoed over the chaos of discarded towels, a suspicious-looking whipped cream can, and—was that a sock stuck to the wall?Okay. They were definitely banned from bath bombs and wine combos forever.She wrapped herself in her robe, trying to remember which leg was currently operational and which one was still on strike, and made it halfway to the kitchen when—“HE STOLE MY PANDA!
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Author's POV.The sun cast a golden hue over the estate, illuminating the meticulous birthday setup Sofia had poured her heart into. Balloons in navy, silver, and gold adorned the grand hall, each one bearing the names of the triplets—Nial, Nadei, and Nikolai. She’d even matched the tablecloths and napkins, arranged lilies into elegant centerpieces, and added her personal touch to every detail. The scent of fresh linen, lemon polish, and lingering vanilla cupcakes danced in the air.It was perfect. Well—almost.As Sofia adjusted a slightly crooked candle, the unmistakable sound of something combusting came from the kitchen.“Where’s the fire extinguisher?!” Arsen’s voice rang out like a warning siren.Sofia froze. Then sprinted.Smoke billowed from the oven. Arsen stood mid-chaos, oven mitts on, waving a towel in front of what could only be described as a cake-shaped brick. He looked more offended than apologetic.“I followed the damn recipe!” he howled, face buried in his hands. "Why
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Nikolai.It was just him and me for a while—Aurelio and I.Sitting on the stone steps of the estate as the sky turned from bruised peach to deeper lavender, as though the world was holding its breath before nightfall. The estate, for once, was quiet. No voices, no clatter. Just the occasional chirp of birds and the way Aurelio would tap his foot—restless but grounded, like some part of him still knew this was home, even if he didn’t remember why.He hadn’t said much.Didn’t need to.We weren’t good at talking, he and I—not in the normal way. We were better in movement, in action, in that sharp-edged language that required fists or guns or pacing tension. But this? Sitting still beside him, sipping whatever herbal nonsense Arsen had convinced me to try? This was... grounding.Healing didn’t always look like breakthroughs. Sometimes it was just a man breathing easier beside someone who knew not to ask questions.“You used to complain about the birds here,” I said eventually, half-amused
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Nikolai.The sun was beginning its slow descent, drenching the estate in a thick, golden haze. The gardens looked like they belonged in a painting, every blade of grass and stone path lit up like someone had dipped them in honey.The air had that crisp, early evening bite to it—the kind that hinted at colder nights ahead, the kind that made your breath puff out in little clouds if you waited long enough.It was the kind of quiet that settled not just around you, but inside you.I hadn’t realized how bad I needed that silence until I was drowning in it.Not the fake kind you get in the middle of chaos when your brain just...short-circuits.No, this was real silence.Healing silence.Aurelio sat next to me on the stone steps, hunched forward slightly, elbows resting on his knees. His hand curled loosely around the iron railing beside him, fingertips absently tracing the cold metal. His gaze was fixed out past the gardens, past the trees, locked on some point on the horizon only he could
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Nikolai.The sun had just started its lazy climb when I stepped outside, coffee mugs in hand and sleep still clinging to the corners of my mind.The estate grounds were soaked in golden light, the grass jeweled with dew like nature had cried a little last night but decided to make the best of it this morning. A breeze swept through the lemon trees, carrying that light citrusy scent Sofia always said reminded her of summers in Italy. The air felt warm but not heavy, peaceful but not silent—alive in a way that made my ribs loosen.It smelled like hope.And after everything we’d survived—everything we were still clawing our way through—I wasn’t going to waste that. Peace like this was rare in our world. You had to hold it tight, two hands and all heart.Across the lawn, I spotted her first.Sofia sat on a picnic blanket under the olive tree—her olive tree, the one she’d stubbornly refused to let the gardeners trim because “It has character, shut up.” Lorelai was perched between her legs,
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Sofia.The house was quiet again. Not the warm hush of family sleep like before—this was different. Tense. Coiled.I closed the door to the master bedroom behind me with shaking fingers. They weren’t here. I’d kissed them all goodnight. Told them I loved them. And then I’d said what none of us had ever dared to say aloud.“I want to be with him tonight too. I want Arsen.”There’d been silence. Tight jaws. Clenched fists. But they’d nodded , nevertheless. Not because they wanted to, but because they respected it. Me. Him.And now I was in the hallway, heart thudding like a warning bell.His door was open.The room was barely lit—moonlight spilling across the bed where he sat, shirtless, head bowed, tattoos twisting over his arms and shoulders like shadows, his scars full on display. He didn’t look up. “Are you going to come in,” he said, voice low, “Or are you just staying and leaving a second after?”My throat tightened. I walked in.He still didn’t move.“I'm sorry I couldn't stay wi
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Sofia.The house had settled into sleep. Deep, contented sleep—the kind that comes after too much food, too much laughter, and just enough wine to make your muscles hum. I’d tucked Lorelai in with Aurelio, kissed her goodnight, and left them curled up like something sacred. It made my chest ache in the best way.But now…Now I was tiptoeing back into the room I shared with my husbands.The lights were low, golden and soft like candlelight, spilling across skin and sheets. Nadei was sprawled on the bed like he’d been sculpted there—shirtless, his long legs tangled in the duvet, green eyes glinting as he scrolled through his phone. Nikolai stood at the mirror adjusting his watch strap, because even undressing was apparently a production with him. Nial was at the foot of the bed, all quiet storm in his black tee and sweatpants, sipping his herbal tea from a mug like he wasn’t watching me like prey.My mouth went dry.“Hi,” I said, breath catching a little.Nadei grinned, stretching like
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Author’s POV.The house had quieted down into that soft, post-dinner lull—where even the shadows on the walls seemed to breathe slower. Distant murmurs echoed from the living room, where the others were watching some awful old mafia film Luca claimed was “a classic.” Someone was already asleep on the couch. Probably Renzo. He always passed out after too much pasta like some kind of carb-loaded bear who was getting ready to hibrenate.Aurelio wasn’t with them.He was in the hallway upstairs, sitting at the edge of his old bedroom—the one he hadn’t dared sleep in yet. Too many pieces of him still scattered like glass inside it. Too many ghosts watching from the corners.He stared at the room like it might bite him.The bed was made. The same comforter. Same shelves. Someone had even fixed the frame of the photo he’d apparently shattered during one of his more violent post-surgery episodes. A picture of the five of them—Sofia in the middle, arms folded, eyes rolling. Him grinning with an
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