Masuk~LUCAS~Three men are married to the same woman.I really can't believe it!I turn my head so quickly toward Esmeralda that I almost hurt my neck.She's already staring at me.Her eyes are wide, her mouth slightly parted, and the expression on her face tells me she's just arrived at the same conclusion.For several seconds, neither of us says anything.We simply stare at each other. Then I lean closer to her."What the actual fuck is this?" I whisper.She blinks. "I honestly don't know."I look back at the stage, then at her again."Are you seeing what I'm seeing?""Unfortunately, yes,” she replies.I drag a hand down my face. "This is insane.""Mr. Lucas…”"No, Esmeralda. This is fucking insane."It's a different thing if it's one man married to three women. But this?? This is absurd!!!I shake my head, still struggling to process what I'm witnessing.Three identical brothers….one woman….and apparently, they're all married to her.What kind of family is this?
~LUCAS~Not only am I surprised with the fact that the MC keeps referring to the hosts in the plural, the name ‘Romano’ also catches my attention.Why are they being called Romano instead of Riccardo? Or is that their family name?I turn toward the entrance when the MC gestures toward the doors."Distinguished guests, please welcome Mr. Vincenzo Romano, Mr. Nico Romano, and Mr. Riccardo Romano!"The cheering grows louder."Alongside their families, we are delighted to welcome our hosts as we prepare to celebrate this very special birthday!"I'm looking toward the entrance, trying to make sense of it.Are they brothers celebrating their birthdays together? If yes….are they triplets? Or just three brothers that just happened to share the same birthdate with different years?Then the enormous doors swing open, and the entire hall rises to its feet.The applause is immediate and deafening.Hundreds of people stand, cheering as three men walk into the hall.The so
~LUCAS~The first thing that crosses my mind when I step outside my apartment is that Camilla's father must be ridiculously wealthy.The second thing is that he's probably one of the most overprotective fathers on the planet.I stand there for several seconds, staring at the long black limousine parked in front of my apartment building.Two expensive SUVs are parked behind it, and several men in black suits stand around the vehicles, their expressions serious as they survey their surroundings.Bodyguards.Real bodyguards….the kind who don't just stand around looking important but constantly scan their surroundings with the alertness of men trained to recognize danger before it strikes.I look from the limousine to the SUVs, then back at the men.What the hell?I've known Camilla for a while now, and although she's mentioned her family several times, she's never given me any indication that her father is wealthy enough to arrive at someone's apartment with an entire security detail.The
~CAMILLA~It takes two days for me to think about every possible outcome, imagine a hundred different scenarios, and even try convincing myself that I can attend the party without telling Lucas about it.Which is ridiculous, considering my father specifically asked me to bring him.And honestly, what kind of woman would I be if I deliberately kept the man I love away from an event simply because I'm afraid of what might happen?Well, technically, Lucas and I haven't officially defined what we are yet, but that doesn't change how I feel about him.I'm in love with him.Terribly, hopelessly, embarrassingly in love with him.And that's precisely why this whole situation is driving me insane.I want him beside me at the party. I want him to meet my father, to see a little more of my world, and perhaps even understand why I'm so attached to my family.But there's Marcella.My beautiful, unpredictable, maddening sister who happens to be the very woman Lucas has been s
~CAMILLA~My dad just announced that my sisters and I will be introduced to the world soon.My lips part, but dad continues before I can even formulate a response.“We've been talking about this for a long time. We're turning forty-seven, and before we reach fifty, we want the world to know about our daughters. We don't want to keep you girls hidden away from public attention forever."I stare at the floor, trying to process what he's saying.The three of us…. publicly introduced…to the world.Our family has always been careful about what the outside world knows about us. There are reasons for that, reasons I've understood even when I haven't always liked them.But hearing Dad say that we're finally going to be introduced publicly makes everything feel suddenly real."Are you serious?" I whisper."Of course I am, sweetheart. This isn't something we've decided on a whim. We've discussed it thoroughly, and we believe the time is right."I press my hand against my chest."Dad, I don't eve
~CAMILLA~"Hello, Dad?""My princess!"I pull the phone away from my ear and blink.What?"My princess!" Dad exclaims again, and I can practically hear the enormous smile on his face. "Oh, my goodness, Camilla! I just saw your results, sweetheart! I just saw them, and I honestly cannot believe what I'm looking at!"The tightness in my chest disappears so quickly that I almost laugh.Oh, thank goodness.For a moment, I thought something terrible had happened. Dad doesn't usually call me this late without a reason, and the sudden appearance of his name on my screen had sent my imagination running in all sorts of frightening directions.But this? This is good.Really, really good.I release a long breath and press my free hand against my chest."Dad, you nearly gave me a heart attack!" I exclaim, sinking onto the couch. "I thought something was wrong.""Wrong? Nothing is wrong, princess! Everything is wonderful!" He laughs, sounding so genuinely delighted that I can'
~NICO~The moment my fist connects with Alessandro’s jaw, the sound is louder than I expect. A sharp crack that silences even the shrieks around us.He stumbles, spits blood, and collapses onto the floor.The crowd roars….half in shock, half in awe. Phones are out, cap
Alessandro stands in the middle of his father’s office, tall and impassive, hands in his pockets, face unreadable. His black shirt clings to his frame, sleeves rolled to the elbows, veins prominent, tattoos peeking at his wrists. The room is thick with tension.Behind the heavy mahogany desk sits
~ELENA~Nico's lips graze my cheeks…almost a kiss.Almost.And then the gym door swings open.“Damn!” We both exclaim.Riccardo walks in, towel over his shoulders. He pauses, eyes flicking between our too-close bodies.“Everything okay here??” He asks, voice neutral, but b
~NICO~“Dad, I'm not quitting school. I love it there” I say angrily to my father.Vincenzo, Riccardo and I are in my father's private office and he called us for a meeting because he heard I was at Elena's school yesterday.Yes, I get that father has eyes everywhere but wh







