LOGINI thought my life was already a disaster— In my father's eyes, only my perfect sister mattered. I was always the forgotten second daughter. My sole comfort was my upcoming wedding to the man I loved. Until the night before my wedding, when everything changed. "You're going to take your sister's place and marry the most dangerous mafia don in New York." I had to pretend to be my sister and fool a man who could end my life without hesitation. Most importantly, a car accident two years ago had left him blind and wheelchair-bound. He couldn't even make love, yet he demanded I bear him an heir. However, when I'm straddling his powerful thighs, when he takes me night after night and fills me so completely that I'm left trembling and breathless... my legs give out beneath me. I'm the one who's truly powerless. The disability and blindness were all part of his elaborate deception. When my sister returned, filled with regret and determined to expose my identity and reclaim him, I thought I would lose my life for deceiving the mafia don. "You thought you could deceive the devil himself? You've been mine since that first night." His fingers find places that make me arch and beg. His mouth claims every inch of my skin. His touch fills me so completely I forget my own name.
View MoreVito POVDay Fifteen.Tony set the seventh report on my desk at nine in the morning. I didn't touch it.I already knew what it contained — the same careful language wrapped around the same essential truth. Nothing. No confirmed sightings, no financial activity linked to any identity we could trace, no footprint in any of the networks I'd spent fifteen years building. She was gone the way people go when they are very smart and very determined and have been paying close attention to the shape of the cage around them.I had let her leave. That was the part that sat in my chest like a stone I couldn't move.She was always smarter than you gave her credit for, I thought. That was your mistake.I left the report on the desk and walked to the window.The commotion reached me before Maria herself did.It was mid-morning. I could hear her voice in the corridor — that particular register she used with the household staff, the one that landed somewhere between a request and an instruction. I rec
Vito POVDay Fifteen.Tony set the seventh report on my desk at nine in the morning. I didn't touch it.I already knew what it contained — the same careful language wrapped around the same essential truth. Nothing. No confirmed sightings, no financial activity linked to any identity we could trace, no footprint in any of the networks I'd spent fifteen years building. She was gone the way people go when they are very smart and very determined and have been paying close attention to the shape of the cage around them.I had let her leave. That was the part that sat in my chest like a stone I couldn't move.She was always smarter than you gave her credit for, I thought. That was your mistake.I left the report on the desk and walked to the window.The commotion reached me before Maria herself did.It was mid-morning. I could hear her voice in the corridor — that particular register she used with the household staff, the one that landed somewhere between a request and an instruction. I rec
Vito POV"Boss.""Tell me.""Isabella." He stopped. Cleared his throat. "She's gone."The room went very still."Gone?""The overnight man reported in at six. Routine. Everything was fine." Tony's jaw was tight. "We pulled the footage from the building's external cameras at seven. She left through a side exit at eleven-forty-three last night. There was a car waiting two blocks north. She got in." He paused. "We haven't been able to trace the vehicle."My hand closed around the glass on the desk.The crack was sharp and sudden. Tony took a step back. "Get me a towel," I said.Tony handed me one from the side cabinet without a word. I wrapped it around my hand, applied pressure, and kept my voice level."No one speaks about this outside this room. Not to the staff. Not to the other families." I looked at him directly. "Not to my father.""Your father is going to find out. When he does—""When he does, I will handle it. Until then, nothing."Tony nodded, once, and I could see him doing t
Sophia POVI have something to protect now.It changed the calculations entirely.I sat at the small kitchen table the morning after my clinic appointment with a cup of tea I'd substituted for coffee.The two men in the lobby. They rotated on a schedule I'd been observing without meaning to, the way you passively absorb patterns when you have nothing else to do. One shift change at seven in the morning. Another at seven in the evening. The overnight man was quieter than the day ones, stationed near the building entrance, and he was very good at being invisible—which meant he'd grown comfortable, which meant he'd stopped looking for things he didn't expect to see.That's something, I thought.Tony had sent them to watch me. Or protect me. The distinction had stopped mattering—either way, they reported back. Either way, Vito knew when I left the building, where I went, when I returned. The illusion of freedom in Paris was still an illusion, just with better architecture.I couldn't affo
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