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A lot has happened with Desmond and he wants us all eliminated. The idea of him sending enforcers to gun down my brothers, mother and nephews is gut-wrenching. And he would do it, too. Without a doubt. Desmond is an evil man who is power hungry and bitter because my dad ran everything while Desmond was sent to Ireland to look over our business interests there. Exiled is a better word because the two of them had a falling out and couldn't get back on the same page. I have no idea what happened exactly, but Desmond was sent away and my dad continued to run the kingdom here in Chicago. It was a slap in Desmond's face really.Something he obviously never forgot and still harbors ill will about.The last thing I want is for anything bad to happen to the people I love. At the same time, I can't promise myself to Luca Volkanov without ever having seen or met him. It's crazy.With a big, very weary and resigned sigh, I hold up a hand. "I can't make any promises, but I will meet Luca." Once ag

I resent my father for several things but mostly because he never paid me an ounce of attention, and I even confronted him about it once. A long time ago. I told him that I felt invisible in his eyes. And do you know what he said? My chest tightens as his icy words flood my head."You may as well be invisible, Luca, because you don't matter when it comes to the business side of things."All because I'm the youngest son and Gio is the one who our father put all of his energy into grooming. I love my brother and it's not his fault Matthias Volkanov is such a cold-hearted asshole. But I never forgot that and I've always hated him for saying such a terrible thing to me.Needing to clear my head and have a good, stiff drink, I stomp down the street, heading for the nearby corner pub. I'm going to pack my stuff back up and get out of here. Maybe I'll head back to Europe. Or, maybe I'll go to some exotic and tropical destination. A place with palm trees and the ocean. I can lay on the beach

"Why don't we leave them alone," Anna suggests, backing out of the room."Yes," Trish agrees. "Let them get to know each other a little bit.""I need a hug first," Solana exclaims and throws herself into Luca's arms."I missed you, Lana," Luca murmurs in a low voice that makes my toes curl. It's ridiculous, but a part of me is jealous at the way his eyes light up when he's embracing his sister. Then he looks over her head and extends his arm to Trish. "C'mere."Trish joins their hug and the three of them all start talking at once. The girls told me they haven't seen Luca in two years, so I know they're excited. And who could blame them? I know I'd miss him, too. Although in a much different way than a sibling would.Luca is lighting a fire inside me and right now it's simmering at a very hot temperature. And there's no denying the possibility it could build into a scorching inferno if I let it. Physically, he's everything I've always found attractive in a man. The question is does he

For a long moment, I don't say anything. He's cornering me and I need to get out of here. I immediately turn and walk out. Even though I'm more stubborn than a mule, my father is extremely persuasive. And I refuse to let myself cave in to him.No one is around and I make my way through the brownstone and to the large side porch. Dropping down, I rake my fingers through my hair and scowl. But then an image of Finley flickers through my mind and my frown turns into a small, slight smile. Somehow, she has the power to make me smile even when I'm angrier than a hornet. I have no idea how, but it intrigues me.She intrigues me. Even more than maybe I'd like to admit.The idea of marrying Finley and spending the next few months with her isn't the issue. It's giving in to my father that's leaving a bad taste in my mouth. Truthfully, I can't stop thinking about Finley and I'm beginning to wonder what it would be like to kiss her. To breathe her floral scent in more deeply and to touch her. Is

I'm reaching the end of my first drink and quickly realizing this is a bust. As I contemplate leaving, someone sits in the empty stool beside me."Hi," a voice says, and I look over to see a guy smiling at me. "Can I buy you another drink?"I hesitate, not sure if I should go or stay. He's cute, I suppose, but not my normal type. A little stocky, he has thick arms and light brown hair. But his blue-gray eyes draw me in because they seem to hold a twinkle."Sure," I say slowly.He orders another round for me and a beer for himself. Then he turns and gives me a roguish grin. If I didn't know better, I'd say he's up to something. For whatever reason, he's giving off a mischievous air. Like he knows something that I don't, and that puts me on edge a little."I'm Ewan.""I'm—""Stunning," he interrupts, gaze sliding down my figure.First of all, ew. And, second, I don't really appreciate the way he cuts me off while I'm speaking. Forcing a smile, I finish introducing myself and say, "Finle