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CHAPTER 61

Olivia – POVI’d perfected the art of smiling with my teeth and not my soul.And tonight, I was putting it to good use.The chandeliers above us glittered like a thousand knives suspended by threads, and I couldn't help but wonder how many people here had blood on their hands—fresh, old, or in progress. The answer was all of them.Including me.Luciano stood to my left, a living monument to menace wrapped in satin and silence. Every glance thrown our way—every gulp of champagne, every shift in posture—was laced with tension. His presence didn’t demand attention. It commanded it. And mine?Mine confused them.To them, I was a question they couldn’t solve.A woman too calm beside a man too dangerous.A woman too beautiful to be spared.“Champagne, ma’am?” a waiter asked, tray trembling slightly as he approached.I smiled faintly and waved him off. “None for me.”He nodded quickly and disappeared like a man who had just escaped the jaws of a panther.Luciano didn’t comment. He never did.

Last Updated : 2025-07-08

CHAPTER 62

Olivia – POVI didn’t speak until the last flute of champagne shattered.It wasn’t mine. It was some drunk fool behind me, trying too hard to flirt with a politician’s daughter and failing with the grace of a sinking ship. But when it hit the floor and splintered like a gunshot, the room paused.And so did I.Luciano’s hand was already at my lower back, steady and firm. Always steady. Always watching.“Come with me,” I whispered, barely turning my head.He didn’t ask. He just moved, guiding me through the mass of silks and sequins and smug smiles with that same iron precision that made people instinctively step aside. Like they knew we were no longer part of the party.We were a storm forming.The hallway was dimmer. Quieter. The air less perfumed. His footsteps never changed pace, but mine quickened until I was walking ahead, swallowing the quake building in my throat.“Olivia.” His voice was low. Intent. “What happened?”I didn’t stop until we reached the balcony. Just past the terr

Last Updated : 2025-07-09

CHAPTER 63

Luciano pov"Marco, he threatened her… even when he knew she'd tell me!" I roared, punching the wall beside me. A sharp pain bolted through my knuckles, skin splitting open, but I welcomed it. Pain was real. Pain didn’t lie.I pinched my forearm hard—again. I wanted to make sure I wasn't dreaming, that this wasn’t just some twisted illusion brought on by my own fear. It stung. Good.“Calm down, boss.” Marco’s voice was firm but low, a soft leash trying to hold back a wild dog. He stepped closer, unshaken by my outburst. “This mood... this rage? That’s exactly what he wants. Don’t give him the pleasure.”I looked at him. No, stared. My breath caught in my throat. And then, I smirked—a smile that carried no warmth.“If that’s what he wants,” I said, my voice a blade, “then he’s playing with the wrong person.”Marco tilted his head slightly, like he’d just spotted a fuse lighting beneath my skin. He knew that look. That smirk meant blood. That smirk meant someone was going to lose sleep.

Last Updated : 2025-07-09

CHAPTER 64

Olivia — POV The house felt different the next morning. Still silent. Still too big. But different. Like the shadows had finally stopped whispering. I woke up before the sun had fully risen, curled against Luciano’s side, my head on his chest and his arm around my waist like he thought I might vanish if he let go. He was still asleep. I studied him for a moment—his jaw rough with stubble, his lashes resting against his cheeks, the barely-there frown he wore even in sleep, like his body hadn’t quite learned how to rest without expecting blood. And yet… He looked peaceful. Safe. Loved. My heart did this annoying, fluttery thing it had been doing way too much lately. Stupid thing. Stupid feelings. Stupid man for making me fall for him. I slipped out of bed quietly, pressing a kiss to his shoulder as I did. He shifted a little but didn’t wake. Good. He needed sleep. After everything with his father, after everything I said—God, the way Salvatore had looked at me, like I was a

Last Updated : 2025-07-10

CHAPTER 65

Olivia — POV Night fell slow and golden. Luciano lit the fireplace in the den, even though the house was warm. Said he liked the way the light moved. Said it reminded him of Rome in the winter. I didn't ask what that meant. I just curled into the massive couch beside him and let myself breathe. It wasn’t quiet. Not really. There was the crackle of flames. The distant hum of the security system. The slow, steady thud of his heartbeat beneath my cheek as I leaned against him. But it felt quiet. The kind of quiet that settles after chaos. After a storm. The kind of quiet that dares you to believe it might last. I’d showered, changed into soft cotton pajamas—his again, obviously—and eaten two more strawberries straight from the tray like a gremlin. He hadn’t stopped watching me. Like if he looked away, I might disappear. “You good?” I asked without lifting my head. “Mm-hm.” “You’re staring.” “Can you blame me?” I smiled against his chest. “I’m literally covered in strawberry

Last Updated : 2025-07-11

CHAPTER 66

Olivia — POVI didn’t hit him.Let’s just get that on the record.I wanted to. Oh, I really, really wanted to. But I didn’t. Which, considering my history and my rapidly escalating blood pressure, honestly deserved a damn medal.“You’ve got five seconds,” I said, voice sharp as cut glass, “to explain what the hell you’re doing on my doorstep, after disappearing for—what was it? A year? Two?”My brother didn’t flinch.Didn’t blink.He just looked at me the way people look at war memorials. Like he remembered everything but didn’t have the words for it.His name caught in my throat like a splinter. “Logan.”He exhaled. A breath like regret. Like shame. “Liv.”Luciano stayed at my side, silent and still, but I felt the tension radiating off him like heat from a loaded gun. He didn’t trust this. He didn’t trust him.I didn’t either.“Let him in,” I said finally, the words bitter on my tongue.Luciano didn’t move.“Luciano.”He looked at me, jaw tight. Then, reluctantly, stepped aside.Log

Last Updated : 2025-07-12

CHAPTER 67

Luciano — POVI didn’t trust him.Didn’t trust the way he stood too straight, like he’d been waiting for this moment.Didn’t trust the way his eyes tracked every corner of the room like he was cataloging entry points, exits, sightlines.Didn’t trust the way Olivia’s voice cracked when she said his name—like it still meant something.Logan.The brother who vanished when the world tried to devour her.And now he was back. Saying the right things. Wearing guilt like it was stitched to his skin. Looking at me like he was wondering if I deserved her.He didn’t have to wonder.I didn’t deserve her.But she was still mine.I watched Olivia as the door closed behind him.She hadn’t moved.Not a breath. Not a blink. Just sat there on the edge of the couch like the world had hit pause—and she wasn’t sure whether to scream or shatter.“Liv,” I said quietly.She didn’t answer.So I crossed the room, knelt in front of her, and took her hands.“You don’t have to carry this alone.”That did it. Her

Last Updated : 2025-07-14

CHAPTER 68

Olivia — POVThe bullet cracked past my cheekbone before I even registered the sound.Luciano’s shout—sharp and raw—ripped through the trees behind me as I dropped, rolled, came up behind the low stone wall of the old vineyard ruins we’d taken cover in just hours earlier.My heart didn’t race. It slammed. A war drum in my chest. Not from fear.But fury.“I’m fine!” I yelled, clutching the Glock tighter, ignoring the sting on my cheek where the bullet had kissed me.Luciano was beside me in the next breath, breathless, nostrils flared, eyes wild with the kind of terror he never let anyone see.“You’re not fine.”“Trust me,” I said, ducking behind the wall again as another shot sparked against the rock above us, “I’ve had worse dates.”He didn’t laugh.He was already pulling another clip from his jacket, jaw clenched so tight I thought it might shatter.“Four shooters. Two behind the shed, one behind the van, last one’s high ground, east tree line.”I blinked at him. “Did you…just analy

Last Updated : 2025-07-15

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