Semua Bab His Brother's Bride To-Be : Bab 71 - Bab 80

TAKE ME UPSTAIRS ••Luciana••"I love you Luci."With those three words, my breath was knocked right out of me. The smile I had faded, not out of negativity, but shock. It wasn’t the kind of surprise I expected, but it still left me speechless."What?" I asked, my eyes wide, the sound of fireworks echoing in the background.He brought his forehead close to mine until they were gently touching. "I love you," he repeated softly, without breaking eye contact, his voice steady and genuine."You do?" I whispered, still unable to fully process what he had just said. I had only seen happy tears in movies, and now, here I was, experiencing it myself. The weight of his words was so powerful, so real, that the tears started flowing.It was all too much. Roman, the man who had once been my reluctant partner in a forced marriage, had now become my perfect love. And in that moment, everything shifted.12:00 AM on January 1st— my life had just turned into a beautiful fairytale."I love you too," I

FALLING ••Roman••I can’t tell what Luci did to me, but I know that what we had tonight is something I’ve never experienced before. The sex was different, she responded to my touch in a way that felt like a revelation. Her moans weren’t too loud or too low; they were just the right sounds to drive me crazy. Every time her body moved, every time she gasped or arched her back, I was more certain: this was the best night of my life.It wasn’t just the pleasure, though; it was her. The way she opened up to me, the trust in her eyes. I’d never known anything like it. There was this rawness, but it wasn’t weakness. No, it was strength in its most beautiful form. And it was all for me.Luci was more than just a woman to me now; she was my everything.••Luciana••The sound of clattering woke me from my sleep, pulling me out of the dreamlike haze. I rubbed my eyes, trying to adjust to the light in the room. Roman was standing at the edge of the room, his back facing me. And, of course, as us

I OWN YOU••Luciana••Marco Valerio. The name rang in my mind like a bell, loud and unsettling.I remembered the accident that took Andrian and gave me this scar at the side of my stomach. It was the Valerios who were behind it, the ones who tried to destroy Roman. This man, the one responsible for so much pain, was at the core of all the tension.As soon as Roman heard the name, I saw his reaction shift. His body stiffened, and his shoulders tensed. His eyes burned with an intensity I hadn’t seen before. His anger was palpable.Vikoz and Theo returned to our booth. "They’re gone now," Theo said, his voice low but steady.Roman’s gaze didn’t falter. He kept his eyes on the door where they had just left. His voice was sharp when he spoke. "Who allowed them in?" he demanded."They're new security guards. Just on shift," Vikoz explained. "They claimed not to notice anything off about those guys. That’s why they let them in."Roman’s eyes narrowed, a sign that his patience was running thi

WOMAN DRAMA••Roman••"Take the right turn," I instructed Theo.We were heading out to check on a new inn being built, one of the Orlovs' projects. Our plan was to expand our territory, ensuring we had eyes and ears everywhere. It was all part of growing our influence.We drove through the compound, the security guards and workers already busy with their tasks. The area was under construction.As I stepped out of the car, I took off my sunglasses and waved over to one of the guys at the front."Good day, Signor," he greeted, giving me a respectful nod."Where’s the capo in charge?" I asked, glancing around."He must be inside, let me call him out, sir," the man replied, quickly turning to head inside.Theo was parking the car while I kept an eye on the scene, observing the environment.I was starting to wonder why I hadn't seen the capo yet, he should have been the one giving me the progress report."Let's go in," I told Theo when he got to where I was.We approached the entrance of th

OUR HOME••Luciana••It took a month and a week for our new home to be ready. When I say "our home," I mean the place where Roman and I would finally build our life together, a place for us to start our family.The process took longer than expected because Roman and I had our fair share of disagreements. We couldn't decide on the location of our new home for the longest time. We considered many options, but in the end, we both agreed on a beautiful area near Tver, a city close to Moscow, but far enough for us to feel like it was our own space while still being connected to the Orlov family. Roman left me in charge of the interior design. He trusted me completely with the aesthetics, and honestly, I was excited to make this place feel like it was truly ours. I had everything at my fingertips, and for the first time, I got to create something that was purely for me, for us. I had the freedom to choose the colors, the textures, the furniture, everything that would make this house our sa