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AriaI paced the foyer while glancing at the door every few seconds, waiting for Lola. She should be here any minute now.It didn’t take much convincing for her to spend a couple of days here, which in itself was a relief. I missed her, and I was looking forward to spending time with her.And honestly, I needed the distraction.The doors opened and Victor, holding a suitcase, walked in first, with Lola trailing behind him with baby Mia strapped to her chest.Relief flooded through me.“You are here!” I rushed forward and hugged her, careful not to squeeze too close to the baby between us.“I hope your husband didn’t mind me dragging you away for a couple of days,” I added.Sadness flickered in her eyes for just a second, but she recovered quickly.Then I noticed it.The light bruise at the side of her face.“What happened to your face?” amusement leaving my voice.“Oh, it’s nothing,” she stuttered, brushing her hand over the spot. “I ran into a door while trying to pick up a crying Mi

Dante“So you are really not going to say anything?” Adriano said. He was more whiny than usual.“You need to get better first,” I replied.“I already told you, I’m fine.”I sat in Adriano’s room reading a book, trying to keep him company. I should be working, but I couldn’t bring myself to concentrate.My mind kept going back to last night.She was perfect.Her innocence didn’t take away from the magic that she was. If anything, it made it stronger.She was hesitant but willing at the same time, but that only made things better… real“Hello…” Adriano’s voice cut through my thoughts.“Forget it, Adriano. You got shot and you are on bed rest, so… rest.”“Call the doctor in. Let him check again, he’d see I’m perfectly fine.”My jaw tightened.“The last time he was here, you almost shot him,” I replied.He dropped back onto his bed, but I didn’t miss his slight wince.“How did you get a gun in here anyway?”He looked at me like I was crazy.“Whatever, you aren’t leaving,” I finished, ret

DanteThe moment I stepped into my office, reality set in.Adriano walked in behind me. He was still pale and unfit but, ignoring all medical advice, he decided to be here for the meeting.Franco was already inside, seated with his laptop in hand, looking pissed.Salvatore stood by the window smoking while Marco flipped through paperwork on the table.“You look terrible,” Marco said to Adriano, who slowly dropped to a seat, clearly still in pain.“And you should mind your business,” Adriano replied.Salvatore smirked slightly.Ignoring them, I glanced at Franco.“How are we with the cover up?”“We were able to get all the security footage before the press got a hold of it,” he said, finally looking up from his screen.“But, we have a new overzealous detective who got the video before we did.”My jaw tightened.We didn’t need the hassle right now.“How do we deal with this?”“It’s already dealt with,” Franco replied, leaning into his chair. “It would have been nice to be given a heads

AriaI still couldn’t shake the feeling Dante was keeping something from me, but I decided not to add to his stress.Over the next couple of days, I barely saw him. He either left before I woke up or came back after I had fallen asleep.There was always one meeting, phone call, or something else.Even when he managed to come to bed early, his mind was always far away.I wanted to do something, anything, to make him feel better.Which was exactly how I found myself standing in the kitchen at five in the morning making coffee for a mafia don.Honestly, if someone had told me a month ago that this would become my life, I would have laughed in their face.“You know,” Lola said as she walked in with Mia on her hip, “I didn’t peg you as the type to wake up so early to make coffee. I guess marriage does change people.”She set Mia down on the high chair.“Do you even know what you are doing?”“Yes, I do,” I replied, pouring the coffee into a mug. “It’s for Dante.”“Why? What did he do?”“Wha

AriaThe ride back to the estate was silent. Dante sat beside me facing forward, one hand gripping his gun so tightly, his knuckles had almost turned white.His jaw was tight and his anger radiated off him.I wanted to say something, make him feel better, but in this state, I was not sure how he’d react.Nobody spoke.Carlos was driving now, not the other two guards who had brought us out.He looked alert, glancing around occasionally, possibly checking for any sign of danger.I wanted to close my eyes but all it did was bring me back to that moment.The glass shattering.The gunshot.The way Dante had thrown me to the ground without hesitation.The way his body covered mine completely.I couldn’t help the feeling that this was my fault. He wanted to make me happy, but this happened.I remained still, careful not to make a sound and trying to take comfort in the fact that no one was hurt.My gaze drifted to the diamond ring on my finger. Less than thirty minutes ago, everything was pe