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Romano’s POVKeira’s face turned serious as she looked at me, as if she were contemplating whether to tell me or not. She was so easy to read, and I wondered how she had managed to fool her husband all these years about our affair. Or maybe she didn’t need to fool him, he was a fool for her.“Can you start talking, Keira? I don’t have all day,” I breathed, my patience running thin as I wondered why she wasn’t speaking, even though she had come to my office for that very reason.“I heard about the stunt Seraphina pulled at your place some days ago,” she said, her voice low, as she wrapped her hands around my neck and settled properly on my lap, her legs draped over mine. It made it easy to slip my hands onto her thighs, and I watched her face light up as I touched her, claiming every inch I could reach.“Oh, that… your daughter is quite bold. She’s definitely your daughter, after all,” I mumbled, spanking her ass lightly. She glared at me, wasn’t that supposed to be a compliment?“What

Keira’s POVMy eyes widened in shock when I heard that Romano had called Kaden himself about the engagement. Before I could even process it, Kaden had already called Seraphina into his office to share the news. Everything happened too fast. I stood there, watching father and daughter practically glow with excitement, already fantasizing about being in-laws with Romano again, but I felt nothing close to happiness.I could tell that Romano’s move was a calculated strike, a warning for me to stay in line, but I didn’t want to believe that was all it was.What would happen next if he decided to act?Was there anything I could still do to ruin this? I wondered, but my thoughts were cut short when my daughter called out to me.“Mummy, did you hear that? Romano Sinclair wants me as his daughter-in-law. It’s only good news from now on,” she beamed, and I let out a slow, heavy sigh.“Are you that happy about getting engaged to that boy?” I asked, my voice edged with bitterness. I watched their

Scarlett's POV I took a deep breath after hearing what Keira said. I didn’t want her to catch any emotion from me because I was certain she might use it against me. After I was sure my emotions had settled, I beamed a smile at my stepmother.“Really? Isn’t that good news? You can finally relax since your daughter will provide you with more security,” I said, and I watched her face tighten at my words.“What nonsense are you saying? How is that a good thing? You are already married into the family, we don’t need another marriage,” she said, her tone grave, but I couldn’t help feeling there was more to it.It looked like she had a reason for not wanting Xavier to marry Seraphina. I also had my reasons, but hers didn’t seem simple. Could it be because she was sleeping with Romano?Nah, my stepmother was no moral police. She could be sleeping with Xavier instead and still support the arrangement. This was something deeper.“But I’m not related to Seraphina like that, so she can marry int

Xavier's POVHow could you play a player?That was my first thought when I heard Romano had tricked Scarlett into moving in with him. I hadn’t expected so much to happen in just a day of me staying away from the mansion, but it seemed there was no slacking off when it came to that beast.I had just spent two days taking care of the gang’s business since some of my rivals had been causing trouble, and I didn’t want to get Scarlett involved, so I stayed away, only to realize that she had been played by Romano.Did she really think she was going to have something on him by playing the dutiful wife?“Do you think so?” I asked as I cupped her face in my hand, staring deeply into her eyes. I found them so enticing, so calming, they soothed my aching soul. She had a way of making me feel better whenever I was anxious.We had caught a whiff of my father’s child trafficking ring, and we managed to track it down. Just a single leak of it to the police, and my father would be ruined along with h

Scarlett's POVXavier was truly the bane of my existence.I couldn’t believe I had sex with him while his father was just down the hallway, and that I would still go back to the same room with Romano. How had I even managed to sneak into the room with Romano after he had been looking around for me, only for me to arrive thirty minutes later, looking sweaty and reeking of sex?Or maybe Romano wasn’t even in the room anymore, I thought, as I rushed down the stairs, ready to take the elevator to the fourth floor. But as I walked toward the elevator, I bumped into Marco.“Hey, Marco…” I breathed, wiping my sweaty forehead as I looked at him. But he didn’t return my cheerful tone, which was unusual.“You look sweaty,” he said, and I chuckled lightly. “And you left dinner early. Where are you coming from?” he asked, and I raised my brow in confusion.Why was Marco sounding like my husband?“I… was tending to the garden,” I blurted, then hissed in frustration. That was a ridiculous lie. I co