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Frank smiled exasperatedly as he watched the two men leave, and his phone started ringing just then. Holding up his phone, he saw that it was an unfamiliar number from… "Hoxton…?" Frank frowned. The only person he had any dealing with in Hoxton was Phoenix… So could this be her fiance? With that theory in mind, Frank answered the phone call. Unsurprisingly, it was the icy voice of a man. "Frank Lawrence, yes?" "Yes, and you are…?" "You don't need to know my name," the man growled murderously, which left Frank unsettled. "I heard you got Phoenix the Martial Alliance's recommendation, but word of advice—don't poke your nose wherever you like."

ALICE'S POV The first thing that I noticed was his signatures under his name at the bottom of the papers. My eyes went wide as a whisper left my lips. “ Damien Knight Castillo? ” Slowly, I raised my head and my eyes met his steely grey orbs that were still observing me like he was able to see right through me. Was he really Damien Knight Castillo? The same one who was rumoured to be Ruthless? The one I thought I would never meet so I was relieved? I gulped staring in his intense eyes.

I say softly, still smiling as I watch him be all bashful. “Oh, that wouldn’t have been creepy at all,” he says, rolling his eyes and then returning his gaze to me, making me laugh. “Hi, my name is Frank, I’m your childhood best friend’s mafia lackey, training to be his hitman! I read the private emails you send to him, I think you’re cool!” “Awww,” I say, laughing again, “teenage Frankie sounds so friendly.” “No, he was shy,” Frank says with a short laugh and a long sigh. “But…big fan of yours. And then the reality of you, when we found out it was you that Christian brought home from that club?”

Before he can finish my brother is in front of him with his hand clasped over Castor’s mouth. I rescind my rejection, I accept you as my Alpha Male of my pack. Please I accept you and will spend my life making it up to you.” Franklin removes his hand and crashes his lips against Castors. My eyes dart to Olivia’s who has a small sad smile on her face as she looks at the mates in front of us. When her face turns to mine the look changes to one of longing.

I moved uncomfortably in the chair and one of the books that had fallen on my thighs momentarily caught my attention. "Who really controls this castle? "I asked, studying the book as I passed my hands through the binding. The smooth cover and the flat spine were far from getting close to the book I remembered writing and leaving at the Catholic school I studied in that human life. "I mean, his magic. Who controls all this? “Lúcifer, of course.” "So he's responsible for so many cupcakes and beautiful clothes?” The corners of Vraxlon's lips seemed to contain a small smile.

"Alexander Christos is not Franco." I closed my eyes trying not to throw something at Castle. I have an explosive rage that if not controlled often leaves me in bad situations. There is a story behind how I met Castle. I had just turned twenty one. I was living in Boston, Massachusetts attending Harvard Business School. I have not always been obsessed with plans. I just wanted to get through college with great grades. Like most young girls, I wasn't immune to what appeals to the eyes; hot Italian men. Alexander Christos is not the first man to sweep me off my feet. There was another before him; Franco Esposito. The hot Italian man claimed my heart. He was the first man I let into my heart. I

"Stop acting like a pup. Look at you. You’re already staring." Luke’s gaze had already drifted. At the far end of the ice, near the player’s tunnel, a new figure had appeared. Castel "Cass" Castillo. He wasn't a girl, but he moved with a fluid, dangerous grace that made Luke’s inner wolf pace behind his ribs. Cass was wearing a jagged black jersey with a silver wolf-skull—the mark of the outcast clans from the Blackwood Haunted Mansion district. "That's him," Jax whispered, following Luke’s eyes. "The one you’ve been howling about at practice. Castel."

] 4|Evan ~ CEO/Billionaire Romance [Devin’s spin-off, but it can be read as standalone] 5|Falling For My Husband ~ Mafia Romance Lastly, this novel is a work of fiction. All names, characters, locations, and incidents are a product of the author’s imagination or have been used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual people living or dead, locales, or events is entirely coincidental. Don't forget to follow me on lnstagram CastielLj for updates on my works ;) xx P.S. This book will be a lot longer than my previous ones.

*Xelina* The castle pulses with life and secrets, each corridor and chamber a new discovery waiting to be claimed. For the first time, I’m not a shadow in the background, scrubbing floors or serving meals. Instead, I wander freely, curling up with dusty books in the grand library, stealing heated glances with Lazlo, and daring to imagine a life that’s free of chores and chains. Everything feels electric, every moment charged with possibility and the thrill of being seen as his mate.