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Her father had never been involved with such dangerous people—let alone the mafia. ‘And… why does he look at me with such hatred?’ ​Sara dug through her memories, searching for some past transgression. But she had never wronged anyone. ​BANG! ​Her thoughts shattered as the bedroom door was kicked open. ​Damon Moretti strode in. He discarded his suit jacket carelessly, leaving him in a white shirt with the top two buttons undone, exposing his sturdy throat. His footsteps were heavy. He reeked of expensive whiskey, and his eyes burned with a rage capable of incinerating anything in its path.

~Ruby's POV~ “So what have you been doing all day?” I asked, closing the door behind me. “Mom!” Little Ruby squealed, running to hug me “Roman’s been helping us draw. Look!” She held up a page filled with a colorful creature. “Is this supposed to be Raphael from TMNT?” I said with a raised brow. “Yes, Mum.” I smiled faintly, ruffling her hair. “Looks like you’ve been busy.” Rhett stood up, holding out another drawing. “This one’s mine. Roman said it’s the best.”

Isabella said to the three of them while turning around but suddenly she bumped into someone's hurt chest because she knew in the middle of the ice parlour there can't be a wall. "Oops!" she exclaimed and backed off the from that hard and burly chest and raised her head at the latest person. She became startled seeing a muscular and burly man standing tall infront of her. Tattoos were almost all over his body. He was wearing a grey coat with matching pants while tattoos were peeking out through his cuffs and collar covering him till his neck and hands. He was looking like a Greek God with his chiselled jaw and muscular body. He was handsome but for her he was less handsome than Nicholas. Bec