LOGINFIORELLA’S POVGallo pressed the gun harder against my head. “If you think your bodyguard is going to save you, think again. He’s outnumbered.”My heart pounded, but I refused to let him see my fear.“Who are you?” he asked. “What did you come here for? Do you work for the government? Speak up.”I didn’t respond. There was no way I could admit who I was. Lying would only provoke him further at the same time. “Answer my questions, Valentina!”I searched desperately for another lie.Nothing came to mind. I swallowed, holding his gaze. “I already—”The rest of my words were cut off when he struck me on the head with his gun. I fell to the ground, my vision blurring and my ear ringing as pain spread through me. Warm blood trickled down my scalp. Gallo walked around me. “I didn’t want to do that, but you pushed me. Why did you have to push me?”Something inside me snapped.My eyes searched the room for anything to fight back with and fell on something. I stood up, wiping my mouth wi
FIORELLA’S POVThe guard led us to the front-row VIP seats.“Welcome!” The boss smiled at me. “Please, join me.”He gestured at the seat beside him. I sat down while Rhys stood a few steps behind me.“You can call me Gallo,” the boss continued, turning back to the fight. “What’s your name?”“Valentina Benedetti.” His smile widened. “Beautiful name for a beautiful woman.”I tried to calm my nerves. “I’m interested in buying arms.”The man beside Gallo snapped his head to me, then whispered something to the boss. Gallo waved a dismissive hand at him and turned to me. “On whose behalf?”His question hung between us.He clearly wasn’t expecting a woman to walk in here claiming she wanted weapons.I glanced at Rhys, but he only stared back at me. I turned back to Gallo. “Are women prohibited from doing business with a man such as yourself?”“A man such as myself?” His eyes remained on me. “What do you mean by that?”“I’ve heard you’re difficult to impress, difficult to reach, and impos
FIORELLA’S POVTRIGGER WARNING: Gore. I pushed against him, but Rhys held me in place.“You look like a queen, doll.” His eyes—the only part of his face I could see—ran down my body. “Been making big girl decisions all day, haven’t you, Donna?”I frowned and tried to kick him, but he freed my mouth and caught my leg, lifting it until it wrapped around his waist.“Rhys!”He bent his knees and pressed his lower body against mine. “Isn’t this what you wanted?”My lashes fluttered as heat spread through me. Rhys laughed beneath the mask. “You’re not giving in already, are you?”His words snapped me out of it. “Fuck you!” I cursed. I slapped him across the face, then winced when my fingers hit the hard skull of his balaclava.“Ow.”“Yeah, good, that’s it,” he laughed, then dropped his voice. “Just fight a little harder.”I went still instead. The freak wanted a reaction, and I wasn’t about to give him one.When I didn’t fight back, he scoffed. “You’re weak anyway.”My jaw clenched.No
FIORELLA’S POVI didn’t know how to feel when I got the news. I had expected to be sad, angry, or even relieved when I lost one of my parents, but I couldn’t feel a thing. I had to remind myself every minute that my father was dead because I kept forgetting. Or maybe I was just numb from the shock. Lucia said he was shot in the head. The shooter was unknown, but his men were on it. My first suspect was Matteo.He’d told me Papa would die soon and Rhys would be next. Then he’d marry me and become Don. I’d dismissed it as another one of his drunken threats, but what if it wasn’t?I didn’t have any proof, and Rhys was avoiding me, so I kept it to myself. Surviving the funeral and putting up with my father’s family wasn’t the only thing weighing on my mind.Rhys hadn’t cared that my father was dead.Not even when I reminded him that my mother was the last hold he had over me. If she died too, I’d finally be free.He told me I’d never be free from him.Then he put me on a separate
RHYS’S POVGoddess.That was the first thought that crossed my mind the first time I laid eyes on her.I worshipped her.I gave her everything I had, and then some. She never asked for much, but I always wanted to lay the world at her feet. Stupid me. In return, she blessed me with a lifetime of suffering. She dragged me into hell and left me there until I killed the devil and took his place.Even after everything she’d done, she still kept the one thing that could’ve saved me the night before.I had to tear the entire room apart to find it.She would always remain lodged beneath my skin. No matter how much I carved her out, she found her way back in, poisoning everything she touched. Last night, I should’ve finished what I started in those woods. I should have ripped off her clothes and claimed her, because she was still that beautiful, then squeezed her neck while she came until she took her last breath. “The Donna is trouble,” Vani said, dragging me out of my thoughts. “You
FIORELLA’S POV Yawning, I stretched my arms over my head and rubbed my eyes before sitting up. It took me a second to remember where I was. I was lying on the floor outside the bedroom door, where I must have fallen asleep sometime during the night. The noises from inside had stopped. I couldn’t stop thinking about what had happened to Rhys the night before. Nothing about it made any sense. I stood up, wincing at the dull ache in my back, and tried to push the door open, but it didn’t budge. The bed was still wedged against it. “Fiorella.” I spun around to see Gabby standing there, a concerned look on her face. “Hi. Good morning.” “The morning would’ve been even better,” she said, tying her robe as she came downstairs, “if the newlyweds had let us get some sleep last night.” I blinked. “Excuse me?” “You told me we almost brought down the cabin,” she said, shaking her head. “Then you turned around and did the same thing. Hypocrite.” Heat crept into my face. She assumed we
FIORELLA’S POVI shook my head, refusing to move despite the effect his command had on me. This had to be a very bad dream. I pinched my arm to make sure it was real. Rhys tilted his head to the side. “You can do as I say or endure the humiliation of forcing you myself.”“Just let me go.”His co
FIORELLA’S POVMy mother used to say the man you meet at nineteen will hurt you most. Unfortunately for me, I met two.One was dead.And the other was sitting beside me. The drive was quiet except for the sound of my harsh breathing. Rhys stared out the window, not bothering to spare me a glance
FIORELLA’S POV Nothing—absolutely nothing—could have prepared me for the sudden turn my life had just taken. First, I was ambushed and named as Papa’s successor in front of people who wanted nothing more than to gut me open. And the next second, I was told I had to marry someone I had promi
FIORELLA’S POV PRESENT With a sigh, I locked the restaurant and stood back to stare at the CLOSED sign. It had taken almost four years of planning, sleepless nights, and more tears than I would ever admit, but I had finally fulfilled my dream of opening my own restaurant. And just in time



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