LOGINChapter 004Jenna's POV “It’s Monday, Liv, and I just got invited for my first day of work.” I announced in a lazy tone. Who would have imagined the application I had submitted half in jest would be approved instantly, and now I was heading for an interview. “Which company will you be working for?” As soon as she asked, my throat tightened. “Can we not talk about it? I’m late, Liv, we’ll discuss later.” “Wait, I still…” I didn’t let her finish before I ended the call, tossed my phone into my bag, and strode out. There was no way in hell I was telling her about my job. If I mentioned Romano, Liv, who happened to be smart as ever, would immediately dig deeper, and if she did that… I was doomed. I boarded a cab, applied my gloss, and ran my fingers through my hair all through the ride until I arrived. Oh let's not forget I still got the diamond bracelet anytime I spot the spoilt brat I would make sure to hand his gift over.Climbing down the car, my lips parted at the s
Jenna's POV My lashes trembled slightly as I ran my fingers through my hair. “We are sorry, but all applications have been closed.” The message glared back at me, and a sharp sigh escaped my lips. This was the fifth rejection I had faced, and I couldn’t fathom why every single one of them dismissed my proposal. I bit down on my lips as I shut the laptop. I rose to my feet, grabbed a bottle of water, drained it in one gulp, then collapsed back on the couch, drifting through my socials. My lips curved faintly at one of the clips, but I scrolled past. I was just a finger away from moving on when I swiped back. “The Romano’s Empire is hiring!” The announcement blazed across the screen, making my heart stumble like a startled bird. Who didn’t know the name Romano? Trust me, this wasn’t my first time in Italy, and I understood how powerful certain family names echoed through the corridors of the country, such that the name Romano alone was enough to keep everyone on edge. And
“What the hell are you saying? You can't find her?” I slammed my palm against the car bonnet, my glare burning into one of the men I had asked to check on Jenna.Sweat trickled down his forehead. “I searched everywhere for her. I couldn't find her,” he muttered in a trembling voice and his eyes fixed on the floor. My lips lifted slowly. “So who was the Jenna I was told boarded the plane?” Was this some kind of joke?I abandoned everything I was doing, came all the way here to welcome her, and now he claimed she was never here? He swallowed hard. “The Jenna was Jenna Dapson, not H..Hayes,” he stammered, and rage surged through me like fire begging for release. Was he trying to make me look like a fool? Just as I reached for my gun, Finn’s low voice echoed. Finn was one of my most trusted men. “Don, there's an emergency in the underground basement.” My eyes narrowed as I turned sharply toward him. I didn’t need to speak before he spilled the rest of the information.“One
With my earphones plugged in, my gaze stayed glued to my phone. My finger skimmed over the flood of messages from my ex-girlfriend, Liv, my best-friend and my father. Pressing my lips together, I erased each single text. Every time my eyes lingered on the lies wrapped in those texts I sent them, my chest clenched like a rope tightening. Oh, I despised lying to them, especially Liv and my father. But I had to... A heavy sigh escaped my lips as I tucked my phone back into my pocket. The cool air of Trieste brushed across my face, making me hug myself. I had lied that I was leaving for London, yet here I was in Trieste, Italy. I knew they didn’t deserve that. But still, I was exhausted by the endless circles and the chains of my father’s grip on my life. How everyone seemed to know me, how they placed me in impossible positions because of his name. Truthfully, I was tired and all I wanted was to carve my own path. And maybe Trieste was the perfect place—far from ho
Adrian's POV Sitting with my legs crossed, a cigarette clenched between my lips, I locked my gaze on the traitor across from me. He bowed his head, blood soaking his body, the sight of him resembling a man already halfway to the grave. “Please Boss... I didn’t intend to do this, forgive me,” he pleaded, earning a derisive scoff that slipped from my lips as I flicked away the cigarette and rose to my feet. Staring down at him, I snarled, “You know how I run this empire. I don’t tolerate betrayers, and I don’t hand out second chances!” My eyes signaled Roland, my right-hand man. I didn’t need to speak before he hauled the bastard away. I heard his shriek as he begged desperately. “Your lord...” his voice rang before it dissolved into silence. This was my clan, and I ruled my business with an iron fist. Yes, I was neck-deep in dirty dealings passed down through generations. It didn’t take long for Roland to return, this time with a suitcase, opening it before me.
Olivia's POV The day I had awaited all my life, the day I had dreamt of, craved, and longed for finally arrived. And here I stood at the altar with the man I cherished most. Behind us was my family. I spotted Jenna cheering, Miss Bianca present as my relative, and a few trusted employees and close friends of Christian. I swallowed as tears shimmered at the edge of my eyes. The priest’s voice rang out, “Do you, Christian Hayes, take Olivia Bennett as your lawfully wedded wife, to love and to cherish, for better or worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do you part?” My eyes locked on Christian’s. “Yes, I do.” He murmured. Then the priest repeated the vow for me. A single tear slid down my cheek as I whispered, “I do.” “You may kiss the bride.” At that, Christian bent and pressed his lips to mine in a slow, gentle kiss. We pulled away, and as we turned to walk down the hall, people gathered, showering us with congratulations and gifts.
OLIVIAMy chest rose and fell, as his finger slid beneath my chin, lifting my face up until my eyes met his.Forcing down the invisible lumps in my throat. “I don't know what you're talking about,” I said, using my slightly trembling hand to slap his finger away.I stood abruptly and escaped into t
CHRISTIANI sat at the back of the car with the phone pressed against my right cheek. Work had been hectic, and these employees were gnawing at my patience like ants on sugar. “Send the marketing overview and projected profit margins to my email tomorrow,” I said, before I hung up the call, my
OLIVIAI took in a sharp breath. I would have spoken, but my voice…words failed me. Christian was close, too close, and I could barely breathe properly. “Tell me I shouldn’t…” he whispered against my ear, pressing closer until I could feel his cock, hard and ready. “Tell me you don’t want this
OLIVIAWe were interrupted by the buzzing of Christian phone.It seemed like an important call since he dashed out after answering it—leaving me soaked and alone. I headed to my room, already feeling exhausted. Just as I was about to fall to my bed, the door burst open. “Babe, did you see Kyle's







