LOGINI detested clubs and parties but I was dragged here by my best friends for my 19th birthday. As I started dancing I could feel a pair of eyes on me. I began to scan the room subtly until my gaze was connected with a pair of bright green beautiful eyes. This wasn't a man, this was a God. His hair was dark and not too short but just that length where you can push it back and it looks effortless. His body looked sculpted and chiseled as if every little detail about him was carefully planned out. He wouldn't stop looking at me. I tried to avert my gaze until a couple of seconds later I felt two large strong arms wrap around my body. Amara, a young woman of striking beauty and innocence, unwittingly falls in love with the charming and enigmatic Killian, a mysterious figure with ties to the criminal underworld. As their romance blossoms, Amara remains blissfully unaware of Killian's true identity as a feared mafia boss. However, when the truth finally comes to light, Amara finds herself plunged into a dangerous world of deceit and violence. torn between her love for Killian and the realization of the danger he represents, Amara must confront the ultimate question: Will she risk her life for her obsession with Killian, or will she walk away from the tumultuous love they share?
View MoreAmara’s PoVThe world seemed to disappear.The gunfire…The snow…The helicopters…Even the bitter cold that had settled deep into my bones.None of it mattered anymore.All I could see was the folded letter lying against the white snow.Its cream-colored paper had yellowed with age.The ink was faded but still beautiful.Elegant.Careful.As if every letter had been written with love.Across the front were the words that stole the air from my lungs.To my daughter, when you remember.My hands trembled so violently that I couldn’t bring myself to pick it up.“What if…” I whispered.Killian stepped beside me.“What if what?”“What if I’m not ready?”He looked at the letter before looking back at me.“You don’t have to read it now.”“But what if it has answers?”“It probably does.”“And what if those answers change everything?”His expression softened.“Then we’ll face them together.”Together.The word wrapped around my heart like a blanket.I slowly bent down and picked up the letter.
Amara’s PoVThe smoke lingered between the trees.Thick.Grey.Silent.No one moved.Every pair of eyes searched the forest, hoping to catch even the slightest glimpse of Adrian Volkov.There was nothing.Not a footprint.Not a broken branch.Only the wind carrying away the last traces of smoke.Romano lowered his rifle first.“Damn it.”Luca cursed under his breath.“He planned every second.”Marcus looked at the empty forest with clenched fists.“He never wanted the pendant.”“He wanted us to open it.”Realisation settled over the clearing.Volkov had manipulated every one of us.He hadn’t stolen the key.He had waited until we found it for him.I felt sick.“This is my fault.”Killian turned to me immediately.“No.”“If I hadn’t opened the pendant—”“He would’ve found another way.”“But—”“Amara.”His voice was firm.“You are not responsible for the choices evil men make.”I looked away.“I still feel like I am.”Without warning, he gently took my face in both hands.His thumbs bru
Killian’s PoV“Down!”The word tore from my throat as another gunshot cracked through the valley.I grabbed Amara around the waist and pulled her to the ground, shielding her with my body.Bullets ripped through the trees.Branches exploded into splinters.Snow sprayed into the air.“Romano!” I shouted.“North ridge!”“I see them!”Romano and Luca returned fire immediately, their rifles barking through the forest.Eva disappeared behind a boulder, firing controlled bursts toward the treeline.My grandfather’s men scattered, taking cover.Marcus’s soldiers did the same.Within seconds, the clearing had dissolved into complete chaos.But I wasn’t looking at the gunfight.I was looking at the snow.The key…It had vanished.⸻Amara’s PoVMy ears rang from the gunfire.Killian’s body covered mine completely.I could feel his heartbeat against my back.Fast.Steady.Protective.“Are you hurt?” he asked.“No.”“You?”“I’m fine.”I knew he was lying.Blood was slowly spreading across the sle
Killian’s PoVEvery instinct I possessed screamed the same command.Protect her.My eyes dropped to the silver pendant resting against Amara’s trembling hand.It was small.Oval.Old enough for the silver to have lost its shine.I had seen her wear it every day since we met.She had once told me it was the only thing she had left from her parents.I had kissed her while it rested against her heart.I had never questioned it.Now…Everyone was staring at it as if it were worth more than kingdoms.I stepped in front of her.“No one touches it.”Marcus nodded slowly.“I wasn’t planning to.”My grandfather smiled.“But I am.”His cane struck the snow once.Immediately, twenty rifles were raised.Luca and Romano responded just as quickly, placing themselves beside me.Eva quietly drew a pistol from beneath her coat.The mountain became a battlefield waiting for a single mistake.Amara reached for my hand.I intertwined our fingers.“It’s okay,” I whispered.“No.”She shook her head.“It is
Leaning back in my chair I chose to break the silence. "You three gentlemen have come here to tell me about something I was already aware of then? That's all?" I questions raising my eyebrow at all three. They all shared a confused look and look around at each other to almost say the exact same res
Amara. Of course it was her. I hadn’t seen her in so long, but I could never forget those perfect features. All eyes were on her. Men wanted to take her home, but like that would ever happen. She was untouchable. I made my way over, a mix of shock and disbelief coursing through me. Why was she h
Taking his hand in mine, he shook it firmly, one hand in mine and the other resting on top, holding the shake with purpose. “You got a last name with that?” he asked, letting go and stepping back slightly. “King.” His face shifted through a series of emotions—bewilderment, confusion, then sudden
A small smirk curved her lips as I closed the distance, my heart doing a stupid, excited staccato in my chest. My own mouth went dry and then parted, words trapped like birds that could not find the sky.“All three? You took on all three?” I managed to gabble, pointing toward the three hulking men
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