Mag-log in“If you think that you have been living in hell all your life, let me break that illusion for you,” Adrian said. He spoke slowly, his voice full of menace. “This place–this is true hell, right here, where I am. His statement, “In this place, death is not an escape, no matter how much you may yearn for it,” was enough to make the audience shudder, but all that tiny figure did was raise her lifeless, dull eyes. “Then help me, so I can remain here.” She replied, her voice barely above a whisper. ********************************** In a world ruled by loyalties and bloodlines, Kira, the first daughter of the strongest family in the American mafia, finds herself entangled in an unexpected twist of fate. She was betrothed since childhood to the second son of the Italian mafia’s don, due to a blood alliance between both families. She was raised alongside him and always considered him as her everything, while joyfully waiting for the day they would finally get married. To her, their love story was set in stone. However, on the day of the wedding, Kira's world as she knows it comes crumbling down when receives a shocking revelation — instead of her betrothed, a different groom appears at her wedding. And to top it off, he was dressed in a prison uniform. What happens when Kira finds herself thrust into the clutches of Adrian Vasillos the infamous ‘devil’ of the Italian mafia? Will she be able to navigate this world of danger, intrigue, betrayal, tested loyalties, and forbidden desires where she must come face to face with her deepest fears? Or will she finally discover the true meaning of love and get her happy ending? Read on to find out more in this twisted romance series…
view moreKira’s POV“If we don’t get in and out of a drive-through right now, I am going to jump out of this window.” I turned to Adrian, whose eyes remained fixed on the road as he drove to this mysterious location.He simply reached over and pulled up my window. Soon the AC started blasting through the car at full force.I stared at him in disbelief.****“Get dressed. I’m taking you out,” he’d said this morning. When I’d asked where “out” was, he’d paused, then a slow smirk had formed across his face. “Let’s just say it’s a late wedding present. Come on… you’ll love it.”I remember smiling. I’d been excited. Emphasis on ‘had been’, because excitement was not part of the million emotions coursing through me right now.Things were finally going well. We’d just moved into the new house, and I’d assumed this was going to be fun… romantic, even.But after spending the last thirty minutes with Adrian driving in complete silence, being annoyingly vague about this so-called wedding present, and lit
Kira’s POVTwo months later.“This is dumb,” Gia grunted, struggling as she pulled the mandatory plastic covering over her clothes—Adrian’s rule for anyone coming within ten feet of me.“Try being me,” I muttered, brushing imaginary dust off the porcelain-white chair… also wrapped in plastic.Everything was wrapped in plastic.Everything.I’d grown so much in the last month it was ridiculous. My stomach now sat proudly in front of me, like the baby had finally decided to stop hiding. Meanwhile, Adrian had evolved from overprotective to full-blown psycho.“Dressed like a fucking weatherman just to get water,” Enzo grumbled, opening the fridge.“There’s also the option of death by thirst,” Adrian said flatly, not even looking up—his nose buried in yet another pregnancy book.“I blame Kira,” Romeo said lazily from one of the kitchen stools.I snapped my head toward him. “I’m dressed like an onion too. What did I do?”“You’re the one who got him hooked on those damn books. I haven’t smoke
Kira's povMy heart cracked open right there.Adrian Vasilios… thinks he’s not enough for…. ME?“Adrian—”He shook his head quickly, raising a hand.“No. Just… listen.”He swallowed hard, his jaw tightening before he spoke again.“My childhood…” He let out a hollow laugh. “I don’t even remember being a kid.”His gaze drifted.“I remember training. Punishment. I remember shooting my first target at six.” His voice stayed steady, but his hands clenched. “I remember getting whipped for missing the target.”My breath caught.“I remember my first kill.”Silence.“It was my tutor. Miss Ava.” His voice dropped. “Paulo made me kill her… for getting too attached.”My hand flew to my mouth.He looked down… then laughed under his breath, like it didn’t even sound real anymore.“I don’t remember much after that,” he continued, “but I remember her… She used to sneak me food. Water. When they’d lock me up for days without eating…” His voice hardened. “My father’s idea of ‘building a man.’”His voic
Kira’s POVI stirred slowly in my sleep, then my hand fumbled across the nightstand until I found my phone.4:07 PM.I blinked at the screen, confused.I’d slept for almost an entire day.Then again… after two days buried in dirt, bugs, and whatever the hell that bunker did to me, I guess my body needed it.Adrian’s men had dropped me off at the penthouse. Said the mansion wasn’t safe anymore.I didn’t argue.I barely remember the shower—just hot water burning my skin and the feeling of finally being clean before I passed out the second my head hit the pillow.I hadn’t seen Adrian since we left.And we had a lot to talk about.A lot.He lied.I mean, part of me had suspected it was either that or a miracle, but Enzo had literally confirmed it. Adrian lied about being sterile. The question was why. Why would he do that?Why keep lying… even after Jena left?Why risk everything between us?My stomach growled loudly, dragging me out of my thoughts.Right. Food.Three days without eating
KIRAS POV“Yes!” Romeo said, slamming his glass down as he clapped in excitement. “—and I just happen to know about an underground fight at The Brac tonight. Very exclusive crowd.”Adrian didn’t even look up from his phone. “You must be out of your fucking mind if you think I’m letting my wife go s
KIRA’S POV“She lost the baby,” I whispered again, my body trembling. “Oh my God… I didn’… I didn’t mean to…” “Then stop acting like you did.” He spat, “You said it yourself, why the hell would you want to push her down and drag yourself down with her? That’s fucking stupid.” He scoffed, like he w
Chapter 118KIRAS POV“I can explain,” I started, standing face-to-face with Hugo, who, surprisingly, didn’t look anything like I expected. His expression was calm… almost too calm.“I’m sure you can,” he said simply before turning and walking forward.I stayed frozen for a few seconds, contemplati
Kira’s POVWhat the hell just happened?“Hey… move it!”Someone shoved me. Two girls, grinding against each other, bumped into me and jolted me back into reality.The noise of the club, the music, the lights, the chaos. Everything came crashing back into my senses all at once and I struggled to sta
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