Stories

Three months after Anton Russo’s death, I started noticing things. Small things. Insignificant on their own. A car that appeared […]

One month after the fight. Dante and I still weren’t back to normal. We were civil. Co-parenting effectively. Sleeping in

Six months into the Vegas arrangement, the cracks started showing. We’d fallen into a pattern. Two weeks in New York.

Three months later, we landed in Las Vegas. The city stretched below us—a glittering oasis in the desert. All lights

Caleb’s men handled the cleanup. Efficiently. Professionally. Like this was just another Tuesday night. Maybe in their world, it was.

The formal hearing was held at a neutral location—a private estate owned by one of the elder families. Switzerland, they

Alexei gestured to a chair in the center of the room. “Please. Sit. Tell us everything.” I walked toward it,

By noon, Julian had pulled something useful. “Boss, you need to see this.” His face filled the screen in Dante’s

The honeymoon phase lasted exactly three weeks. We’d settled into married life beautifully. Lucia was thriving. The organization was stable.

I woke to chaos. Elise burst into the room at seven AM, followed by a team of stylists. “Up! Everyone