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August 25 - August 27, 2024
He’d taken that bullet for me. Put his entire life at risk for me. That such a powerful man would gamble his kingdom and livelihood for little old me made me feel nothing short of a queen.
“You were right,” Dante said cryptically, both of them casting a sidelong glance at me. “From the start. I was always going to change everything for her.”
“Elena,” he called when I turned away, waiting until I looked back to smile and say, “You’ve made me happier than I’ve ever been before. You had the courage to follow me here and I won’t ever forget that or stop striving to be worthy of it.” “Just you saying that proves you already are,”
Mama was my confidant as much as Beau was. She had stood by me through the entire Daniel and Giselle affair. But I realized, especially as I stared at the Polaroid of her on Tore’s wall, that I hadn’t been the same confidant to her.
Elena Lombardi was a weapon. And she was mine.
Elena was perfect for me and only me.
Unflappable under pressure, an unbroachable vault for the secrets of the Family, passionate beneath that cool exterior, and smart enough to give me whiplash. A dream come true. No, I’d never even thought to dream of such a woman. My imagination was incapable of forming the complicated layers of Elena Lombardi, but I’d happily spend the rest of my days carefully unearthing them like an archeologist.
I’d never had someone who was just wholly and happily mine.
though the rest of his body still quaked with bottled-up fury. “All your life, men have hurt you. I didn’t understand until now. Seamus, Christopher, Daniel. None of them showed you how goddamn tragically beautiful you are, Elena. But I will. I’ll prove it to you every single day until I die, mi senti?”
He grabbed my hand and pressed it hard over his madly beating heart. “This beats for you. It bleeds for you. I am yours. Your sword, your champion, your lover, and your home. You don’t understand this yet, but I will never hurt you, Elena. I only ever hurt for you because fuck me, you’ve been through too much already. I will only ever hurt those who hurt you because I love you,
They were filled with a frenzied passion, so intense they burned. “Once, maybe, I thought of more, but never ever came of it. Cosima was always in love Alexander. And now I know how sciocco I was because the way I love you makes the possibility of ever having loved someone else or ever loving anyone else again impossible.” He wrenched the hand he still possessed onto his chest over his heart. “You own me, Elena. You and only you.”
No she deserves someone just for her. Who will aways choosse her first. He lied omg i love and hate him so much right now
“The Davenport men only love once, and they do it forever.”
hypocritical stronzo. I came to warn you.” I sucked in a quiet breath and pulled the trigger. Bang! “…If you keep coming for my husband…” Bang! “…I’ll come for you…” Bang! Bang! “…And if you thought my father could be cruel, you should see what kind of monster he made of his daughter.” Bang!
There was only one reason I went to jail. Elena was right when she assumed those friends in high places could get me off with a hefty fine for bail jumping instead of having to pay with incarceration. But it was too good of an opportunity to waste. Oh, I could have done it another way. Hired someone or asked a favor. But this required a personal touch. My touch.
“Where did you retrieve this?” he asked after a wooden moment. “Detective Joseph Falcone discovered it in a locked locker at the subway station a block away from Ottavio’s. Apparently, they received an anonymous tip a few days ago.” “Did they?” The weight of his stare was a tangible thing on my shoulders, but I couldn’t be held down by it. Inside my chest, I was light as air. “We had a lab run for prints and DNA matches,” I said slowly, trying not to be overly dramatic when the roar of victory surged through my blood. “Preliminary results revealed a match.” “Do not drag this out, Mrs.
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“You’re a monster,” he breathed. I sat in the chair across the desk from him and leaned forward with my forearms on my thighs to smile ferally at him. “Yeah, I’m a monster, Dennis. Yet you fucked with me and mine. You knew who I was, what I was, and you still thought you could get away with trying to ruin my life? Ruin Elena’s life?” I clucked my tongue against my teeth. “No, no one gets away with that.” “I’ll leave you alone,” Dennis suggested, trying not to beg, his pride strangling him. “I won’t go after you again.”