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Everything was perfect until it wasn’t. Nobody warns you that it can all be taken away in the blink of an eye. Now my life revolves around working two part-time jobs to make ends meet while taking care of my daughter alone. Ensuring she doesn’t drown in my grief. When Graycee asks to play hockey, I scrape and save enough to sign her up for the local youth league. The smile on her face as she steps out onto the ice makes every sacrifice worth it.

Hockey has always been my sole focus, getting to the playoffs, winning the Stanley Cup—that’s my number one goal. I won’t let the fact that I’ve just been traded to a new team derail my future. Nor will the daughter of the so-called King of Canada, aka my new boss. Aliyah, the gorgeous, feisty brunette who’s just been assigned as my official “babysitter.” Although, when you're trapped in a room with a temptation like her, there’s only so much restraint one man can have.

Everything we’ve built is crashing down around me. I’m consumed by the darkness, my blood boiling with the need for revenge. My wife is the only light in my life; she’s the very reason I keep on fighting. They’re coming after me. And worse yet, they’re coming after her. But let them come.... I’m waiting. We’re waiting. To send them all back to the hell they crawled out of. I just hope the city’s prepared. Because New York’s never seen a war like this one.

A lie. Presenting a false impression. To be deceptive. That’s what I am. A lie. My family sees one version of me. The world sees another. Neither is real. I like it that way. Prefer it even. And then there’s her. She sees right through the lie. Through me. And no matter how much I try, there doesn’t seem to be a damn thing I can do to hide from her.

Romeo: fictional, someone who can fall in love with his whole heart, without a shred of doubt. The thing about fictional characters is just that; they’re not real. That kind of love doesn’t exist outside of the pages of books. At least, that’s what I thought… Until I saw her. And it was like getting shot, like taking a led bullet straight to the heart. It hurt, burned deep in my soul. She isn’t the Juliet to my Romeo. Because she doesn’t simply come from an opposing house.

Being the eldest son has always been a blessing and a curse. I was raised to be one thing and one thing only. A monster. My father did everything in his power to make sure that’s exactly what I became too. He wasn’t expecting that the monster he created would be the one to take him out though. Now I’m in charge. Of the family, the empire. Everything. I’m learning real fast that being the boss isn’t all it’s cracked up to be. The first order of business was finding a new place to live.

Luca Would you risk it all—your career, your dream, your life—to save a stranger? I would. I did. Except, in saving her, I destroyed any chance at living out the future I was destined for. They say what I did was reckless. What they don’t know is that I’d do it all again if it meant meeting her. My bellezza.

The moment I see Alyssa enter my club, I knew I wanted her. Even as she sat across the bar with another man—I knew I’d make her mine. The moment our skin connected every cell in my body exploded like fireworks. That moment sealed her fate. I was keeping her. When someone threatens to take her away from me. I’m ready for war. I don’t have to go to hell and back to save the woman I love. I’m already there, my soul stained with the blood of those who thought they could cross me. I promised her we would always have a tomorrow together, I don’t break my promises.

Five years ago, my life was turned upside down. I’ve avoided any kind of emotional connections with men. The walls I built up around my heart have a foundation no man has been able to crack. That is until Bray freaking Williamson came crashing down on me. On the outside, he’s the bad boy your mother warns you about. On the inside, he’s the prince charming your father always hoped you’d find. Just when I think I can let my guard down and let him into my heart, my whole world shatters when he’s taken away from me.

This wasn’t supposed to happen. This isn’t the happily ever after I was promised. He was meant to be here. He was meant to be sitting on this throne. Not me. I’m not equipped for this. I’m not fit to rule over anything. He says I’m a queen. He even gave me the keys to the castle, but what’s a queen without her king? Still a queen apparently. There’s nowhere to hide. There’s nowhere to run. This is my kingdom. His kingdom. And I’ll do whatever it takes to make sure it’s still standing when he returns. Because believing he won’t come back isn’t an option.

Have you ever loved someone so much it physically hurts? That’s how much I love my best friend, Matteo Valentino. It’s also the reason I’ve done everything I can to make sure he’s firmly rooted in the friend zone. I’d rather keep him at a distance than ruin what we have by giving into the attraction constantly sparking between us. That is until I wake up next to him with no recollection of how I ended up in his bed.

My whole life was mapped out, designed for me, before I was even a twinkle in my old man’s eye. I am the heir to the Valentino throne. A kingdom built with blood and dirty money. But one I’ll rule all the same. My father was the youngest Don to ever be crowned king. However, with any luck, the controlling bastard will drop soon, allowing me to beat his record by a few years.

Work, sleep, and sometimes eat. Rinse and repeat. That’s been my life for the past two years. One struggle after another. Fighting to keep my sister alive. Fighting to maintain the strength to not give up. I had everything under control. I had a routine. Order. Until a certain Mr. Tall-Dark-and-Handsome turned my world on its axis. He’s relentless. No matter how much I shut him down, he keeps showing up.

Four years ago, I did the hardest thing I’ve ever had to do. I walked away from the love of my life. She was young; she needed to go and live her dreams without me dragging her into my darkness. She’s also the little sister of my best friend. Now, Ella is back, and she’s not 18 anymore. I’m not going to make the same mistake twice. She is mine. I will make sure everyone knows it, including her.