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“No woman has ever made this cold heart race,” he murmurs.
“Except you.”
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Valentine’s Day was supposed to be the night I told my best friend Ethan how I felt.
Instead, I kissed his dangerous twin.

A month later my mother married their father. Elias became my stepbrother.
He still has private photos of me I never knew existed. When I find them, trust nearly shatters. He destroys them—but forgiveness is harder.

While I fall for the wrong brother, Ethan’s jealousy turns darker. He uses what he knows about Elias’s past, and about Vivian, the older woman who once left real scars, to make me doubt everything.

Vivian contacts me herself. She doesn’t want him back. She only warns me about the difference between being wanted and being possessed.

My mother demands I end it for the family. Ethan threatens to expose us.
Everyone has decided what I should do.

I spent three years waiting for Ethan to choose me.
I will not let anyone else choose for me now.

Even if the brother I choose is the wrong one.

Three years after my first love, a Mafia Don, handed me over to his enemies, he finally came to “rescue” me.
Not out of guilt—but because his daughter needed my blood.

Don Silas held me and cried as if his heart were breaking, saying he had thought of me every day.
How ridiculous—his wife Serena stood beside him, and behind them was their daughter, Ava.

I pretended to be moved.
Pretended I still loved him.
Pretended I was willing to be his daughter’s blood donor… and his second wife.

Only one person knew I was acting.
Underboss Liam—the only one who ever managed to get messages to me during those three years of captivity.

“I’ll find a way to get you out.” he said.

But on the day we planned to escape, the Gravoni family—the very people who had imprisoned me—arrived.

Their Don, Joe, looked at me with deep remorse.
“Vera, I’m sorry. Back then, I didn’t know… you were my late sister’s daughter.”

Now both families want me.

But all I want… is to leave alive.

Violet stood in front of the bait shop waiting for Uncle Scott to come out. She leaned lazily against her car playing with her phone lost in thought. Uncle Scott always closed the bait shop on Fridays, so his employees could have a nice start to the weekend. He always said everyone should have a fun Friday night. She smiled to herself thinking about what a wonderful man her Uncle was. She normally waited at home for him but Uncle Scott's car wouldn’t start today so she was his ride.
She really didn’t mind helping her Uncle out. He was like her dad. He raised her since she was six weeks old and her parents passed away in a car accident. He was her mother’s brother and took her in without a thought. She loved him more than anything and since Aunt Ray, his wife, passed away three years ago it was just them against the world.
Suddenly a noise from the trees had violet snapping out of her thoughts. She looked around feeling like someone or something was watching her.