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I found out my husband of three years had cheated on me and his mistress is the one who told me—because he didn’t have the balls to do it himself. I move out and get a new apartment, a job as a bartender, and try to move on with a broken heart. I wonder where it all went wrong, if I hadn’t been enough for him, if I’d been stupid for marrying him in the first place. I’m at work one night when he walks inside—the most beautiful man I’ve ever seen. He sits at the bar and a forest fire burns between us.

I chose the wrong man… and I chose him for the wrong reasons. Now all I want to do is repair the broken relationship with the man I've always wanted. But he's wounded by my rejection, and it'll take time to heal what I've broken. But I know there's hope… otherwise he wouldn't have come for me.

I belong to him exclusively, to fulfill every order he gives, personally and professionally. I’m more than just his muse now. I’m his in every sense of the word. I live a life of luxury in his mansion, but he treats me like a servant. I can’t deny my attraction for him, but I despise the kind of man he is. I should be grateful that Knuckles is gone and I don't have to look over my shoulder anymore, but now I'm indebted to another man—one just as cruel, just in a different way. It’s something I can’t outrun—because you can’t outrun your heart.

I drowned to death. I held my breath as long as I could, but then my lungs sucked in water hoping it was air, and it was a painful and brutal ending, an internal drowning, my heart beating so hard desperate for oxygen...until it just stopped. I could never forget it…even if I wanted to. Bastien assumes our relationship is over. That I'll run for the hills and wash my hands clean of the most dangerous man in Paris. But I'm not going anywhere. Not now. Not ever. I ran before, but not anymore. I can tell it means the world to him.

The kingpin of all kingpins, a man who oversees all the gangs of Paris, President Martin's right-hand man. If I were smart, I would leave, but I'm pretty sure I'm already in love with this man...Adrien continues to challenge my divorce until Bastien gets involved. And like always, that man fixes all my problems. But little do I know, the Aristocrats are out for Adrien. My ex continues to ignore the warnings that Bastien gives, only giving them out of a courtesy to me. It's not my problem, and if Adrien wants to get himself killed, that's his prerogative.

I tell Crow everything I know about the hit on his son. It’s a brief conversation, and I don’t waste my time trying to convince him of the facts. Whether he believes me or not, I couldn’t care less. I fulfilled my obligation to Vanessa. But once I realize Crow and Cane are outnumbered and they’re all going to die in this hit, I have to get involved. I have to risk my life because I know how devastated my baby will be if she loses the men she loves most.

My father made his decision—and the answer is no. Griffin told him how our relationship started, and it sent my father into a blind rage. But in my heart, I know my father was never going to accept him, even when he promised he would try. This was how it would end all along. I choose Griffin anyway, but he rejects my decision. “I know how much your family means to you, baby. It’s over.” It’s the single most painful thing I’ve ever heard him say. I can’t imagine my life without him.

“I love you, Vanessa.” He said the words with ferocity in his eyes, declaring his love for me without a second thought. It was impossible to get a man like him to commit, but he did it freely. But that declaration only made me realize how wrong this relationship was. It could only end one way. My mother set me up on a blind date, with a family friend named Matteo. I show up and try to be good company, but Bones is the one that’s on my mind. I try to focus, but flashbacks of our nights together hit me like sweat on the skin.

Crow Barsetti knows about me—and he doesn’t like it. I know he’s paying his top guys to dig up every piece of dirt they can find, but I don’t care what he discovers. There’s nothing I’ve done that he hasn’t done himself. All that matters is I love his daughter—and he’s going to accept it. I get a call in the middle of the night while Vanessa is dead asleep—and it’s him. He asks to meet in the back of one of his clubs, where we can speak without his daughter’s interruption. It’s the first time I’ve ever been nervous. Not because of who I’m meeting—but why.

Conway threw me out like trash on the street—just because I had the balls to say I loved him. I return to New York and ask Andrew to give me the job I stupidly turned down. Thankfully, he’s not spiteful and vindictive like Conway and hires me. Now I have money in my pocket—and I’m not a prisoner to anyone. I buy myself an apartment and start a new life in an old place. Conway hasn’t called—and I suspect he never will.

I’m supposed to be his prisoner—but I’m the one that won’t let him leave. Every time he has a new hit, the separation is unbearable. I wait for him to come home on pins and needles. I paint alone in the bedroom, and now my artwork has changed. I used to paint homes and landscapes…but now I’ve painted a person. A man standing on the bank of a lake surrounded by snow.

My father wouldn’t approve of most of the men I’ve dated—but definitely not him. His name is Bones—and he’s an enemy to my family. I thought I was in the wrong place at the wrong time, but he planned this moment long ago. He’s taken me captive—and he wants the life that was stolen from him. Killing and torturing me is his best way to accomplish that. But the intensity between us is overpowering.

When Sapphire became my muse, it was supposed to be a business transaction. We both got what we wanted—until she wanted something more. If I don’t give it to her, give her all of me, she’ll walk out of my life. My father already granted his approval—so he would be disappointed if I let her slip through my fingers.

They already killed him, so I know they won’t hesitate to do the same to me. With nowhere to run or hide, I buy a one-way ticket to Milan to audition for Barsetti Lingerie in the hope I can start a new life.

Bosco promised to give me everything I want to make me stay. Marriage. Four kids. A villa in Tuscany. But he won’t give up the one thing that matters most—his job. As long as he’s involved in the underworld, my unborn children will never be safe. When I finally have the strength to leave, disaster strikes. I cross a man I should have avoided, and now he’s intent on keeping me for himself. He’s got serial killer written all over him. But I know Bosco is always watching—together or apart.

My husband of two years tells me he wants an open marriage. I'm stunned. I'm hurt. And I'm livid. I don't want to be married to a man who wants to open our bed to other people. But then I get a flat tire in the pouring rain and a sexy-as-hell gentleman helps me out. My husband is in the game, so one look at the skull ring on this gentleman's left hand tells me exactly who he is. The Skull King. I didn't want an open marriage… but I definitely want this man.

As hard as I tried to keep him out of my heart, he broke through it like shattered glass. Even though my father didn't approve and our relationship would always be a secret, I didn't care. He was worth it… until he wasn't. Six months have passed, and that's exactly how long it's taken me to get over what he's done. I never see him at my father's estate. My father never mentions him. Like he never existed at all, he's wiped from the face of the earth.

My father has chosen me to succeed him in the family business. But if I want the job, it comes with stipulations. And one of those stipulations is to never mix business with pleasure. AKA, don't sleep with anyone on the job. My father leads by example, and not once have I ever seen him get involved with anyone, not even his beautiful assistant. That was an easy rule to follow...until Axel.

When Bolton asked for the open marriage I was revolted by it. But then I met Theo… and I didn’t know men like him could exist. Now he wants me all to himself. Do I forgive him… or do I stay?

I married you because I was in love with you. Those words have echoed in my mind ever since he said them, and despite the way my heart races for him every time he steps into the same room, I can't say it back. Not after he hurt me. Not after he betrayed me.