Sienna As I come to again, I hear incoherent mumbling behind me. My head feels worse than before, and a bout of nausea sweeps over my body. This concussion is getting worse; one more hit to the head like that and it will cause permanent damage. I need to move; I need to get out of here and get back to my family. Allessio doesn’t know Dante has me here, so he must not want me dead yet. So why the hell did Dante bring me here of all places? I groan and open my eyes, trying to focus on my legs at least. My entire body is screaming out in pain, and tying my hands behind my back while I have broken ribs is causing my breathing to get ragged. “Dante… please… I can’t… I can’t breathe….” I choke out against the pain while trying to get the attention of my psycho, dead husband, but I continue to hear his mumbling and pacing. I don’t think I’m going to survive this; if anything, I think he is close to losing it. “DANTE!” “Shut the fuck up!” He exclaims, shooting at my feet again. “Your fu

Christian I’m standing outside a hospital door and trying to contemplate the mind of some people. Nadia's daughter- and sister-in-law have been shot, presumably by her own husband. The worst part about the betrayal is that the sister-in-law convinced Nadia to let him stay. She said the husband is clean and free from drugs when Contessa has been feeding it to him in exchange for information. I still remember the joyful look on her face as she told Nadia this after so many mishaps and losses, this was going to be their clean start. Until the one who was supposed to love her ended up being the one to tear her world in two. For that, I would gladly rip the man to shreds with my own two hands. “Christian,” My head snaps towards the voice I didn’t think I would hear in this hospital today, and my heart starts hammering. Sienna walks toward me with a strained smile and heavy makeup on her face, and Arman leads her in. He seems livid, but takes my hand when he sees me. “Nadia is in with

Christian I could feel the anger rippling off Sienna when she walked past me and immediately knew coming here was a mistake. Not only is she angry at Dante, but she’s also hurting a lot and I’m not simply meaning her broken ribs. She did not expect her reunion with Dante to be like this at all. “Drakos,” came the voice of Dante as I was about to follow her out and turn around to face the man who might still hold Sienna’s heart. He smirks when I look at him, arms tied behind his back and shaking his head while it’s bowed. “What do you want?” “So you’re the one vying for Sienna’s heart, are you?” He chuckles, then looks back up at me. “Let me tell you why that will be the biggest mistake of your life.” “I don’t need you to tell me anything about Sienna, Dante, what I already know is enough,” I say, then turn to walk out of the door, but he stops me with one sentence. “She’ll never be yours completely, you know that right? A part of her will always pine for the man she loved and l

Sienna Dario and Serena’s plane took off before us. Daniella got too excited and passed out within an hour. We still have ten hours to go, and right now, all I want to do is sleep; too much has happened and to be honest, I feel completely burnt out. Christian has been quiet since we left the Kuznetsov estate; well, not deathly quiet, just more reserved. He barely touches me, just light grazes, and it's like he’s a million miles away. I wonder if he spoke with Dante and lied to me about it; come to think of it, he’s been acting strangely since that night. My mind doesn’t allow me to ponder this further because six hours later, I wake up and see Christian looking out the window with an intensely worried look on his face. “Hey,” I call to him, watching how the smile changes his entire expression once he turns to look at me. “Everything okay?” “Everything is perfect, Sienna,” he says, looking every bit as exhausted as I felt a few hours ago. “Did you sleep well?” I frown at his defle

SiennaWhen I open my eyes to Christian’s sleeping face, my heart warms at the sight of him. Last night I made it known to him that I am his even if he doubts me, and my persuasion seems to have worked. After mulling things over yesterday, I realised that the look I saw in Dante’s eyes was anger. Not directed at me, but a plan was already forming in his head, and it did not concern me. When Dante gets released, he will want nothing to do with me as I do not factor into his plans anymore. I know Dante better than anyone, and that look was him wringing out his last love for me and replacing it with vengeance. He always called me his weakness, and I know now that there’s no place for me at his side anymore.So, where does that leave me now? With Dante back, this war isn’t mine anymore. I will have to step aside and allow him to continue being a leader to his family. But then again, how do we know that Allessio won’t reactivate his mindless soldier side? And what about Daniella? Will he