Phoebe slaps me so hard that my head flies to the side, and I cover my burning cheek with my hand. I don't blame her, I disappeared, leaving only a stupid letter. But she's still my sister, and as soon as the shock wears off, she envelopes me in her arms. "You fucking bitch!" She sobs in my ear, her arms tightening. "I've been worried sick about you, and then your man summons me to Greece, I didn't know what was going on." I hug her as tight as she's hugging me. "I'm sorry, I can explain, I swear.""It better be one hell of an explanation!" She warns, and I smile. I missed her even more than I realized. "Why don't we all go out for breakfast?" Alessandro suggests behind me, and Phoebe let's me go. She points her finger accusingly at him. "I'm coming with her so she can get ready. Don't think I didn't hear you going at it like bunnies while I was knocking like an idiot." Alessandro smirks arrogantly, and I roll my eyes at him. I blush as images flood me of what the two of us did

I didn't realize how much I've missed the city until I step down from Alessandro's private jet and I inhale the polluted air. I've been to two amazing places, yet the feeling of home envelopes me in this very place I ran to in order to get away from my past. Alessandro's fingers thread through mine, and he looks down at me with the promise of a new life. Excitement unfurls in the pit of my belly. This time will be different. I'm no longer scared to be with him fully, and he's finally willing to let go of what he thought his marriage would be like one day. I might not like the spotlight in which he inevitably lives, but I'd rather have cameras flashing in my face than being hidden away like a dirty secret. And I know we look incredibly mismatched. Alessandro looks stylish without trying in black jeans and a black shirt. He looks classy even after a very long flight. Whereas I'm in my signature hoodie, sweatpants, and sneakers looking like something the cat dragged in. My hair is in

The psycho in me calms down immediately, and I dial Phoebe's number. "Sissy!" She answers on the first ring. "What the hell is happening? I was still sleeping when one of Alessandro's men came knocking like the house was on fire!" "Where are you now?" I want to know. "She's with my wife and son in the car behind us." Thomas informs me. I nod at him in the rear view mirror. "I don't know what is happening yet. All I know is, is that Alessandro's parents are missing, so we're probably going to a safe place." "Oh god, what do I tell Kevin?" She screeches. "He's going to freak out!" "Make up a lie if you have to." I sigh. I couldn't care less what she tells Kevin right now. All I care about is that she's safe and sound. I have to talk to Alessandro. I have to hear his voice to know that he's okay. Not okay, but alive, at least. I hang up on Phoebe and try calling Alessandro again. This isn't gonna work if he doesn't let me in on what's happening. Especially if his parents are miss

Soft fingers tickle my face, and I grab the offensive hands to open my eyes to wide, grey eyes. "Ouch!" The offender says, and I let his little hand go, and he smiles widely at me with a gap where his two front teeth should be. "Good morning, princess." He whispers. "I am here to awaken you for breakfast. You need your energy if you're going to fight the bad people!" "What?" I sit upright and look to my left to find the bed empty that I shared with Phoebe last night. "Princess Phoebe sent me." The little monster holds a plastic sword in the air. "I am here to protect your honor!" "Who are you?" I frown. There's a slight headache in my temple, and my stomach howls with both hunger and nausea. The little guy goes on one knee in front of the bed and holds his hand over his heart. "I am knight T.J, reporting for duty." I have to admit the little shit is actually cute with his dark hair and big, grey eyes. "May I go to the bathroom knight T.J?" He stands up and nods, taking his job

The only reason I'm doing what I'm about to do is because I'm finally convinced that Alessandro really loves me. Sure, he's done everything for me in the past, but I just figured he has a lot of money to waste. Plus, people get married for all sorts of reasons besides love. I know the reason why I don't feel like I'm worthy. Because it's too fucking good to be true. Nothing good has ever really happened to me, so the fact that Alessandro Moretti actually wants me for me was unbelievable. I plop down next to Raquel, where she's typing on her phone. She throws the phone down on her lap as if I caught her doing something wrong. "What's up?"She asks warily, giving me the side eye. "How long do you think we're going to have to stay here?" I ask. She looks at me like I've grown two heads. I don't ever bother talking to her, so she probably thinks this is the weirdest thing. She's nervous. I can tell in the way she fidgets with her hands in her lap. She's probably thinking, why the he