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  1. Heartless Savage
  2. Terri Anne Browning
  3. Contents
  4. Playlist
  5. Ryan
  6. Ryan Age 8 : Nova Age 3
  7. Ryan
  8. Ryan
  9. Ryan
  10. Ryan
  11. Ryan
  12. Ryan
  13. Ryan Age 10 : Nova Age 4
  14. Ryan
  15. Nova
  16. Ryan Age 15 : Nova Age 10
  17. Nova
  18. Ryan Age 18 : Nova Age 13
  19. Ryan
  20. Nova
  21. Nova
  22. Ryan Age 21 : Nova Age 16
  23. Nova
  24. Nova
  25. Nova
  26. Ryan Age 22 : Nova Age 17
  27. Ryan
  28. Nova
  29. Ryan
  30. Ryan
  31. Nova
  32. Ryan
  33. Nova
  34. Ryan
  35. Nova
  36. Nova
  37. Ryan
  38. Nova
  39. Ryan
  40. Nova
  41. Ryan
  42. Nova
  43. Ryan
  44. Nova
  45. Ryan
  46. Nova
  47. Nova
  48. Ryan
  49. ***This chapter may be considered too graphic for some readers.***
  50. Nova
  51. Ryan
  52. Ryan
  53. Nova
  54. Nova
  55. Ryan Age 23 : Nova Age 17
  56. Ryan
  57. Nova
  58. Nova
  59. Nova
  60. Ryan
  61. Ryan
  62. Nova
  63. Ryan Age 23 : Nova Age 18
  64. Ryan
  65. Nova
  66. Epilogue
  67. Nova
  68. Coming Soon

“Shopping?” Ciana was already moving toward the stairs. “Give me ten minutes to change. I need a few things for the summer.”

“I’ll get the car ready and let security know.” Vito gave in gracefully, knowing he couldn’t get out of taking us shopping, especially if Ciana was on board with the idea.

“Do I really have to go too?” Bennie complained. “I was going to check out how things are progressing on Zariah’s house out by the east side of the compound.”

“Zariah’s house is coming along just fine,” Anya told him. “Now, hurry up. If Samara comes home before you are out the door, she will want to go with you. And we both know you don’t want to try to keep up with her.”

“You’re right, Tetka,” he grumbled. “Nova, do you need to freshen up before we go?” I shook my head, my mind on everything I needed to do rather than the shopping they all assumed I would be doing. “All right, then. Let’s get going. If Ciana takes longer than ten minutes, we’re going to leave without her.”

I snickered as I followed him outside, where Vito’s driver was already pulling up in one of the limos. I waved at the security detail that followed the twins everywhere and climbed into the back of the car, already pulling out my phone so I could check the message again.

In the past few years, ever since I’d originally messaged Calista Ramirez, we’d started a virtual friendship. It had been a little tense in the beginning, but eventually, we had grown closer. Especially after Cali had opened up to me about her homelife one night after things had gotten to be too much for her.

What the influencer allowed the outside world to see with her posts and pictures every day was definitely not the reality Cali lived. Anyone who didn’t know her would assume she lived in a fairy tale, but the truth was it was nothing but a nightmare.

Matias, her stepfather, had been sick for the past five years. Something that his son, Manuel, didn’t want anyone to know. As long as Matias was assumed to be in good health, their enemies would be hesitant to do anything to their empire. Until Manuel made his move and showed how much power he could wield, he figured he had the upper hand.

Cali had confessed to me that it was Manuel and not Matias who had ordered his men to attack me. Of course, the confession had come after he’d beaten her into a bloody mess, but by then, I’d already trusted her. I hadn’t told Ryan it was the Ramirez successor who had been trying to start a war with the Vitucci family back then. I knew I should have, but for some reason, I’d kept that detail to myself.

Maybe it was because I felt like I owed Cali some sort of loyalty. Something that, at the time, hadn’t fully made sense to me. But as time had passed, it had become more and more apparent to me that Cali needed someone in her corner because too many other people had already let her down in the worst possible ways.