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Chapters (65)
  1. Dedication
  2. Playlist
  3. Prologue
  4. FIFTEEN YEARS AGO
  5. One
  6. SIX YEARS AGO
  7. Two
  8. PRESENT
  9. Three
  10. Four
  11. Five
  12. Six
  13. Seven
  14. ARIA
  15. Eight
  16. Nine
  17. Ten
  18. Eleven
  19. Twelve
  20. Thirteen
  21. Fourteen
  22. Fifteen
  23. Sixteen
  24. Seventeen
  25. Eighteen
  26. Nineteen
  27. Twenty
  28. Twenty One
  29. Twenty Two
  30. Twenty Three
  31. Twenty Four
  32. Twenty Five
  33. Twenty Six
  34. Twenty Seven
  35. Twenty Eight
  36. Twenty Nine
  37. Thirty
  38. Thirty One
  39. Thirty Two
  40. Thirty Three
  41. Thirty Four
  42. Thirty Five
  43. Thirty Six
  44. Thirty Seven
  45. Thirty Eight
  46. Thirty Nine
  47. Forty
  48. Forty One
  49. SIX YEARS LATER
  50. Forty Two
  51. Epilogue
  52. ONE YEAR LATER
  53. Author’s Note
  54. Prologue
  55. JANE REYES
  56. Chapter One
  57. JANE REYES
  58. Untitled
  59. Untitled
  60. Killian De Luca
  61. Killian De Luca
  62. NINE YEARS AGO
  63. Untitled
  64. Acknowledgments
  65. About the Author

"Yeah but did you forget that Alexander is also turning twenty-one? Don't go thinking you’re that special, Thalia," my mother chuckles.

"Oh yes, how can I forget? Our birthdays are one week apart," I say, giving her a fake smile.

Sadly, my mother had to give birth to me a week away from when Alexander was born.

Every year when it's our birthday we always have to have a party together. Most annoying shit ever because I basically have to share everything on that day with him even though it's my day. I don't mean to sound conceited but it's annoying that twenty years of my life have been consumed with Alexander and not in a good way.

I will admit I have tried to kill him a couple of times and he has tried to kill me but somehow, he always knows when I am trying to kill him, and vice versa.

"Well, for this dinner please try not to argue so much with him. I just want a nice family dinner with all of us for once," my mother says looking at me and my dad.

My dad furrows his eyebrows, "Why are you looking at me?"

"Because you always argue with Alex and it's so fucking annoying," my mother rolls her eyes.

Alex is my mother's brother. He is the leader of the American Mafia but soon his daughter Ariel is marrying her fiancé which will make him the new leader. They met during this assassin academy they went to, and I guess he and her fell madly in love and all that bullshit. But whenever my uncle Alex is here, he and my father always argue nonstop.

"It's his fault that he is a dick to me for no reason."

"Just play nice," my mother says with begging eyes that my father can never resist and then she looks at me. "Both of you."

My dad smirks at me and I just smile at him.

We both know that won’t happen.

I drink the rest of my coffee and put the cup in the sink. "Whatever."

Three

"I'm here!" I hear a familiar voice from down the hall before the door of my room opens revealing Jane. I smile as she wraps her arms around me. My eyes close automatically from the amazing scent of her hair. One thing I love about Jane is how much she takes care of her hair. She kind of has to take care of her hair because of the texture and curls. "Happy birthday!" she says once she’s released me from the hug.

"Thanks," I chuckle. "Where are your mom and dad?"

"Downstairs with your parents," Jane states.

"Is everyone else here yet?" I ask.