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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

"Thalia, if that were true you would be running away from me right now instead of having your chest right against mine, making me feel your hard nipples through your thin ass little tank top that you wear around the house, not caring who sees," Alexander whispers in my ear. "Now tell me, am I wrong?"

I look up at Alexander and see him staring straight down at me with those gorgeous hazel eyes.

I have no clue what to say. I feel goosebumps spread through my body and chills go down my spine. I also feel a tingling feeling in my nipple area that I don't think I have felt before.

What the fuck.

Before I can fight against him or utter another word, I hear someone walking towards the kitchen making me push Alexander away from me.

"Oh good, you guys are up," Emma exclaims as she walks inside the kitchen staring between Alexander and me. "We need to talk."

Nine

"Okay, so we got more information out of that Russian hostage from yesterday-"

"We could have gotten more but your father decided to kill him because he let a few comments get to him," my mom says, cutting my dad off.

"What did he say?"

I see my dad's jaw clench. "Doesn't matter. But we have a few things we need to discuss with the both of you."

"Okay, what is it?"

Alexander and I are in my father's office. Alexander put on some clothes, and I put a sweater over my tank top because of what Alexander said in the kitchen. He chuckled when he saw I put on a sweater, covering my tank top where you could surely see my nipples through my shirt.

But I mean, I didn’t really care. It's my house and as long as I am comfortable then that's all that matters.

"Well, we found out that there is a new Russian leader. His name is Vladimir Ivanov as Alexander said yesterday," Leo explains as he stands next to my father.

"He is the son of Dimitri Ivanov, but your father killed his whole family and blew up their estate," my mom explains while she sits on his lap.

That was a stupid move.

Just because he blew up their estate doesn't mean that they are actually dead. They could have had family outside of Russia.

"But obviously we didn't know that Dimitri had an heir, which is Vladimir. Vladimir was born in Saint Petersburg which is over four hundred miles away from Moscow which is far from the Ivanov estate," Leo explains.

"How did you find out all of this information?" Alexander asks.

"I had done some research and also found out that Vladimir was still in one of the major cities in Russia, so it wasn't hard to lessen the search," Leo states. "But that's not the point."