Chapters (65)
- Dedication
- Playlist
- Prologue
- FIFTEEN YEARS AGO
- One
- SIX YEARS AGO
- Two
- PRESENT
- Three
- Four
- Five
- Six
- Seven
- ARIA
- Eight
- Nine
- Ten
- Eleven
- Twelve
- Thirteen
- Fourteen
- Fifteen
- Sixteen
- Seventeen
- Eighteen
- Nineteen
- Twenty
- Twenty One
- Twenty Two
- Twenty Three
- Twenty Four
- Twenty Five
- Twenty Six
- Twenty Seven
- Twenty Eight
- Twenty Nine
- Thirty
- Thirty One
- Thirty Two
- Thirty Three
- Thirty Four
- Thirty Five
- Thirty Six
- Thirty Seven
- Thirty Eight
- Thirty Nine
- Forty
- Forty One
- SIX YEARS LATER
- Forty Two
- Epilogue
- ONE YEAR LATER
- Author’s Note
- Prologue
- JANE REYES
- Chapter One
- JANE REYES
- Untitled
- Untitled
- Killian De Luca
- Killian De Luca
- NINE YEARS AGO
- Untitled
- Acknowledgments
- About the Author
"Bite me," I sneer as I walk past him towards the coffee machine that is next to my mother.
"Do you guys always have to argue this early in the morning?" my mother says.
My mother, Aria De Luca. Used to be Aria White but then she married my father. She was part of the American Mafia but then she and my father fell in love after she snuck into his warehouse. She has told me the story of how they met. It's honestly like one of the romance stories that people write in books. A cliché romance story.
"I have to if Killian is being a jackass all the time," I say as I make my coffee.
"Don't you have someone to kill?" Killian says and glares at me.
I look back at him. "Don't you have some homework to complete to pick up your grades?"
"Will both of you stop?" my mother says and turns to look at the both of us. "You guys always fucking argue," she mutters.
"What's going on?" I turn around and see my father walk inside the kitchen, with a suit on and his hair messy. He walks over to my mother and kisses her on the lips while also putting his hands on her hips. "Good morning, amore."
My father, Ace De Luca. Leader of the Italian Mafia. He is known for being cold and emotionless but around us, he just seems like a regular dad with an attitude. I know that when he is around my mom, he acts differently. His whole mood shifts into something lighter and angelic. I don’t want someone to love me unless someone loves me the way my father loves my mother. My mother says that he used to be a dick when they first fell in love and when I see him around his soldiers he is a dick to them.
"Ew," Killian mutters.
He is anti-emotions about everything.
He hates everything in general.
My father removes his lips from my mother's and glares at Killian. "Don't you have school?" my father looks at the clock on the wall and then back at Killian who stops eating.
"Shit," Killian mutters before getting off the stool and running out of the kitchen.
"Don't try and fight anyone today, Killian!" my mom yells as he runs out.
I roll my eyes and continue to make my coffee, putting my favorite creamer in the coffee before taking a sip of it and sitting on the stool close to the island.
"Don't you have training? Alexander is already in the gym with Alessandro waiting for you," my dad says as he still holds my mother close to him.