Read to find out how Kiara Dawnes goes from a waitress in Los Angeles to the Queen of an empire and what her future holds.
THIS IS A DARK ROMANCE BOOK!!
This book is for ages 18+ & contains MATURE content:
Bad language
Mental & physical abuse
Steamy...
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"As much as I like seeing you like this, I wish your greedy ass would choke." Kiana joked, upset that I got the last of the pineapple.
"She's getting fat all in her face, you sure you're not pregnant Kiara?"
"Oh God as if ever again? Please don't give jokes like that Ayana."
"Alright alright I apologize." She chuckled holding her chest pretending to be sincere about it.
"I really can't stand you." I laughed just as Lorenzo approached us.
"The vehicle is ready if you're all ready to go Mrs—Kiara." We couldn't help but laugh at his quick correction. I've literally drilled it into Valentino and Lorenzo to simply call me by my name instead of being so formal all the time. They can preserve that for when we're amongst the brothers.
Kiana, Ayana and myself got up and followed Lorenzo to the vehicle. Lorenzo and Valentino to the car while Ayana's bodyguards tailed us in a separate vehicle.
I met Ayana Lopez about a year ago, a few months after I returned to the mansion. Imagine my shock when I learnt that Marcel actually had a girlfriend. He basically kept her locked away for safety reasons. She wanted nothing to do with this lifestyle and unlike Dario, Marcel understood and respected her wishes. She stays away from all spotlight and keeps guards around her 24/7. Marcel prefers the world to believe he is a single man rather than reveal his only weakness. No one outside of the Romano family even knows of her existence. I envy her for that.
Ayana has a good man and apparently a very good relationship with Marcel. Whenever they're together it's like she's the only person that he sees. He's extremely clingy with her and he treats her with such love and respect. This will be my first time visiting their home. I've been spending most of my time at home raising my son. The three months I spent away from him felt like three too long. I haven't left his side at all other than when he sleeps or when his grandmother steals him away. I'm even there when Dario has him but who can blame me, why would I trust Dario alone with a child? Matteo would be shooting guns before he begins to walk if it were up to Dario.
Things have been very different between us ever since that day. When I confessed that I had slept with Sergio I was almost certain that I would have died that day. Dario had left me in that room alone for hours. When the door finally opened it was Camilla. I couldn't even explain how happy I was to see her after so long. We both cried like two big babies and she released from the chains that Dario had apparently forgot were on my wrists. I took a warm shower and she helped pamper me. After that I returned to the bedroom I once shared with Dario. I stayed wide awake all night but he never came to bed. My only complain was the lack of sleep I got thanks to paranoia. The next day it was just Matteo and I. None of the Romano brothers were present. It was myself, my son, Dario's mom , the guards and all the workers left alone for a more than a week. That's how long it was until Dario returned and still when he did, he hadn't offered me a glance. Five days after his return, he spoke to me for the first time when he asked for Matteo. I was skeptical but did as told. I watched in amazement seeing Dario with our son in his arms. He looked like a completely different person. That night Dario invited me to his study and what he said had me baffled.
