Aiden's POV

Love. The word sent my heart tumbling in my chest. The woman you love. Elira. That wasn't just a statement. It was a truth I couldn't deny. A reality I had buried under guilt, duty, and the cold precision of the mafia life. But hearing it now, in the midst of chaos with my son's life at stake, it slammed into me like a physical blow.

My jaw clenched, teeth grinding, pulse hammering in my ears. The thought of Elira— her fire, her defiance, the way she commanded attention even without her memory filled my head.

I hated her and still fell for her. We crossed the line...