NADIA POV

Dinner had passed in a blur, I headed back upstairs. My mind swimming and relaying with the conversation I had with Jeff earlier, over and over. The reality of Luciano's world had destroyed any rose-colored glasses I might have been wearing. He was part of the world far darker than I had imagined, not only was he part of it, he ruled it, he ruled part of it. Yet somehow I couldn't find myself to deny the fact that my heart still raced whenever I thought of him.

I barely had time to gather my thoughts when I heard footsteps approaching the door. It was late and Layla...