Amethyst never asked to be part of a world carved from bullets and blood. Sold by her father to a cold, powerful mafia boss — Luciano Valeri — she expected a life of fear, silence, and chains. What she didn’t expect was the war between his brutal coldness and the quiet, burning love he tried to bury beneath it.

Luciano was dangerous. Distant. A man raised to never love what he couldn’t control. But with Amethyst, control slipped — and love, fierce and possessive, bloomed in the cracks of their ruin.

As the two are forced into a volatile marriage, what begins as hatred simmers into slow-burning obsession, reluctant loyalty… and then, a love that threatens to break them both.

But the past never dies easily — and when betrayal strikes from within, Luciano gives everything to protect Amethyst and the unborn children he never thought he’d live to want.

Now a widow and mother of twins, Amethyst rises from broken girl to steel-spined matriarch. She rebuilds the empire Luciano left behind, raises their children in the shadow of a man they never met, and holds his legacy like a weapon and a prayer.

Years later, the twins — Adrian, cold and commanding, and Serafina, quiet and ruthless — grow into living echoes of the father they lost and the mother who refused to fall.

This is a story of love born in darkness, sacrifice carved in silence, and a family built on fire, blood…
and the soft, unshakable things that survive even after everything else burns.

It had been two weeks since the island.


Two weeks since the honeymoon ended and the war resumed.


Luciano was colder now — not to her, but to the world. Efficient. Brutal. Focused. Someone had betrayed them, and he was hunting them one by one.


Amethyst saw it in his eyes every night when he returned late, clothes stained with someone else's secrets. The way he looked at her was softer — protective, possessive, but always shadowed with something he didn't say aloud.


Then came the dizziness. The aversion to his cologne. The quiet ache in her chest every time she looked at him and thought, He can never know.


She stared at the test in her hand — two pink lines.


The bathroom felt too bright, too loud. She pressed a hand to her mouth, the other to her flat stomach.


Luciano had enemies in every city. A price on his head. Blood on his hands. And Amethyst… she had just started becoming someone dangerous. Someone powerful. She didn't want this to undo her.


She hid the test at the bottom of her vanity drawer.


When Luciano came home that night, she kissed him like nothing had changed.


Instead, she climbed into bed beside him, curling into his warmth, trying to steady her breathing.


Not tonight, she told herself. Not yet.


But even as she lay there, pretending to sleep, her hand drifted unconsciously to her stomach.


He rolled toward her, eyes half-open. "You only lie when you're afraid."


And that silence between them — honest, rare, raw — nearly shattered her.


She wanted him to wrap his arms around her, say they'd be okay. That this child wouldn't grow up in blood and shadow. That he'd choose fatherhood the way he'd chosen her — fiercely, dangerously, without hesitation.


Not when she still didn't know what side of himself he'd become.


And the baby inside her stayed a secret.


Chapter 15 - The secret she buried