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CHAPTER 1

Chapter One

Sasha

“Gabriel!”

It's the same dream – waking me in tears and sweat. It's been two weeks, but Gabriel Petrovich continues to haunt me in my dreams. It's like he's screaming for me to find him. I wipe a lone tear rolling down my cheek and look at the snowy night through my window. I always sleep with the curtains open, hoping he'll be in the heavens looking down on me.

Heaven.I don’t want to give up and believe that my father murdered Uncle Vigo and him. But I know my father. He wouldn’t spare their lives. I begged him and even promised not to love or see Gabriel again. But two days ago, I overheard him confirm it.

Somebody sent evidence to the higher bosses accusing my father of stealing the collections. Papa was furious; he suspected somebody was out to destroy him. But he crossed Gabriel and Uncle Vigo off the list, saying they're already rotting in the middle of the ocean. I went to confront him, and he admitted it during his rage.

Despite my anger at Gabriel and Uncle Vigo, I didn't want them dead. I refuse to believe that Gabriel never loved me. He must have – even for a bit. I felt it in his touch – in his kisses. He wouldn't have made love to me so passionately if he didn't feel anything for me.

I rise from the bed and look at the dark sky. A star shines brightly despite the thick fog. I smile and ask, "You did love me, didn't you?" I close my eyes and imagine Gabriel's warm breath against my cheek. His hot hands brush against my skin. I can still hear his heartbeat as he kisses my nape and every inch of my shoulders.He loved me.

But I’ve been wrong with my judgments.

I close my eyes and softly smile. Because of my father's controversy, the Fadors pushed back the marriage between our families. I don't have to marry Dmitri Fador. I look at the sky again.Did you not want me to be married to him?A sharp pain suddenly stings my heart. Another tear falls down my cheek.

Did he do it because he loves me? Or is Gabriel afraid that I might fall in love with Dmitri? That I could have a happy ending? Or did it happen because he wanted to punish me? He wants me to feel the pain of his revenge by taunting me in my dreams every night. By paralyzing my heart? Making it unable to love again?

I don't need him to touch, kiss, or hold me. Just a vision of him alive is enough to cast away my doubts about his love for me. Even when he didn't love me, I'd be a fool and believe he did. Even when he wants to hurt me, I'll close my eyes and continue to love him. I only want him to be alive – even if it's impossible. I'm too old to believe in fantasies. But I still hope for miracles.

A loud crashing sound disrupts my thoughts. Fear rushes through me when a series of gunshots follows.Papa!I run out of the room, but two of Papa's men block me. I stop and ask, "Where's Papa?"

The men don't answer. One of them attempts to put a sack over my head. I push the man away, but the other wraps his arms around my waist to stop me from running away. I yell for help from my father, but I only hear laughter from the men.What is going on?

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