Iris's POV
It was cold in the morning and the aura was like the kind of cold that often would hit the heavy walls of the Moretti mansion. It was a month after our night on the yacht, and I was on the beautiful side of the vehicle. All the rooms were fairly decorated. The servants hanged their heads when they saw Nico wearing my silk shirts in the morning. They observed how he caught up my waist in the corridors. I was not the ward any more, I had become the Don's woman.
I had been sitting in the library, trying to study a book, when the large doors opened. Nico was not the only one I wanted to see, but as someone I feared in the past, he has come to be my best motherfucker.
"Iris?"
I looked up and gasped. "Leo?"
Leo was my best friend at the university until Nico dragged me out on th
