Julia's POV I woke up in Romeo's silk sheets, still wearing the diamond necklace. He came out of the bathroom already dressed, carrying himself with the aura of a man who ruled the world. "I have an important meeting," he said, adjusting his watch. "But first, I want to discuss something. I assume you talked to Caesar about the pregnancy and told him the baby is his. Before you move in here for good, I have one last job for you." I sat up in bed, pulling the sheet against my chest. Romeo never gave anything away for free, and I'd already figured that sooner or later, he would ask me for something. "Viktor brought me some interesting information. The Lush is of particular interest. The previous owner was... 'open' to certain businesses, but Caesar is far too honest to own a nightclub. I want you to find a way to get him to sign it over. I want the Lush, and you're the only one who can help me." "I think that'll be difficult. Caesar would never sell the Lush," I replied, trying

Julia's POV "I'm having my first ultrasound next week. Do you want to come with me? Of course, it's still very early, so we won't be able to see much, but we'll hear the baby's heartbeat and make sure everything is okay," I said excitedly. Caesar looked at me strangely. Over the past few days, he'd seemed more tired, serious, and lost in thought. I tried to keep him talking, bringing up the baby, our relationship, anything I could think of. But even though he insisted it was just exhaustion and nothing more, he didn't seem excited at all. It was making it much harder to gain his trust. With the wall of ice Caesar seemed to be building around himself, my task felt impossible. "Are you sure you want me to go?" Caesar asked seriously. "Of course. You're the father." Once again, he showed no reaction to the statement. Every instinct I had told me to run. Usually, I knew when something was wrong. In any other situation, I would have disappeared from Caesar's life. The signs we

Camille's POV I knew the club was packed before I even walked inside. I could feel the energy in the air. The muffled music pulsed through the walls, vibrating beneath my feet and traveling up my legs, reminding me that this would be my last night. It was going to be unforgettable. I took a deep breath before stepping through the dressing room door. Knowing this was my final performance left me with a confusing mix of emotions. I was happy. Nervous, yes. Anxious, but happy. Still, a pang of sadness tightened my chest knowing this would be my last time here. Saying goodbye to all of this, and especially the thought of never seeing Caesar again, was suffocating. "Look who finally showed up." Lucy appeared, already dressed, with that same provocative sparkle she always had. "The star of the night." I rolled my eyes, laughing. "Stop it. You're the one who looks incredible." Lucy was wearing a short black jumpsuit covered in cutouts and sequins. Lots of sequins. With her, no

Caesar's POV Before I could reach the police officers, Diana suddenly appeared, looking frantic. She threw her arms around me, her pregnant belly already quite prominent. "How could you do something like this to your pregnant sister? Do you want me to have the baby early? I was worried sick, not knowing what had happened, and no one seems to have any real information!" "Ow..." I complained when she accidentally squeezed my arm. "Sorry." Diana clung to me. Isaac was there beside her too. "Isabelle wanted to come, but August convinced her to stay home. They're waiting for news." "It was chaos... I forgot to call. I didn't even think about it," I tried to explain, realizing the news must have been on television. The news surrounding our family seemed endless. I hugged my sister carefully. She was in the final stretch of her pregnancy, which had made her even more sensitive, and I felt guilty for not thinking to let her know I was okay. "You don't need to worry. The doctor cl

Caesar's POV "For God's sake, what the hell have you gotten yourself into?" August shouted over the phone. To avoid meeting him in person, I called him instead. I was certain I was being followed, so it was better to keep my distance. Still, I had to warn him, without going into details, that he needed to watch for anything suspicious. And after everything we'd been through, August was furious that he was being forced to worry about something he didn't even understand. "Nothing you need to know about. Trust me." "Does this have something to do with the fire at the Lush? Did you get mixed up with some drug dealer?" "Of course not. It is related to the fire, but not like that. Look... when I get this resolved, we'll sit down and I'll tell you everything. For now, it's better if you don't know." August huffed on the other end of the line, clearly irritated, but promised to keep an eye out. That was the first step. Now I needed to find Joseph. For security reasons, he'd