#Chapter 47: Veiled Intentions

Aurora POV I’ve grown used to danger. So much so that nothing quite phases me anymore. However, when Dominic shows up at the safehouse with two unfamiliar men in tow, and my best friend, I’m immediately on edge. “Hey,” Gianna says, folding me into a hug. “Why are we back here? I was told to get into a car and then they just drove off.” I shake my head, squeezing her back just as fiercely. “No idea.” The twins are nothing like what I expect. One of them, tall with a cocky grin and sharp green eyes, throws his arms wide like he’s about to greet an old friend. “You must be Aurora,” he says, eyes raking over me not with disrespect but genuine curiosity. “The infamous bride-to-be.” His twin, equally tall with the same jet-black hair and unmistakable Italian accent and swagger, leans against the doorframe with a mischievous grin. “I’m Marco. That’s Luca. We’re Dominic’s favorite cousins, though he’ll never admit it.” Gianna and I exchange a look. Cousins? Dominic