Chapter 10 I moved out of my little apartment above the café and into Julian's home . His place wasn't far , just a ten - minute walk from the shop . Each morning , I strolled to the café to open up , and every evening , Julian came to walk me home . We'd stop at the grocery store together , picking up ingredients for dinner and little things for the house . Life had become simple , peaceful , and warm . Back when I was with Damien , it had felt like I was suffocating . He was the head of the Jones family - a powerful mafia clan weighed down by generations of responsibility . The burden of that world pressed on me every single day . All I had ever wanted was to own a little café and live quietly with someone who loved me . When I fell in love with Damien , I gave it all up . I reshaped my entire life around him . I became softer , more tolerant . I learned to stand quietly behind him . That evening , Julian and I were walking hand in hand through the supermarket , chatting about what to cook for dinner . Now and then , he brushed his cheek against my temple in a playful , tender gesture . That sweetness was suddenly shattered . Damien stormed up to us , his face dark with rage . Without a word , he pulled me into his arms , his grip fierce and possessive . " Estelle ! " He held me so tightly I could barely breathe . His voice cracked as he whispered harshly in my ear . " How could you let another man touch you ? Estelle , how could you do this to me ?! " His eyes were bloodshot , wild with jealousy and pain . He clutched me like a man drowning , as if letting go would destroy him . " Damien , let me go ! " He wouldn't . His arms locked around me like a vise , and no matter how I struggled , he refused to release me . " You're mine , Estelle . You'll always be mine … "