Gemma’s POV
My Sunday afternoon was absolute chaos. Three dogs raced through our heavily secured compound like furry missiles, a giggling little girl chasing after them, a teenager who never stopped talking, a boyfriend whose hands seemed permanently attached to me, and somehow I still needed to prepare lunch for our entire crew.
Juggling all these elements while maintaining our family’s reputation for hospitality tested even my multitasking skills.
We’d invited our closest associates over for a poolside gathering at our fortified estate. I’d specifically asked Dominic to include Brenda and her sister Phoebe, and I’d extended an invitation to Zander who, thankfully, had managed to clear his medical schedule. It promised to be quite the assembly of Thorne family allies.
Xavier and Ruby arrived first in their armored sedan, followed by Caleb and Ivy with Max and their children in their convoy. The noise level instantly doubled as Max became completely enchanted with our guard dogs, rolling around on the manicured lawn with Carmen and the animals within minutes.
"Gemma, three attack dogs? Really?" Ivy surveyed our canine security detail with amused disbelief.
I laughed, adjusting the concealed holster beneath my casual dress. "Some people have babies, others have trained protection. Though technically only Amber belongs to me. The other two are Carmen and Vincenzo’s choices."
"Does Nadia know about this expanded security measure?" Zoe appeared behind us with perfect timing, her intelligence operative instincts always sharp.
"She knows about one small dog. But Carmen and Vincenzo have Dominic wrapped around their fingers—they get whatever tactical advantage they want," I explained with a sigh.
Zoe’s eyes gleamed with anticipation. "I can’t wait to see Nadia tear him apart when she returns from her European business trip!"
Soon our compound was bustling with family—we were just waiting on Brenda, Phoebe, and Zander to complete our inner circle. The men gravitated toward the outdoor kitchen with drinks while the women requested a tour of our secured residence, which I happily provided.
"Now you just need to fill this fortress with little soldiers!" Ivy remarked as we finished surveying our defensive positions.
"Not so fast, Ivy!" I grinned. "I’m perfectly content borrowing your little warriors for now."
We returned to the terrace just as Vincenzo arrived with Brenda and Phoebe under escort. I hurried over to greet them, noting how our security protocols had relaxed everyone into the family atmosphere.
"Girls! How wonderful to have you in our home!" I embraced them warmly before introducing them to our assembled crew.
Once we settled around the reinforced table near our secured pool area, Brenda spoke up, her voice gentle but concerned. "Gemma, could you maybe offer some guidance to my stubborn sister?"
"What’s the situation, Phoebe?" I turned my attention to her, immediately recognizing the haunted expression I’d seen too often in our world.
Phoebe sighed heavily. "It’s Hunter. I let myself fall for him again, and he destroyed me. Again."
"Wait, Hunter from Xavier’s crew?" Ruby interjected, her face darkening.
"The same one," I confirmed, watching Ruby’s expression turn murderous. "What did he do this time, Phoebe?"
"After you two ended things, he contacted me," Phoebe explained, staring at her hands. "We went out several times, and I got swept away. Then we ran into each other at a family gathering—one he’d deliberately kept me from—and he acted like he’d never seen me before. He was there with another woman from a rival family."
"What a complete waste of oxygen!" Ruby snarled.
"The worst part? He called the next day acting normal, wanting to meet up. When I confronted him, he had the audacity to say we weren’t exclusive, were just ’having fun,’ and he could associate with whoever he wanted without explanations." Phoebe blinked back tears.
"What an absolute piece of garbage!" Zoe’s eyes flashed with lethal intent.
"I ended it immediately. Told him this arrangement wasn’t acceptable and to stay away from me. But it still hurts," Phoebe admitted.
Zoe leaned forward, determination radiating from her like heat. "You know what you need? A man who actually values you! We’re going to teach you some things. Stay close to us, and you’ll see results!"
"And there she goes—Phoebe just became Zoe’s new mission," Ivy laughed knowingly.
"Don’t worry, Phoebe," Lila reassured her with a gentle touch. "I was her last project—completely hopeless—but look at me now! She performs miracles."
"ZANDER!" Dominic’s commanding voice announced our final arrival.

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