a P
he cold takeout food leaving the
coiled in my gut, scald
ness" Marco was handling tonight-the kin
ely abandoned the idea of ever telling
ins of my dinner into the trash, taking a grim satisfaction in burying the sh
the estate until the hou
massive bed, keeping my breath
ster bath. A few minutes later, th
covers, his strong arms wra
ay from his touch, my spi
nd pulled me closer, his che
oice low and thick with a fatigu
d sound, feigni
r raging inside me, simply brushed a
arly to inspect the legitim
warmed breakfast on the
like a stone in my stomach that I had foolishly m
med with a n
our old academy crew, announcing h
chill spreading through my veins w
here on time
next move. I decided to attend the gatherin
ork at my own Family's legitima
doors to the VIP lounge. The brass handle turned under my palm, and the hinges l
ath st
t beside Sophia on th
ee smile-a genuine, unguarded look
ness, her voice rising above the din to dem
aking an empty seat at
focus entirely on the woman beside him,
mocking voice cut
all the way over there, instea
instantly, d
met the cold gaz
known for his ruthless efficiency a
man who had always taken a cruel p
ark, dangerous energy that commanded re
d, leaning cl
cause you finally found the right person, Marco?
r of something unreadable crossin
he Family elders," he said casually,
ullet, but like a shard of ic
began to murmur, questionin
had just been waiting for
gs over, raising his hands
Our families needed an allianc
smile onto my face, refusi
n the sudden quiet, publicly denying having an
jaw clenching as his gaz
h, grating sound th
nally have your shot, Bianchi," Nico
id not
oing nothing to stop the blatant d
pressing white against the leather. I thought for a mo
f the VIP room, barely making it to
ked out to the valet stand. The cool ni
s clinging tightl
his armored SUV, his hand resting pr
across the pavement. He offered a half-
him I would call my
is mouth parting
y against his chest, com
rapped his arm tighter around her, t

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