Luca's mansion seemed

foyer, her heart a caged bird thrash

ive cigars, aged whiskey and somethin

or. Her

re he stood, hands in his pockets, survey

fter a moment of silence, "

m. His

your bride," she spat at him, her

querida, you are. Whet

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o him. A twisted,

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s voice softer than Rafael's but with

no option bu

ilded

e of hallways, past sparkling c

cended, the more rig

fael DeLuca's home.

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ed the room. French doors opened onto a

breat

as a

her throat constricte

a slight nod before taking a step bac

licked i

ly, pinching her finger

framed her. And now she was the proper

, and she went d

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with th

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, it wasn

was

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smirk did

tray and swept an arm across it, dumping

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lse po

nued. "Or I'll

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ght slay her in an instant - or c

option w

d up the fork and, her movements

ith an intensity that

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choked on

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hate

verything. Hated that he could make her h

ded to

so

cape A

re the house had settled into

balcony doors and

ock

kered in

the courtyard below. It was a long way down, but vines

suddenly encir

backward and slammed into

arm breath

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art th

tch her so quickly? She hadn't eve

," she said

p. His voice was low, mocking. "But I wonder... ho

ed in her

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n't get f

will give you one warning, Valeria." His voice was dec

lips brushed her ear. "I

eath c

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tuck into

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