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I know the tickets to the show sold out, but I never expected there to be so many people around, and now I can’t calm my shaky fingers. My stomach has been turning all day, and nothing has managed to help me calm the nerves.
Christ, I’ve worked so hard preparing for this show for months only to fall apart now, but my nerves won’t let up.
Someone tugs my dress, and I look down to find two sets of eyes staring up at me. My heart swells with love as I stare into eyes that look so much like my husband's.
“Hey boys,” I coo, crouching to their level to hug them, warmth spreading through my heart when their little arms circle my neck. “When did you get here?”
“Just now,” Ace, the youngest of my boys says, and I pull back from the embrace to look at my sons, who are definitely up past their bedtime, but a bigger part of me is happy to see them here. They’ve watched me play numerous shows, but nothing as big as this.
I look up to find the love of my life leaning against the door, watching us with an easy smile on his lips. He is dressed in his signature black, which highlights his muscular frameperfectly, and I can’t help the little tug I feel in my sex from ogling him.
“You know you didn’t have to come,” I say, my lips parting in a smile at him being here despite my words.
“Yes, I did,” he says, pushing away from the door and walking into the room. “Since when have I missed any one of your shows?”
He’s right. He’s never missed a single one of my performances, but that’s because they all happened in the daytime, so it was easy to bring the boys along, but this is my first evening show. One that is meant to go for two hours, and I didn’t think the boys could last that long, so I was sure he wouldn’t come, let alone bring the boys along.
There is no explaining how much their presence puts me at ease.
From the moment I met Luca, I haven’t felt lonely a single day. I don’t need to take on crazy hobbies to get my husband’s attention like I did with my family. My husband does everything he promised he would do, starting with taking me to the courthouse the morning after rescuing me from my father. He bought us rings after filing our marriage license. Then, just as he said he would, he hired a messenger service to take a copy of the license to my father.
He was furious, of course, but there was nothing he could do. I don’t keep up with the news on what is happening between the families, but Luca told me that Anton broke the alliance he had with my father as soon as he learned of my marriage. The Albanians have slowly been chipping away at the Russian territory since then. Luca was able to get something off the phones that he stole from my father’s guards that night that gave the Rossi family an edge over both the Russians and theAlbanians. I didn’t want to know the details, but whatever he found weakened my father’s organization to the point that he was forced to flee the city. Anotherpakhanhas since taken his place, but he has so far chosen to leave us alone.
I shudder to think what would have happened if Luca hadn’t found me that night.
“Katya, you're on in fifteen!” I look past my husband’s shoulder to find my assistant peeking in, her lips parting in a smile when she notices the boys. “Oh, hi, Ace and Louis.”
“Hi,” the boys say uniformly, running to the sweet girl I hired to help me manage my music career.
“Steph, can you please help them get settled for the show?”
“I would love to.” She beams, taking the boys’ hands on each side and walking out with them. “Who wants a pre-show snack?”
“Me!” the boys yell as they skip out happily, leaving me alone with my husband.
Luca extends his hand, and I grab it to help me up to my feet, drawing me flush against him. “Nervous?”
I nod, running my hands over his massive chest. “I’ve never performed in front of so many people before.”
“You’re the best cellist I’ve ever met.”
“I’m also playing the piano.”
“That too. You’re the best at both, and I am sure the crowd will love it.”
I can’t help the smile that breaks through as I wrap my arms around his neck. “You think I’m the best at everything.”
“Well, that is because you are,” he whispers, leaning in and brushing his lips against my ear. I moan when his lips trail a path down my throat.
“Baby, you heard Steph. I need to be on stage in fifteen,” I whisper, tilting my head back to allow him more access despite my protest.
“I only need five,” he growls, reaching over and slamming the door shut before backing me up to it.
I should stop him, but I am weak to this man’s advances. It’s always been that way with us. One touch is enough to make me lose my mind and forget everything.
“Luca . . .” I moan when he slides his fingers up my thigh as he kisses the hell out of my neck, nipping gently at the skin and no doubt leaving marks. “We can’t do this here!”
“You’re nervous,” he whispers, his fingers traveling higher, and I jerk against him when he rubs his knuckle over my panties, dragging them up and down my slit. “Let me help get rid of the nerves.”
