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“Trust me, it is worth it. How do you think I found you?”
I didn’t know what this meant, but I had to try. Staying on the yacht only kept us in danger. “Agreed.”
He stood, so I followed suit. We shook hands and he said, “Meet me back here in one hour and I’ll take you to the security room.”
“Mon grand!” Theo came in, his skin gleaming from the sun. He hurried over to Nikolai and wrapped around the larger man like a weed. “Were you missing me?”
Nikolai bent and kissed Theo’s mouth, his palms finding Theo’s ass. “Always, luchik.”
Giving them privacy, I went out onto the deck where Giulio was sunbathing. He would not be happy over the deal I just made, but I hoped it paid off.
Giulio looked me over, concern etched in his features. “That took a long time.”
“Everything’s fine.”
“Did Theo find you? We were worried you got lost.”
Putting my hand on his sternum, I bent over him. “He’s with Nic, which means we’re alone.”
His fingers trailed up my stomach and through the hair on my chest. Then he fingered the cornicello around my neck. Every place he touched on me sizzled. “You look fucking good out here.”
I was scarred, both inside and out. Hardly beautiful like Giulio. “And you look like you belong on the cover of a magazine, amore.”
He hooked his finger through my necklace and pulled me closer. “Well Fucked Monthly?”
I laughed as his lips captured mine. His mouth was warm and soft. I angled my head and slipped my tongue in his mouth. I loved kissing him. I hadn’t kissed many partners over the years, and rarely the same person twice. But Giulio’s kisses felt necessary, like I would starve without them.
Finally, I eased up on Giulio’s mouth, but didn’t pull away, instead switching to gentle, affectionate kisses. Telling him everything with my lips that I hadn’t said out loud.
You’re mine, principe.
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
Giulio
“You did what?” I snarled. I kept my voice low, so I wasn’t overheard. “Che cavolo fai, Alessio!”
His cheeks reddened slightly. “I had no choice. I have to keep you safe. And we need to—”
“Fuck that.” I dragged him over to the edge of the deck, farther away from where Nikolai and Theo chatted in the salon. “You had no right to agree to either of those things.”
“No right?”
I shoved my finger into his chest. “We decide these things together. Unless . . . .” Had I entirely misread him? I didn’t think so, not with everything Alessio had said and done. But I had to be sure. “Are we not together? Is this just temporary for you?”
He grabbed my hips and pressed his forehead to mine. The heat from his large frame wrapped around me. Sank inside my bones. “We are together, principe,” he whispered. “I told you, you are mine.”
“Good.” I slid my hands around his back. “Then we decide together. I don’t want you owing the Bratva any favors.” Who the fuck knew what Nikolai would demand of Alessio in return? Assassinate the pope? A world leader? A dictator? “And I need to look out for Theo’s best interests. He’s my friend.”
“What else was I supposed to do? I need to keep you safe.”
I wanted to sigh. I understood this protective streak of Alessio’s, but I wasn’t weak. I was a killer, too. Raised to run an empire. I wasn’t afraid of the Bratva.
And I was not about to sacrifice Alessio and Theo for my own safety.
I grabbed the back of Alessio’s neck. Held tight. “Do you trust me?”
“Of course.” He sounded offended that I even asked.
