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I’m a wreck.

I’m in love with Elio Rossi. A mafia boss. The enemy of my family.

The kindest, most thoughtful man I’ve ever met. The sweetest dad. The skilled lover.

It’s like he’s two different people.

I wrap my arms around myself, hugging against the cold air. I guess that I’m so wrapped up in my thoughts, I don’t hear the crunch of gravel under strange boots as they come closer.

I definitely don’t hear the low laugh of a man until it’s too late.

By the time I scream, hands cover my face. An awful smelling cloth covers my mouth, and the last thing I hear before blackness consumes me is a rolling, lilting laugh.

28

ELIO

I do not sleepthat night.

Since Caterina is not in our bed, I assume she is sleeping with Luna. I would check the room, but that seems to be an invasion of privacy.

Instead, I roam the house, a bottle of whisky in my hands.

Eventually, recognizing that sleep is unlikely for me, I settle on the library. I will at least be able to go over my emails and accounts, even if sleep cannot come to me.

However, when I walk in the room, I realize something terrible.

Gia is in my library.

“Do you not have your own room?”

She snorts. “You gave me my own wing of the house, Elio.”

“Yes, my point exactly.”

She eyes the bottle in my hands. “Can’t sleep?”

“No. Would you like some?”

Gia nods.

I pour her an actual glass, and settle into the chair across from her. “Why can you not sleep?”

“Torture sometimes keeps me up,” she says with a long sip.

“Ah. Anything new?”

She shakes her head. “He’s hiding something, but it doesn’t have to do with us.”

“I see.”

There’s a silence between us, then Gia turns to look at me. “You didn’t fight with Caterina, did you?”

I don’t respond.

Gia sighs, closing her eyes. “Elio, I told you not to fuck it up.”

“I have not,” I say stiffly.

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