Okay but important question.
When do I get to meet the sexy crime lord husband?
I snorted quietly from where I was curled up on the couch.
Me
You make him sound like a Netflix documentary.
Marcus
Stop avoiding the question…when am I meeting him?
I glanced toward Lorenzo’s office down the hall instinctively, listening to the faint sound of his voice through the partially closed doors— calm, controlled, dangerous even through the walls.
My stomach fluttered annoyingly.
Me
Soon.
Marcus
Okay. Then I’ll allow the sexy crime lord temporary approval until further notice.
Me
How generous of you.
Marcus
I still need a full debrief over wine immediately, though.
Me
Goodnight Marcus.
Marcus
COWARD.
Tell your hot, emotionally overwhelming billionaire husband I said hi.
I laughed softly under my breath as I locked my phone and set it beside me on the couch.
Eventually, I’d have to introduce Marcus to Lorenzo, tell Kai and Rowen the truth, and explain how I’d gone from crying on Marcus’s couch with nowhere to go to secretly married and living in a penthouse with a man who looked at me with both obsession and devotion.
The thought alone made my stomach tighten.
Because I still didn’t fully understand it myself.
I was still trying to figure Lorenzo out. Some days he was impossibly tender—soft kisses on my forehead, steady hands on my waist, promises whispered late at night.
On other days, I caught glimpses of something darker beneath. Something dangerous and carefully controlled.
And maybe the scariest part was how badly I wanted both versions of him anyway.
Down the hall, Lorenzo’s study door opened.
