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“Hi,” Juliet smiles at me.

“Hey,” I reply. She gets close to me and kisses me.

“Wanna tell me what you two were up to?”

“Can I tell you later? I promise it was nothing we couldn’t handle, and we didn’t get violent.”

“Good.” She gives me a soft smile. “Dinner’s ready, so how about you clean yourself up and let’s eat.”

“Deal, “ I say, leaning down and giving her another kiss.

FIFTY

JULIET

It’s been a little over a week since the revelation of Ryan’s dad came to light. Drew quickly found the person who was sending the threatening messages once we contacted the Russos and the flowers. It was one of Lorenzo’s men based in New York, whom he sent here after Mateo was kidnapped. Gino ‘dealt’ with him, which he promised meant he got him out of the city and didn't kill him.

The flowers were sent to John’s house more as a coincidence. But it’s still odd that the flower shop was given his address; the only assumption we can make is that the address was written incorrectly. John says he’d never been to the florist before, but if they didn’t make that mistake, we would have probably never found out it was John.

Sophie has moved in with Ryan, and it seems like those two are going to have a great sibling bond just like Gino and Vanessa have.

Opening my eyes, Gino’s arm is wrapped around my waist. I slowly turn over to face him. He softly snores, and I can see how much he’s relaxed over the last few weeks since Mateo returned, and he hasn’t been hiding things from everyone.

He slowly opens his eyes. “Good morning, bella.” his voice is thick with sleep.

“Good morning,” I reply, giving him a sweet smile. “Are you ready?”

“If I say no, will that make me a terrible boss?” Gino replies.

“No, it’s normal on the first day of something to be nervous. If you weren’t, I’d be concerned,” I say.

“You know what could help me?”

“What’s that?” I already know what he means.

He doesn’t reply with words; he presses a hungry kiss to my lips.

I run my hands through his hair and lightly tug. Giving him a signal to keep going.

And he does.

He grabs my left breast in his hand and rubs my nipple. Which gets me to moan.

I move my hand along his bare chest and get down to his waist. Moving down further, I can feel his hard cock.

Pulling back slightly so I can see his face. I bite my lip and look down slightly, silently asking him if he wants me to keep going.

He groans. “Please.”

That’s all I need to keep going. I push his shoulder slightly so he moves to his back.

I haven't taken off his pants yet. I want him to be so hard he’s leaking.

Swinging my leg over him, I straddle him and lean down to kiss him.

“Bella, if you don’t do something, I might come in my pants,” he grits out.

“I wouldn’t be mad about that,” I say, biting my lip.