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"What?"

"Unless you don't want them?" He tilts his head. "I wasn't sure what you wanted to do. There's his money, a few estates in Italy, a handful of club businesses over here, and of course, his drug operation, although Bradley is dealing with that. Although I believe he's working out a deal that will ensure you get a cut."

"Are you asking me if I want to be a criminal?"

"Technically, you already are." He smirks lightly, and his hands caress up my thighs. "You just witnessed two murders. Technically, you were also traveling all over the world without a passport, which is also a huge no-no."

"Oh, really?" Warmth blooms in my chest as I ease myself slowly into Cassian's lap. "So I'm rich now?"

"Mmhmm."

"I get to take all of his money and use it to build a life for Illyana and me?"

"Just you two?" Cassian's face softens and his eyes grow big, giving me the biggest puppy look I've ever seen.

"I'm a millionaire now," I tease. "What have you got to offer me?"

"Billionaire," he corrects. "More, actually, if you decide to sell everything."

"Ooh… you say such sexy things." I drape my arms lazily over his shoulder as his arms slide around my waist. "You still haven't answered my question. What have you got to offer?"

Cassian answers me by leaning in and closing his mouth over mine, kissing me deeply while my heart soars.

"Okay," I murmur against his lips. "I'm beginning to see your point."

38

SABINA

It's a really good point.

Cassian kisses with purpose and a touch of tenderness, given how the last few weeks have been. I'm less careful. His lips ignite the growing, burning desire for him in my core and heat rapidly pools south.

"Keep… persuading me," I gasp between his kisses. He waves our mouths together, switching between focus on my upper and lower lip. Both his hands sweep across the curve of my ass and settle against the small of my back, then they sweep higher as he draws me in against his chest.

"Easily," Cassian murmurs and his teeth snag on my lower lip. "I'll persuade you every day I have left with you."

A bubble of laughter rises in me and I lean back, cupping his cheeks. "When you say it like that, it's like there's not much time left. So dramatic."

"I'll treat every day like that so you never doubt how much I love you."

"You're so sweet!" Warmth spreads across the apples of my cheeks and I can't stop smiling while I sink back into his arms and kiss him deeply.

The itch for more starts at the back of my mind as his hands caress up and down my back, then it sweeps through me like a tidal wave. Kissing isn't enough. I want more. I need more.

Hot skin brushes against my fingertips when I drop my hands down to his waist and grab the hem of his shirt. He grunts softly and breaks the kiss long enough for me to lift his shirt from his shoulders. Then we're back at it, trading kisses like our lives depend on it.

The air between us thickens with heat, my core tightens and my hips take on a mind of their own as I grind down against his crotch with a growing hunger for more. Two rolls and the rise of his trapped cock beneath me sends a pulse of heated desire lancing through me and I moan against his lips. My nails scrape over his shoulders, mindful of his still-healing injured one, and I roll my hips down so hard that a grunt of want punches past Cassian's lips.

My T-shirt is ripped from my back two seconds later. The strips land on the floor while I laugh, and Cassian buries his face against my chest and lavishes kisses between the valley of my breasts. My bra follows and Cassian cups one hand around my breast as he kisses over my nipple.

Just as his other arm tightens around my waist, I push him by the shoulders down onto the bed and hover over him.

"I'm on top."

Cassian squints up at me, panting. "Oh, really?"

"Mmhmm. Your leg isn't fully healed, is it?"