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Tucked away among the desert canyon, the massive compound is isolated, but stocked with everything a mafia boss needs when hiding out. Firearms. Ammunition. Food. Alcohol. Luxury amenities and top-notch surveillance system and security measures. It’s a fucking impenetrable fortress.

I punch in the access code from the car’s dashboard and drive through the parting gates. The driveway dips, leading into my underground garage. The nondescript wall that serves as the garage door lowers behind us.

Louis and I get out of the car already in the middle of making plans for what comes next. I reached out to him as soon as I made it back into the States. He’s the only one in the family I knew I could trust no matter what’s happened.

Everybody else is a suspect, though it won’t be long before they find out I’m alive. My father’s reach is that far and strong.

After what he’s told me, I know I’m right to think so. Giancarlo assumed my position with no hesitation. Pa and Uncle Claro mourned me at the funeral, and then it was back to business. Only he, Falynn, and a few other men from my crew have remained loyal.

Louis prompts the girls to get out of the car. The three follow me into the rest of the compound.

“There are eight bedrooms,” I say, providing a quick tour through the large living room. “Each bedroom has its own bathroom. There’s a selection of clothes to change into, as well as toiletry items you might need. If there’s something not there, tell me. Louis will find a way to provide it. Questions?”

Falynn and Tasha glance at each other and then shake their heads. Tasha’s more stand-offish, clutching her purse to her chest, eyeballing me like I’m about to lock her away in a dungeon. Falynn’s still swimming in shock that I’m even alive. She worries her bottom lip and stares at me with a familiar look—she wants me alone.

“Louis, can you please show Tasha to her room?”

Louis trudges forward with both hands raised. “I come in peace,” he tells her. “Please, no more claws, kitty cat.”

We can still hear their bickering as they disappear down the hall to our left. Silence remains in their wake. Falynn inhales a shuddery breath, her deep emotions visceral. I can imagine she’s running the gamut of confusion, grief, relief, and many other things.

But she needs to know, if there’s anything more than my power and throne that I’ve missed in my absence, it’s her. I’ve had weeks of recovery to think of her.Seeher in my dreams. I felt it before but am certain of it now.

Falynn is my heart.

Without her, I’m nothing more than a ruthless, savage Mafia King out to dominate the world. The more power I gain, I feel less sympathy, mercy, or sense of humanity. The more my empire grows.

Shekeeps me human.

“Let’s go somewhere,” I say, extending my hand.

She accepts, letting me guide us down the hall, up the stairs to the second story. I take us to the master bedroom, which is even bigger than the bedroom in my penthouse at the Vittoria.

It’s in pristine condition, seemingly untouched with a wide window view of the canyons surrounding us.

There’s so much to tell her. I don’t know where to start.

The only thing that makes sense when I shut the door is the pull between our bodies. I’ve craved her every second I’ve been gone.

Her scent. Her taste. The sound of her moans. The way she lets go when I fuck her body into insurmountable pleasure.

Just the thought makes my cock jump in my pants. I need to be balls deep inside her.

Immediately.

My gaze meets Falynn’s, and I see the dawning in her eyes. Desire quickly follows as she pokes her little pink tongue out and licks her kissable bottom lip.

I’ve never been more grateful to be alive.

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