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I zero in on her swollen eye and bleeding lip. My blood turns glacial.

The muscle in my jaw thrums, and my fists curl as I stalk toward her. She goes to step back, but as quick as a viper, one hand snaps out, grabs the back of her neck, and jerks her face into mine. She stumbles, catching herself on my chest.

Instantly, her hands curl into my shirt, but I can’t distinguish if she’s trying to push me away or hold on.

My chest pumps heavily, the fury wreaking havoc on my control.

Morirà lentamente. I will claim self-defense when the authorities get here. He put his hands on my girl, and I sure as fuck will no longer allow him the gift of breath.

I lean in close, her body trembling and eyes wide. They’re dilated, but it’s not with fear this time. There’s no mistaking the heat in them.

A small gasp slips free when my lips softly caress the side of her reddened eye.

“Enzo…” she whispers, her words trailing off as I softly press a kiss there.

“Don’t worry, baby,” I breathe, the ice in my body chilling my words. “I’m going to end him. And I will let you watch.”

She shudders, her hands tightening in my shirt. “I hope you do,” she rasps, sounding on the verge of coming without me even touching her. However, she gathers herself enough to ask, “Where is he?”

“He had a cellar hiding beneath the dining room table. He’s in there now,” I explain, remembering to wrap the blanket around her shoulders. She’s looking up at me with glimmering eyes, staring at me as if I was the one who saved her.

She’s so fucking beautiful.

“That’s… interesting. Wasn’t expecting that.”

“Worked out for us,” I mutter, grabbing her hand and pulling her toward the pool.

“We can go back whenever you’re ready,” I tell her, tugging her until she sits beside me.

“Can we stay here tonight? I know it’s not very comfortable, but I just want a night outside of that lighthouse. It’s fucking suffocating.”

“Whatever you want,bella.”

Her face twists into a pained expression. “Tomorrow morning, we'll start looking for the beacon again. We have to find it. I don’t want to stay here for any longer than we have to.”

”I’ll get the answer out of him,” I swear, wrapping an arm around her and bringing her into my chest.

She snorts, assumingly laughing at the awkward angle her head is in. “You’ve never cuddled a day in your life, have you?”

“No,” I clip.

“I can tell. You’re tense.”

But I’m trying.

“What happened with him?”

This time, she’s the one who stiffens. Her discomfort is obvious and only serves to reignite the flames burning in my chest. They never died out, but fuck, if he tried anything with her…

“He asked me to stay. I said no. He threatened to blackmail me, and things went downhill from there.”

The muscle in my jaw nearly bursts from how hard I clench it.

“Did he touch you?” I bite out through gritted teeth.

“Aside from him backhanding me? It wasn't anything I couldn't handle.”

My fists curl, the image of Sylvester hitting her nearly catastrophic to my control. “The fuck does that even mean?”

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