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“Has Gwen lost her mind? Why is this man playing with me? Pissing me off isn’t going to get me back. Does Jace know about this shit he’s pulling? He needs to get his friend.”
The elevator chimes as I get to the penthouse floor. I look up and get focused. I’ll deal with Gio later. Music blares through the suite I walk into. I have my guns out as I move stealthily.
Something feels off. First, the song playing is Whitesnake—one of Gio’s favorite groups. “Is This Love” is not the typical Italian ballad you’d expect to hear in Naples. Second, I’ve been fucking the man since I was twenty. I know his scent as if it were my own. This place reeks of Gio. Third, the place is filled with roses. The fourth thing to penetrate my brain is his presence.
I feel him before I see him. I keep moving until he comes into view, sitting in all black with the top three buttons of his shirt open, while in a wingback chair, watching me with those intense hazel eyes. His ankle is resting over his knee.
I tilt my head to the side as I take him in. He cracks his knuckles and works his jaw. The man is perfection, and he knows it.
“Why are you trying to make me kill you?” I hiss.
“Ogni momento in cui sei lontano da me, mi sta uccidendo.”
My knees nearly give out. Italian is sexy spoken by anyone, spoken by Gio, it’s panty melting. I close my eyes and try to calm my nerves and build my resolve.
“How can every moment away from me be killing you when it took you a year and three months to come for me?”
“Ti amo, Nyla. Tu sei l'unico per me. Non farmi vivere senza di te.”
“Stop it, speak English.”
He stands and starts to walk toward me. He stops right in front of me and covers my hands, still holding the guns, pushing them down at my sides.
Lifting a hand to my chin, he lifts my face. “Why? You understand me. You know I just told you I love you.” He covers my heart with his hand. “You feel in here the same as I do, no? Baby, don’t make me live without you. Is that better? Does it mean any less in English?” he says against my lips.
“Why did you contract my sister? What game are you playing now? You’re here, so it isn’t about me.”
“She’s a piece I’ve been missing. She’s for my brother.”
“What?” I look at him in confusion.
He smiles. “Dante will be happy, and I do believe at the right time that will be with Lizzy. She’s perfect for him.”
I lift my right hand. “I should shoot you now. Dante is married with a baby and he’s five years older than Lizzy. Again, why are you trying to make me kill you?”
He knocks my hand away. “Your sister means a hell of a lot to me. I could never hurt her. Dante won’t be married to that cunt forever. That’s a promise, and when I remove that bitch, I’m going to slide Lizzy right in where she belongs.”
“So fuck what Lizzy wants and Dante’s whole life because this is what you think is best. You’re unbelievable, Gio.”
I roll my eyes and turn away from him. He grabs my face and turns it back to him, hovering inches away from my lips. I snarl at him.
“You fail to see this is always about my family. I’m tearing myself apart for all of you. You will all be safe and happy if it kills me.”
With that, he takes my lips and kisses me passionately. I click on the safeties to my guns and holster them, freeing my hands. My fingers are locked in his hair as he devours me. He groans in my mouth and moves his hands to grab my ass and lift me onto his waist.
My heart is breaking because nothing has been resolved, but I know I can’t pull away. It’s like finally going home, but he came for me this time. That means a lot. Gio sends for you, he doesn’t go to anyone.
He reaches between us and unfastens my jeans, then slips his hands into the back, finding my core from behind. I whimper and tug at his hair.
“Mi sei mancato così tanto,” he says huskily in my ear.
“I missed you too, but something has to change, Gio.”
“It will, baby.”
He releases me to slide down his front. I look at him curiously. He looks good, smells good, and feels good. I miss him and want him.
He drops to one knee and lifts an open ring box. I break down into tears. Suddenly strong arms wrap around my waist and I’m being rocked back and forth in a comforting embrace.
