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CHAPTER 26

FRANKIE

Anoise outside breaks the spell.

Tearing myself from her arms, I winch the belt of my jeans together and root around the desk for my gun. My head is all over the place and my cock is still leaking. To wait this long for her and then to be inside her was the brutal fucking ruin of me. I’ve never come so hard, nor felt like I’m right where I’m supposed to be with this much clarity.

“Here,” she whispers, shoving cold steel into my hands.The moon is pouring in through the gap in the blindsand catching the soft curves of her face. There’s so much we need to say to each other, but I catch her mouth in another violent kiss instead.

She sees me. She still sees me. Even in the darkness.

“Stay there,” I tell her, heading over to the window.

The silhouettes of the trees are sentry and still. Not even a breeze is worrying them.I glance at my watch. It’s nine forty-five already.Did the guards hear us?Neither of us screamed the house down, but we weren’t quiet either.

“Frankie.” The note of panic in her voice makes my head snap back to her. “Kirill will be home at any moment. The guards outside—”

“Grayson said we had an hour. We’ve fifteen minutes left.” I stride back over to the desk, holstering my gun so I can wrap my hand around the nape of her neck and let her warmth seep into my bones. “In seven days, we’ll have a lifetime.”

“A lifetime,” she echoes, the surety in her voice making my cock hard again. The alternative will never be an option for her. I’d make her love me, even if she had none of it left to give. “What happens in seven days? Who’s Grayson?”

“He’s the warning blizzard. Next Friday, the hurricane hits.” I pause. There’s no way I can walk away from her now, but we’re dead if we run. “Ada, I don’t have time to explain, I just need you to—”

“In seven days, we’ll be free to be together, and this man is going to help us,” she says, deducing the headlines for herself.

“Him, and the cartel he works for.” I slide my hand up to her face to palm her jaw again. “We’re going to annihilate the Red Compass. Everyone who hurt us will die… Our son—”

She quickly presses a finger to my lips, as if she can’t bear for me to say his name. “Please don’t hate me.”

“I could neverhate you.”

“Kirill stole him.”

“And I’ll get him back for you, I swear.”

“Not for me, for us.” She reaches up to replace her finger with her soft lips and sweet breath.

I nod, murmuring another oath into her mouth. “For us.”

“Did you kill Zaccaria, like you killed Guido Rossi?”

“I’m going to kill all of them, Ada.”

“Kirill said you’d been in jail.”

“I saw an opportunity.”

“Is Aiden okay?”

“He is now. He’s lording it up in Monaco, spending half the time depriving a bunch of rich arseholes out of their euros, and the other half laundering drug money. I’ll take you there some day.”

I’m going to show you the world.

“I can taste your conflict when we kiss.” Her blurted out assertion takes me by surprise, echoing Grayson’s words from yesterday. “You said we only had an hour, which means you need to leave soon.” She goes to push me away, but I catch her wrists.

“Not without you. You don’t get to walk away from me…ever.”

“But that’s the conflict, isn’t it, Frankie?” she argues quietly. “We don’t have a choice.” She slides off the desk and starts to pull me towards the door. “It’s the silence behind your words that betray you. They always did, even when we were kids. There’s a reason you can’t take me with you tonight, am I right?”

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