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With a low growl against her neck, I said the only thing I could think of to describe the fucked up relationship between us.
“Goddamn it, Gia.”
ChapterThirty-Seven
Gia
We lay entwined at the hips, the heat of his spent cock against me. Our chests still heaved, a tangible remnant from our tryst. Enzo’s head rested on the pillow, his blue eyes still dark with passion. My gaze roved over every curve of his chest and bare stomach. Our sweaty clothes lay on the floor. Sweat glistened on his tanned skin, each bead filled with desire.
“What?” he asked, his breath heavy with exhaustion.
“Nothing.” I averted my gaze and turned onto my back.
“Babygirl, it ain’t never nothing when it comes to you.” He sat up on his elbow and wrapped an arm around my bare waist.
“I just miss my family,” I said with heat teasing behind my eyes.
He brushed back my sweaty hair, his firm hand somehow still comforting. “I know.”
“Can’t I go back? No one knows about us or what happened.” I flashed my eyes at him, trying to hang on to the bit of hope I had left.
“Gia...” he began, shaking his head.
“I—”
“I said no!” He tensed, his arm squeezing around my waist.
“Why?” I pouted defiantly as I tried to push his arm away.
“I refuse to send you home where I can’t protect you.” He pulled me into him.
“Come with me?”
“Neither of us can show our faces in the city. Not now, at least. There’s too many people who want us dead, and for good reason. Didn’t you say you wanted out of that life?”
Of course I did. Well, I thought I wanted that. As scary as it was to be on guard and avoid the triggers of our enemies, there was also a sense of excitement. Something that I only got from danger and fucking. I imagined what kind of life we could have. Images of me perched on his lap while he ran his family flitted through my mind. Him fucking me with the power that could only come from running an empire with a Viglione and Silvani at the helm. If my intelligence coupled with his brutality, we’d be unstoppable.
“I said I wanted out of that life, yeah,” I whispered.
“I know what you’re thinking.” He grabbed my chin and drew my face to him. “I’ve thought the same fucking thing, I’m sure.”
“I just wish...I don’t know...that we could run our own business. Maybe we aren’t meant for this picket fence kind of life.”
He kissed me, his tongue prying into my mouth and igniting me again. “I’ve thought of that.” He grinned. “Having you by my side, letting me fuck my stress out on you.” Enzo reached down and grabbed himself. “I’m not even sure how much work we’d get done before my hands landed between your legs again.”
His words made my entire body light on fire, and heat crawled beneath my skin. “Why can’t we?”
“Because we can’t run shit from outside the city.” Enzo dropped his gaze. “We’re out of this life, whether we like it or not. This picket fucking fence lifestyle is what we got now.” He fisted my hair and pulled me into him, his lips hovering over mine. “But I can tell you this. I will make every fucking day we're here feel better than the last.”
I knew he would. I wasn’t sure it would be enough, but I was sure as fuck willing to try.
* * *
Enzo
I pulled Gia closer,and her pelvis pressed against mine. I hardened at the thought of her in a tight dress, leaning over my desk as my hands raced over her curves and she told me what business endeavors we should be in.What a fantasy.She looked at me with soft eyes filled with longing. I didn’t know if I could give her what she wanted, but I could damn sure give her what she needed: out of the business. Death was a part of life for us, and we never got too attached to another person, not even family. I couldn’t fathom the thought of losing her to some enemy over bullshit vendettas. Her deception was a catalyst to freeing us from that lifestyle, which meant it hadn’t been a betrayal in the end.
Despite it all, there was still a nagging feeling in my gut where pain remained embedded in my tissue. “Gia...”
