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The shower stops, and a few seconds later, Kat emerges in a white towel. Her hair is piled on top of her head and her tanned skin glistens in the sunlight coming through the windows. She used to be so pale because she worked nights and rarely left the house, but she’s been spending so much time in the gardens these past few months. And fuck me, she is beautiful.

I nod to the bed where I have laid out one of the new dresses Joey and Anya helped her choose.

“Thank you,” she says quietly while I turn back to the window and allow her to dress without my eyes on her.

When I turn around a minute later, she’s fully dressed and smoothing the fabric of her dress over her hips in that way she does when she’s nervous. Crossing the room, I take her hand in mine. “You ready?”

“No,” she says with a faint smile.

I brush her cheek with my knuckles. I could pretend that this isn’t going to be difficult for her. I could wrap my arms around her and whisper promises in her ear that this will be a walk in the park, but that is not who I am. And that’s not what she needs right now. “They will never hurt you again. No one will ever hurt you in this house, Kat. Understand?” I tell her, my tone harsh and clipped.

“Yes.”

“Then let’s go.” I stride out of the door, my fingers laced through hers as she follows me. Her hand trembles in mine, and I squeeze it tighter.

The sound of Elmo’s annoying laugh echoes down the hallway as we get nearer the study, and she falters. “Dante, I c-can’t,” she stammers.

I push her against the wall, one hand on the back of her neck and the other still holding onto hers. “Breathe,” I command.

She sucks in a breath and stares into my eyes.

“Which one of them carved that word into your skin?” I growl.

“Not him,” she whispers. “Not the one with the crazy-ass laugh.”

“But he hurt you too?”

She bites her lip and nods.

“Come.” I pull her with me and walk quickly down the hallway because if I don’t get my hands on those scum-sucking little cunts, I will fucking explode.

As we reach the door and she hears both of their voices, she squeezes my fingers but then she tugs her hand free from mine.

She’s going to run. And I can’t say I blame her after what these animals did to her.

But she doesn’t run. She strides into the room all on her own. My fucking tiger. I walk behind her, closing the door.

“Ah, you’re back,” Lorenzo says, his eyes narrowed as he tries to read the situation.

“Yes. I went to find Kat to introduce her to our colleagues. Have you met my fiancée and the mother of my child?”

Elmo and Tony turn in their seats, smiling, as they look at me and then her.

“Pleasure to meet you, ma’am,” Elmo says.

Evil fucks don’t even recognize her.

“Actually, I think we’ve met before,” Kat says. Her voice trembles slightly, but I have never been so fucking proud of her.

Now… they recognize her. Tony’s mouth drops open, and Elmo’s eyes widen to the size of dinner plates.

I slip my arm around her waist and pull her to me. Letting them know that she is mine. Letting them know they will never see the light of another day.

“Is that so?” Lorenzo asks, leaning forward in his seat, his hands steepled beneath his chin.

“Yes,” Kat replies as she glares at the two useless sacks of shit sitting across from her. Now they are the ones trembling with fear. “It was kind of a memorable few days for me. I’m surprised you don’t recall.”

“W-we…” Elmo stammers.

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