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“Elias, please,” Ramona pleaded, “his name is Bruno. He was hurt too.”

Fuck. I didn’t want to be the reason for her frown.

“I’ll apologize,” I agreed, “but forgiving?”

That would be one hell of a stretch. The rage I felt only grew. I lost money, my house was shot up and my shoulder ached every time I moved it.

“If you can stop the fighting and be willing to clear the air, then I’ll be happy to be your bride.”

I let out a long sigh, my smile only growing. “This is why I love you, Ramona. You’re the type to sacrifice everything for the people you care about.”

She was frowning, not taking my compliment as I’d hoped.

“Fine, fine. If Antonio is going to be my in-law, then I should work hard to be the best brother possible. Now, with that out of the way, I’ll call someone to officiate our union.”

Before I could stand, she shot her hands out.

“W-Wait, I want to have a wedding!” she blurted. “I’ve always wanted to have a big one, and if I have to only get married once, I don’t want to miss out.”

I settled back in my chair, already growing impatient. “Weddings take time to prepare, darling. I want you as my bride now.”

She was frowning, her eyes cast downward. Only five minutes in my home and she knew how to play me like a damn fiddle.

“Fine, a few days then. Enough time to get you a dress and a ring,” I agreed. Getting back up, I approached her.

“A week,” she pushed, biting her lip. Looking up at me, her hands came together. While she might be able to meet my gaze, she still fidgeted nervously.

“Too long. Denied.”

Her lips parted and those cheeks of hers grew flushed. “I want you to be in prime condition for after the wedding.”

I stared at her, looking to see what she was up to. Clearly, she wanted more time for something. If she simply wanted to be fucked, I didn’t need to wait for a wedding.

I grabbed her chin and a gasp left her lips. Frowning, I stared into her chocolate-brown eyes to search for any form of deception.

“You don’t have any idea what I could do to you, Ramona. After waiting so long, if you think I’ll give you the chance to run–”

“I don’t want to go back home,” she interrupted, “I want to stay here with you.”

My heart skipped. I wanted to hear those words for so long. I was struggling to determine if the woman of my dreams was simply trying to trick me or not.

Those who tried to trick me ended up dead. Ramona was a woman I couldn’t possibly hurt.

I was conflicted. Between a rock and a hard place, I wasn’t sure how to respond.

Ramona hadn’t pulled away or flinched at me touching her. That was a plus.

“Why?” I finally asked, craving the truth.

She smiled, lifting her hand to brush my knuckles. “Wouldn’t you like to know, Mariani?”

Oh god, I did. Realizing she wouldn’t give me the answers I sought easily, I let out a long sigh.

“Fine, I’ll give you a week,” I agreed, “but I still plan on treating you like my wife starting today.” That wasn’t up for discussion.

“Sounds great. One more thing, how fast can I get something out to my brother?”

My nose scrunched at the mention of Antonio. I released her, thinking about what she’d want to slip over to him.

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