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My heart thumped hard against my ribs. “Yes.” The answer came immediately.
He then pinched the bridge of his nose, sighing. “I should be relieved to know he’s alive, but everyone in this house stresses the hell out of me. Honestly, it’ll be better if Marco is out of my hair. Yeah, for my own sanity, I’ll allow it.” He swatted his hand before snatching up the container. “Go on and get out of my sight. Get a working phone while you are at it.”
There was a missing bite in his voice. He looked exhausted, drained from life.
I rushed over to Marco’s side, already cradling his face.
“Let’s go home before he changes his mind,” I begged, ready to return to our own secluded area.
Marco nodded, his gaze softening. “Yeah, we should move quickly.”
Before we hit the door, Antonio caught us.
“Ramona and Elias make these monthly visits to prove she’s still alive. I’d like you to do the same. Be here for dinner in two weeks. Miss it and I won’t be so forgiving. I will kill you without any hesitation.”
We nodded quickly, thankful for a second chance, and made a run for it.
Marco
“I’m fine, I promise,” I insisted as Frankie scrambled around to get her hands on more disinfectant wipes.
After Bruno dropped us back off, Frankie wasted no time fussing. It felt fucking wonderful. Easily covered up the pain.
“He could’ve broken your nose,” she huffed out, “I like it just the way it looks, thank you.”
“Crooked to hell?” I joked.
She smiled. “Exactly.” She then wiped my cheek, getting the leftover blood I’d missed after I tried to clean up back at the estate.
I was so occupied with packing my belongings, I nearly forgot I was a walking disaster. Even through my hideous appearance, Frankie never looked away from me once.
“So, what happens next?” she asked after dropping the bloodied wipe. “You do mafia things?”
“I do what I’m ordered through the day and keep you occupied at night,” I explained. I looked over toward the nearest window. Seeing the mix of colors in the sky, I grinned. “Looks like it’s almost that time.”
Her cheeks grew red at what I was insinuating. “Doesn’t your face hurt?”
“Oh yes, like hell. But I’d still bury my nose between your thighs, broken or not,” I encouraged. I couldn’t stop smiling. Fuck.
She leaned forward to kiss me and I purposely winced at my split lip. Automatically, Frankie slapped my chest.
“Everyone is beating me up today,” I murmured before reaching out to pull her closer. Now that Frankie was mine and I didn’t need to worry about the consequences of my actions, I planned on celebrating.
We were going to throw a party in her bedroom.
Despite her worries, she let me pick her up. Carrying her in my arms, I moved fast.
Frankie Lawerence was mine. With everyone in the family getting married, maybe Frankie Franzolli could be a thing. For now, I’d just enjoy tonight and not take what I had for granted.
She grunted as I dropped her down on the mattress. I made my sweater disappear in all but three seconds.
“Shame you grabbed some clothes,” she murmured as her eyes raked across my bare chest, “I liked the sweaters.”
“You are going to love me when winter rolls around then,” I joked.
Frankie’s eyes widened like saucers and her cheeks grew darker in color. “What happens if I already love you now?”
Collapsing forward, she blew out a laugh when I fell on top of her.
