Page 66 of Marco DeLuca


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Massimo narrows his eyes. “Would it make a difference if you knew?”

“It might.”

“Would it change whether or not you marry that man or how receptive you were to my brother’s advances?”

My eyes widen, and I want to know more than ever what he’s not sharing with me. Yet, I know that I can’t risk my heart again.

“No.”

“Then as I said, ‘it’s nothing’.”

“Where is he now?”

“He left.”

“Without saying goodbye?”

“Did you see the way that your fiancé looked? He was uncomfortable with Marco’s attention to you. The worst thing Marco could do is remain here and have another encounter with your fiancé. If he were to say or do anything to offend Marco, we both know that would not end well,” Massimo says, and I know he’s telling the truth.

He downs his drink and places his glass firmly on the bar. “It was a pleasure seeing you again, Piper.”

“Thank you, Massimo. It was a pleasure for me, as well.”

As he begins to walk off, I think about something. “Massimo?” I call out.

He turns back. “Yes?”

“What did he say? When he was speaking Italian, I mean.”

Massimo’s eyes lower to the floor, and when he looks back at me again, the sadness is gone and in its place is concern.

“He said you were beautiful and will be his.”

Massimo turns and walks away, and my heart rages in my chest in confusion, fear, worry, and anticipation.

I don’t know when or how, but I know it will happen because Marco DeLuca is a man of his word.










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