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My stomach churns as Remy faces me, his expression softening.
“I apologize for my son.” His jaw clenches. “He’s an asshole.”
I chuckle, but it doesn’t ease the tension. “You could say that again.”
His eyes narrow. “Get some rest. You look like you need it.”
This guy is acting like a jackass. “What’s that supposed to mean?”
His jaw clenches and eyes drop to my lips as he leans closer.
They part instinctively, even though the way he makes me feel is fucked up. He’s married to Mom! And old enough to be my dad.
“It means you look tired. Make sure you always look your best if you want to fit into your new life.”
I glare at him. “I’ve been traveling all fucking day. What do you expect?”
He grabs my wrist, and the skin-to-skin contact makes me gasp. “I expect you not to talk back to me.”
Even when he’s a jerk, I can’t stop my mind from running wild with sick fantasies. The thought of him pushing me against the wall and kissing me drives me crazy. And it’s as if he can sense it as his nostrils flare and eyes light up with what looks like desire.
“Now get some sleep.” He releases my wrist and turns to leave, pausing mid-stride. “And I’d sleep with the door locked if I were you.”
I can’t tell if he’s telling me to lock it because he thinks Luca will try something or he might come into my room, but that’s probably wishful thinking.
“Fine, I will.”
“Goodnight,” he grunts before walking away.
I step into my room and close the door, locking it. I sink to the ground, feeling like my world is spinning out of control.
How did I end up in this mess?
3
REMY
Erin sits opposite me, beaming.
She’s completely unaware of the tension in the air.
My five children weren’t impressed with my decision to remarry and not tell them until my new wife showed up at my door. I made her sign a prenup to protect thefamiglia’sassets from outsiders, but they’re still pissed.
It’s been two weeks since they moved in. Camilla has returned home for the first time in over a year since she married her professor, which I still haven’t recovered from. Especially as it happened while I was being treated for stage three bowel cancer. They didn’t think I’d survive it. Thankfully, I’m rich and could afford to pay for treatments not yet available to most people, and that’s what saved me. It’s taken a while to forgive Camilla enough to allow her to return home, but she’s my daughter at the end of the day. Blood is blood.
“So, Erin…” Massimo starts, moving food around his plate in disinterest. “How long have you known my father?”
She smiles at Massimo and grabs my hand, squeezing. “We met in Vegas two weeks ago. One week together, and we were married.”
“Sounds like a stupid fucking thing to do if you ask me,” Camilla says, glaring at me. Ever since she married Gavril, she’s been more insolent.
“No one asked you,” I reply.
However, she’s right. Marrying Erin was a snap decision fueled by lust and nothing else. We had a whirlwind romance over one week, and we were married. One thing is for sure: I’ve been far more impulsive since I recovered from cancer.
“Yeah. Only a dumbass marries someone they’ve known for a week,” Luca adds, smirking at me, as he knows I don’t like being belittled.
“Enough,” I growl, slamming my hand down on the table and making everyone jump.
