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I scoffed. “We’re taking the fucking jet, dumbass.”
And I needed to take Sophie with me because leaving her here would mean she would be unprotected.
Also, arranging an international flight from Verona would mean much less publicity than doing it here.
“Make sure Fausto stays put without raising suspicion,” I told Alessandro who nodded.
If it wasn’t for Sophie, I wouldn’t lay low. But I needed her out of the line of fire first before I tackled my uncle head-on.
I took out my phone again. My mother picked up on the second ring.
“I need your help with something.”
And my mom wouldn’t be my mom if she didn’t immediately spring into action.
CHAPTERTHIRTY
“Hey, I’m sorry I fell—” I froze when the door opened, and instead of Gabe, whom I expected, his mother, her arms overflowing with clothes, entered.
Damn.
I pulled the comforter up to my nose.
I was still naked underneath. Naked with Gabe’s cum dripping from me.
Well, that was probably not the case anymore, since he’d cleaned me up afterward—right before he’d held me in his arms and told me everything would be fine—and I fell asleep with my nose buried against his chest.
“Hey, Sophie, sorry for the interruption at this ungodly hour, but Gabe asked me to bring this to you. You’re quite tall, but I hope these will fit.”
I stared at her. Blinked.
I looked out the window. The sun had already set, so it was probably early evening.
How long had I been out?
“Come on, girl. Try these on. Gabe said you’re leaving within the hour, and you’ve got nothing to wear.”
Leave? Within the hour?
No way. I wasn’t ready to be sent home. Not yet. Not so fast. I wanted another night—one more chance to touch him, one more chance to feel his skin against mine, one more time to have sex with him.
Explore, experience all the things he’d promised me he would do to me.
“Chop, chop,” Gabe’s mother said and laid the mountain of clothes on the bed right next to me.
“Mom.” Gabe’s dark voice made my eyes fly to him and his mother turn around.
“Thanks for the clothes, but could you give her maybe some privacy to try them on?”
His mother looked at me, then back at him. Then she shook her head. “Your father wouldn’t approve,” she said, but crossed and exited the room, and Gabe shut the door in her face.
“I’m not leaving.” I crossed my arms and clamped the comforter against my chest.
“You do as I please,” Gabe said, never making eye contact.
“Why?” I didn’t question his last words. Of course, Mr. Blue Devil would think everyone had to jump when he said jump. But why was he suddenly so cold? What had happened in the short time between him telling me everything would be okay, and now?
“Why would we leave right away?”
