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“I’m sorry. It just came out—I was upset about my mom’s birthday coming up.” When I didn’t respond, she asked in a quiet voice, “What will happen now?”

“The FBI will try to get the Italian authorities to hand us over to them.”

“Will the Italians give us over to the FBI?” Alarm spread over her expression as she stood in the middle of the bedroom.

“Not if we can help it. We still know a lot of people here and have a lot of influence, but everything is now about ten times harder. Before the Italian authorities could deny that we were even here, but now the FBI has proof and will expect cooperation from their foreign counterparts.”

There was nothing she could say now to make things better—we both knew that.

“I want you naked,” I growled. “Take it off,” I said, nodding at her dress.

I waited for her to refuse me and was surprised to see her pupils dilate as she looked at me.

She pushed the straps of her sundress over her shoulders and let her dress slide to the floor.

I let out a hiss of breath as I walked over to her and grabbed the lace of her bra and panties, ripping them away from her body.

She gasped but didn’t stop me from exposing her tits and pussy.

My gaze trailed possessively over her bare skin. This time, I wasn’t going to take her slowly.

I shoved my fingers between her legs and as soon as I felt the slickness, I pushed her onto the bed and flipped her over onto her front. Roughly pushing her thighs apart, I sank into her cunt in one hard thrust.

She cried out as her back arched up and she pushed a hand against me, trying to slow me down.

But I only gave her a few moments before pulling my dick all the way out and plunging it savagely back into her, relishing the feel of her tightness—the feel of what was mine.

“This is mine,” I said as I pounded savagely into her. “Do you understand?”

She gasped each time I penetrated her, going so deep that my balls slammed against her clit with each thrust.

“Do. You. Understand?” I gritted out.

“Yes,” she cried. I could feel her getting even wetter as she approached her climax.

“Say it!” I demanded. I needed to hear her say the words.

“I’m yours, Alessio. I’m yours!”

I sped up my punishing rhythm, beads of sweat dripping down my chest, only holding off on my climax for as long as it took to push her over the edge. Her cries were becoming more labored, and then she gave a loud scream as she orgasmed.

The sounds coming from her and the spasms of her pussy triggered my own climax and I came hard, moaning as I spurted my seed into her, marking her as mine. “Fuck, I love you, Cate.”

As I held onto her, I knew that I loved her wholly and completely and that I wasn’t ever going to let her go.

CATE

After that day, there were no more phone calls to Nonna.

I might have been Alessio’s wife, but he was treating me like his captive, deciding which privileges to grant and deny me.

I got lonelier as the days went on now that I didn’t even have Nonna to talk to. And worse than that, since I couldn’t reassure myself by hearing Nonna’s voice every day, I kept worrying about her getting sick due to all the stress of the last couple of months.

Coming down to breakfast one day, I couldn’t keep my upset in any longer. “What difference does it make whether or not I talk to Nonna? The FBI probably knows where we are now, so there’s not much more harm I can do anyhow,” I said plaintively. “Why are you still punishing me?”

“Because you keep on fighting me, cara. And giving up our location is just your latest ploy to keep on fighting me.” Alessio turned around from where he was preparing breakfast. “I just don’t get why you are so against our relationship. It’s not as if you had some great life before me—you hardly ever went out apart from going to work, you had no real friends outside the Fratellanza and the only person you could confide in was your grandmother.”

“You know nothing about what my life was like before I met you,” I hissed.

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