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I blanche at his words. He’s right, he would do it over again. He doesn’t care. This is who he is. I have to accept that.
“Why did you take it from her?” I ask, needing to know.
“They both pleaded with me to save the baby. I didn’t know it was dead until I cut it from her.” His words are so clinical, so unemotional. I don’t know how he manages to do it, but it’s as though he doesn’t have it in him to care.
“How do you switch off your emotions?”
He lifts his shoulders and shrugs. “Sometimes, it’s hard to. The only times I haven’t been able to is when my father is concerned. Back then, I was a kid. I was stupid, reckless, and fucking ruthless. But that day taught me a lesson. I would never let my emotions get the best of me.” He looks at me. “I kept that promise, until I saw Elio lying on that hospital bed, unconscious, his chest burned. At that moment, I would have done anything to get revenge for him.”
“You led with your emotions,” I tell him as I take a tentative step toward him. “I get that. I understand it. But you’re right when you say you’re ruthless. You don’t discriminate against who you hurt. I admire you for protecting those you love, but what you did to Angela…” I shake my head. “God, it sounds awful.”
He nods. “It was beyond horrific. Those who had to clean it up have let me know just how traumatized they were. I don’t know what they expected. They stole from the Famiglia. Just because she’s a woman, she doesn’t get a pass.”
He’s so matter of fact about it all. “So where does this leave us?” I ask.
It’s been months, and he’s all I have thought about. He’s all I’ve wanted. I fell head over heels for him, but the betrayal I felt when I found out he went after Teagan made me want to run. All I could think was: how could someone I love do that to my friend? But I get it. He leads with his emotions, and he does what he thinks is best. I can’t fault him for that, no matter how much I’d like to. His actions were wrong, and he knows that.
“What do you mean?” he asks, his brows knitting together.
“What if I do something you deem unacceptable?”
His lips twitch. “Ah,” he says as he steps closer. “Don’t you get it?” he whispers, his breath caressing my face. “I’d take down the world for you,” he tells me as he pushes into my space. “I’d go against my family for you, Portia.”
My lips part at his admission. “Dario,” I breathe.
“Make no mistake, Portia, you’re the only person in this world who I’d go to Hell and back for. You’re mine. I told you that from the get-go.”
I glance away, not wanting him to see the tears shining in my eyes. “Careful, Dario, you’ll get me to fall deeper for you.”
His fingers reach for my chin, and he pulls me back to look at him. “That’s alright, baby. I’ll be here to catch you.” He slams his lips against mine, and it’s just as it always is whenever we kiss. I’m putty in his hands.
“I’m going to fuck you, Portia. It’s been too long since I’ve had you. Then, when I’m done, I’m going to make love to you.”
I blink, my breathing getting deeper as I realize what he just said.
“Take me,” I whisper.
TWENTY-FOUR
DARIO
I stare at the woman who means everything to me, and I fucking smile. Even after she’s found out everything about me and knows all my faults, she still wants me. She’s stuck with me now. I’m not leaving her.
I slide my hand into her hair and tug slightly. I live for that little hitch she has in her breath as I run my tongue along her lips. I fucking love this woman. I’m not afraid to admit it either. The moment I met her, I knew she was something special, and whenever I’m with her, I get to know her a bit more. I was closed off, and there was a part of me that I held back, but tonight, I gave it to her, and she accepted it. She’s accepted what and who I am.
Her hands twine around my neck and she presses her breasts against my body, her silky pajama top doing nothing to hide her erect nipples. “Mine,” I snarl.
She laughs. “Yours,” she says. “But don’t dictate to me, Dario, and we’ll have a happy life.”
I shake my head. This woman is deluded if she thinks I’m going to allow that asshole Kelvin to flirt with her.
I press my lips against hers. It’s hard, dominating, and filled with hunger. Her fingernails claw against the skin on my neck as she arches backward, giving me what I need: access to her mouth. My tongue slides in as I move my hand down to her ass. Her barely-there shorts give me the perfect access to what I need. Her pussy.
My finger caresses her inner thigh, and her moans are captured by my mouth. Fuck, I’m rock hard. I could cut fucking stone with how hard my cock is right now. This is the reaction I have whenever I touch her. She’s fucking perfect for me.
“Dario,” she breathes, her eyes fluttering shut as I run my finger along her pussy folds. “Please,” she begs.
“Miss me, baby?” I smirk as she grinds her pussy against my finger. “So fucking eager, so fucking perfect.”
