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I let out a hollow chuckle. “I’ve gone from captive to roommate. I guess I should count my blessings.”
“Fuck no, you’re not my roommate,” he mutters. “Far from.”
Lifting my head, I look into his eyes as I ask, “Then what am I?”
He stares at me for the longest moment before he says, “Mine.” Lifting a hand to my face, he brushes his fingers over my jaw before cupping my cheek. “You’re mine.”
I don’t have to ask him to elaborate. I know exactly what he means.
He’s fallen in love with me. God only knows why, but it happened, and Renzo warned me he’d never let me go.
Do I even still want to leave?
What’s there to go back to…an empty mansion where the memory of Louisa and Dad’s murders will haunt me?
A life where I have no family.
My entire world has been shredded to pieces, and I have no idea how to put it back together again.
Nothing will be the same as before.
With my eyes still locked on Renzo’s face, I try to come to terms with everything that’s happened.
Slowly he leans forward and presses a gentle kiss to my mouth. Pulling back, his gaze drifts over my face, checking my reaction.
How did I manage to make this ruthless man fall for me?
Can I love him back after everything that’s happened between us?
I remember the terror the first week after he took me. The fear of God this man instilled in me. His brutality. The hopelessness of having him keep me imprisoned in his penthouse.
Can I move past it all?
Can I forgive him?
I don’t know.
Nudging me to rest my head against his shoulder, he murmurs, “Get some rest,amo.”
I close my eyes and focus on the feel of his arms around me. I know firsthand how strong he is, and having him be gentle with me makes me feel safe.
It’s been a long while since I felt this way, and it soothes my aching soul.
I let out a deep breath and place my hand against his chest as I press my face into the crook of his neck.
How the tables have turned between us.
Chapter 33
Skylar
I can’t believe Dad’s gone.
Sitting in the living room, I stare at the live stream of the mansion.
Renzo’s men cleaned the foyer, and it’s hard to believe it’s been less than twenty-four hours since Dad and Louisa were killed.
Suddenly, the TV screen goes black, and it’s only then I notice Renzo as he sets the remote down on the coffee table.
