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Seriously,what the fuck.

“Relax, it wasn’t like that. I like my women conscious and responsive. Like I said, your clothes were ruined. I had Valentina clean you up.”

We’re both quiet for another moment, staring back at each other, before he finally opens his mouth.

“Who’s Valentina?”

“Who are you?” he asks, ignoring my question.

I look away, covering my eyes with my hands. My head throbbed. The light made it so much worse.

“The same year you showed up in New York.” He pauses. “A little girl was killed in Chicago by the Triad. Or so they thought.”

My body stills. I don’t respond. Well, he certainly doesn’t waste any time.

“Then, last night, it was the Triad trying to takeyou. So, who are you?”

I shake my head, which I immediately regret. It causes me to grimace again. I keep my palms over my face to soothe my headache.

“No one. Just Natalie,” I whisper.

If I talk any louder, my head will explode.

“So, how do you know Cesare and Dominic Violante?” My heart skips as he mentions Papa and my brother. He grabs my arm, causing me to look at him. “Who are you?”

“Natalie,” I insist, voice raised.

Desperate to get some distance from this man, I roll over slowly and force myself to sit up and stand. I walk over to the fireplace and press my palm into the wall, steadying myself. I have to get out of here. Wherever here is.

I can feel his warmth behind me.

“I think you’re the dead princess.” He waits for a moment, then turns me around. “And I think it’d be in your best interest if you didn’t lie to me. Now”—he steps closer to me. I have to look up as I back up until I hit a wall—“tell me who you are.” He places both hands on the wall on either side of my head.

“I can’t.” I whisper.

“Do.Not.Test me. Answer my question.”

Shaking my head, I say, “I can’t. I haven’t been her in a long time.”

Nico

Fear is clouding her eyes. She is definitely her. The long-lost Triad princess, who we all thought was dead. The Mad Dragon’s daughter. She was living right under our noses the whole time. And she’s right in front of me now.

Smart move on Cesare’s part. We’d never given a shit about the Triad. We never would’ve gone looking for her.Why would the Outfit attack us, knowing she was living in our territory?Why’s the Triad after her?That doesn’t sound like Cesare. He’s cunning and calculating.

After I convinced her she wasn’t a hostage and could roam freely—as long as she didn’t leave the property—she calmed down. I don’t think she believed me, but I couldn’t have her doing anything stupid while she was still injured.

I left her alone so she could shower and have time to herself. I sent the doc to check on her one last time and Valentina, the housekeeper, to bring her food a few hours ago. I’m in the office with Bash, Enzo, and Dante. Cosima, Valentina’s daughter, also a maid, brought us coffee. She looked like she smelled something nasty and was staring daggers into me.What was her problem?

“Cosima,” I bark.

“Yes, Mr. Delucci,” she says eagerly, the glare gone, accompanied by a smile.

My mind wanders to the dark-haired beauty, and images of her in the classroom resurface.Yes,professor.I shake my head to cut off my thoughts. The last thing I need is to sport a hard-on around my brothers and the fucking maid.

“I have a list of items for you to grab from the grocery store this afternoon, then I need you to buy a full wardrobe for our houseguest. Valentina will be coming down shortly with her sizes,” I say curtly, and Cosima’s face scrunches back to the snarl.

“Will do, sir,” she says through gritted teeth before exiting.

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