Twisted Emotions (The Camorra Chronicles, #2)

by Cora Reilly

She was beaming, looking fucking proud, and my heart did that strange flip again. It always startled me.

“I love you.”

“You do?”

“I do, with my fucking dead heart. With every fucking fiber of my being.”

“You love me,” she whispered. “For real?” “I love you. For real. No simulated affection or love ever again, because with you, I don’t need to simulate. You dragged that dead part of me out of the past and revived it. I didn’t die fifteen years ago, but I didn’t live either … until you.” She held even tighter on to me. “I love you, Nino. A part of me died six years ago, but you helped me live again.”

We had both been scarred by our past, but together we fought our demons and came out as the champions. Never had a victory felt better.