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They all wore different masks, Nino his lack of emotions. Remo his anger, and Savio his arrogance.
When Nino was around me, he made it so very easy to forget what he was capable of. To me he was loving and gentle, but not to others.
seeking solace in my closeness as she so often did.
We were still in the kitchen when Remo, Adamo and Nino returned. Nino immediately scanned me from head to toe, which led to Fabiano rolling his eyes and saying. “She’s in one piece.”
“One day I’m going to kill every single person who made you feel less. They should pray that your kindness stops me long enough.”
“I give you what should have been yours all along—whatever you want.”
“I love you exactly as you are. And maybe you are a monster, but you are my monster.”
and with Kiara I needed to know her emotions more than anyone else. It would be too easy hurting her by accident.
“I’m glad my wife’s behind meets your requirements,”
“She’s the only girl I talk to more than a few sentences without getting at least a blow job as reward.”
“Jealousy requires an aspect of insecurity. I know Kiara is only mine.” “And people call me arrogant.”
“Aren’t you going to have an ovulation soon?” I stifled a laugh. Trust Nino to know my cycle better than myself. “I think so.”
I swallowed. I’d never been separated from Remo for more than a few days. We’d survived only because we had each other. I sank down across from him, hoping to talk sense into him, even if it had never worked in the past.
“I doubt any man with a flicker of sanity will dare to approach Remo’s daughter.”
No reason to be embarrassed. It’s good that we have men who know how to make us happy, right?”
“Our resident cook is nursing a hangover,” Remo said.
I searched her eyes for a hint that Kiara needed me. “Will you be okay?”
Kiara managed to see more in me, parts of me I hadn’t been aware of before she came into my life.
like Remo he saw almost everyone as an intruder.
Kiara asked, raking her fingers through my hair the way I always enjoyed.
but shove your emotions down as far as you can. If we want to save them, I need you to be the sociopathic killer, not the husband or father, got it?” I gave a nod. “I will kill them all.” “You and I will.” He hit the gas and took us back home.
I looked to Kiara and Alessio. She was stroking his back, her gaze on me. She wasn’t crying, only looking at me with absolute certainty that I could save them, and no matter the price, I would.
“Fuck, if I’d known how batshit crazy you are, I would have killed you myself.”
He wouldn’t relax until I did, I could tell.