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Vivian’s laugh evoked a strange sensation in my chest. Heartburn? Investigate later.
“You forget.” I pressed my fingers against her nape, forcing her to look up at me. “You’re my fiancée. Not Kai’s. Not anyone else’s. I don’t give a fuck how handsome they are or what type of accent they have. You’re mine, and no one…” I dipped my head, my lips brushing hers with each word. “Touches what’s mine.”
Puoi negarlo quanto vuoi, ma è la verità.”
It was the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen.
“The first hour was for trying to rob one of my stores. The second…” I held out my hand. Giulio placed something cold and heavy in my palm, his face impassive. “Is for threatening my wife.”
What Brax did to Vivian? This was fucking personal.
She wasn’t my wife yet, but she was mine. No one threatened what was mine.
“Hai un sapore divino,” I murmured.
But I’d also never met anyone like Vivian. Of all the people in my life, she was the only one who could make me lose control.
She placed the Band-Aid over the cut and stepped back with a satisfied expression. “There. Much better.” “You’re forgetting one thing.” I tapped my jaw. I didn’t know why I was dragging this out when I didn’t want to be here in the first place, but I couldn’t remember the last time someone fussed over me. It felt…nice. Disturbingly so. Vivian’s brow wrinkled. “What?” “My kiss.”
“One kiss for each of my injuries. That’s it. Would you deny a dying man his last wish?”
“I don’t know why I care. I just know I do, and I hate it.” Self-loathing coated his voice. “I hate the idea of you touching anyone else, or anyone else touching you. I hate that other people can make you laugh in a way I can’t. I hate how I feel around you, like you’re the only person that can make me lose control when I. Don’t. Lose. Control.”
“Because you’re mine.” His teeth scored my neck. “You wear my ring. You’ve come on my face and hand. You live in my head all the fucking time, even if I don’t want you to...” His palm slid to my hip, where his fingers dug grooves into my skin. “And God, I want to punish you for driving me so damn crazy. Every. Single. Day.”
“You can’t see the stars in New York,” Dante said. “So I brought the stars to you.”
Her body fit mine the way the ocean hugged the shore—naturally, effortlessly, perfectly.
“Se sapessi il potere che hai su di me,”
She looked so beautiful I almost couldn’t believe she was real.
Relationships were a give-and-take, and right now, I was tired of giving.
“You’re dating someone named Leaf?”
And the way watching her walk away on Monday had cost me an irretrievable piece of my soul.
“Don’t let your pursuit of wrath ruin the best thing that’s ever happened to you. Yeah, figuring things out with Vivian will be hard, but you’ve always been a fighter. So fucking fight.”
“You’ve been gone less than a week and I already feel like I’ve spent an eternity in hell.”
“I love you, Vivian. More than I could ever hate your father. And more than I ever thought I was capable of.”
“Go on a date with me,” he said when I didn’t answer. “We’ll do anything you want. Even eat popcorn.”
“You don’t think we’re a good idea, but I’ll prove we are.” Determination lined his jaw, but his voice and lips were soft as they brushed my forehead. “Give me time, mia cara. That’s all I need, besides you.”
I’d lingered in that damn coffee shop for almost two hours on the off chance I’d see her.
“The apartment isn’t the same without you, mia cara.”
“I don’t want anyone,” I said fiercely. “I want you. Your wit and intelligence, your kindness and charm. The way your eyes crinkle when you laugh and how your smile makes the world tilt just a little bit. I even want the disgusting food combinations you put together and somehow make taste good.” A half laugh, half sob bled over the line. “But that’s the thing about you, Vivian.” My voice softened into something rawer. “You take the most ordinary or unexpected things and make them extraordinary. You see the silver lining in every situation and the good in everyone, even if they don’t deserve
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“Greta misses you. Edward misses you. I miss you. So damn much.”
Love wasn’t always about the big moments. More often, it was tucked in the small moments connecting the major ones.
“I’m sorry.” The aching whisper ghosted over me, seeping into my veins and settling into my bones. Another shiver ran through me. “I’m sorry for hurting you…” A soft kiss at the delicate crease between my thigh and insistent heat. “For pushing you away…” He slid my underwear to the side and gently touched his tongue to my clit. “For ever making you feel unwanted when you’re the only person I’ve ever loved.”
“Per te aspetterei per sempre, amore mio.”
“Spero non ci vorrà così tanto.“
“Yes. One that reminds me very much of you. Beautiful, rare, and difficult as hell to find…but worth every minute it took to get there.” My face softened. “I spent thirty-seven years thinking my perfect match didn’t exist. You proved me wrong in less than one. And even though we didn’t do it right the first time, I’m hoping you’ll give me a chance to prove myself a second time.”
Vivian once told me about a Chinese proverb that said an invisible thread connected those destined to meet, regardless of time, place, and circumstance. I felt the phantom tug of that thread now, stretching between us and vibrating with the promise of something only fate could deliver.
A part of me would always find my way to her. She was my North Star, the brightest jewel in my sky.
I’d never get tired of making her smile and blush. She was my wife, my partner, my guiding star. And I wouldn’t have it any other way.

