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“Are you asking me out, mia cara?” A smile touched my lips at her glare. “I told you to stop calling me that.” “Yes, you did.” I was going to call her mia cara every chance I got.
“You want to know the truth, Vivian? If I loved you as much as he claims to love you, nothing would’ve stopped me from keeping you.”
“You grew up the heir to the Russo empire. Yes, I know it wasn’t all fun and games, but you were still the center of your grandfather’s attention. I had to be perfect just to get an ounce of affection. My grades, my image, everything.”
He was the only person who could make me miss every individual part of him as much as his whole—the good, the bad, and the mundane.
“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 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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“Spero non ci vorrà così tanto.“
“I’m not Mrs. Russo yet. There’s still time for me to live out my runaway bride fantasy,” she quipped. A wicked smile spread across my lips. “I do love a good chase.”