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“You’re an asshole.”
“Yes, I am. Better get used to it, mia cara, because I’m also your future husband.
Marry Vivian, or my brother dies.
“I marry his daughter, and he’ll keep the evidence to himself. If I don’t, he’ll send the photos to Romano, and you’ll die.”
I trailed my free hand up her spine and curled it around the back of her neck before I lowered my mouth to her ear. “Welcome to the truce, mia cara.”
One of the robbers held her at gunpoint.
“The one who held Vivian at gunpoint? Leave him for me.”
She wasn’t my wife yet, but she was mine. No one threatened what was mine.
I’ve seen the way he looks at you.” She ran the last dirty dish under the water. “It’s not about business.”
“How does he look at me?” Janis smiled. “Like he never wants to look away.”
“Be careful, Dante. You can either have Vivian or you can have her father’s head on a platter—figuratively speaking, of course. You can’t have both.”
You have such a smart mouth, mia cara. Use it.”
“Yes.”
“I need your mouth on me. Dan...
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“I don’t give a fuck how long you and Vivian have known each other or how long ago you dated.” Dante’s soft snarl sent ice skittering down my spine. “You don’t touch her. You don’t talk to her. You don’t even fucking think about her. If you do, I’ll break every fucking bone in your body until your own mother won’t recognize you. Understand?”
“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.”
If I loved you as much as he claims to love you, nothing would’ve stopped me from keeping you.”
“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.”
“Open your eyes,”
“Look in the mirror when I’m fucking you.”
“You like this?” he taunted. “Watching me wreck your pussy while you make a mess all over my cock?”
“I’m the only one who gets to see you like this.” His voice turned harsh. “You”—thrust—”are”—thrust—”my”—thrust—”wife.”
“But you are mine.
“You don’t know what you do to me.”
Once upon a time, she’d been a Lau. Now, she was Vivian.
