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For all the characters who had to die to make this story possible. I’m so sorry.
eidetic memory,”
Ana Knight needs someone more than anyone else in my life has needed me in a long time, so I volunteered to marry her. And she chose me. If anyone can get her through tremendous grief, it’s me.
“Expect more from me, Ana. This marriage is arranged, but it is very much real. Expect me to act as a husband should. I should have made time to come and see you sooner. I’m going to do better, and you should feel comfortable calling me out if I don’t.”
“I want you to have more than a husband, Ana. I want you to have a family. Someone took yours far too soon, and I don’t mean to replace them, but I want to give you everything I can. My family is the biggest strength I have to offer, so let me share it.”
A surge of fierce possessiveness slams through me. It’s my blood on her skin, marking her right over her heart. It’s the ring I chose on her finger, and it’s my responsibility to keep her safe and happy. From now, until my last breath.
“Now you’re starting to sound like a Moretti—minus the accent, of course.”
“I hardly think I’m a weapon.” “All people are weapons, some of us are just more honed than others.”
“Before they shot Killian, he told them that they would regret it, that we have allies who’d avenge them.
Cassio chuckles at the boy’s enthusiastic cuddling. “I told you. Pretty girls are his new favorite thing.”
“I hope she’s nice to you,” Ana says in a small voice. “She can be a bit overprotective sometimes.” Oh, you poor thing… you haven’t seen overprotective yet. But you will. “I can handle it,”
“A decade long friendship, thwarted by an arranged marriage. Some best mate you are, I’m putting in a complaint.”
“It’s easy to take care of you, forza,” he says simply. “Don’t worry about how or why, just know I’m never going to stop.”
“You look like a woman with murder in your eyes,” Colton counters, standing from his seat at the kitchen counter. “I love it.”
shouldn’t have made a scene,” she argues, frowning. “Now you have to take care of another one of my messes. Aren’t you exhausted?” “Not even fatigued, Wife. You think I can’t handle you?” “You’re crazy for even wanting to,” she breathes. “Then call me crazy, baby.”
“Do you know why Cole liked me so much?” she whispers, her head lifting to show me that her eyes have shifted to appear cold and haunted. “He knew that deep down… I was a killer just like him.
And it’s now, with full clarity that I understand Ana Moretti isn’t just my wife. I don’t just care for her. I love her.
“Next time you want to kill someone for saying something you don’t like, agree with them.” “W-what?” I stutter, not sure I heard him correctly. He continues to look at me in a way that I can’t decipher. “Agree with them, bond with them, and then invite them to a private location. Once you’re secluded, then you kill them.”
“Nico is my favorite brother because he’s somehow got a piece of all of us in him. He’s quiet like Remo, determined like Leon, brooding like Elio, charming like Emilio—even if he’s acting while he does it. He’s picky with his clothing like Armani, he’s calculating like Cassio, and despite his typically dark demeanor, he’s as sarcastic as Matteo. And like me, he doesn’t give a singular fuck about anyone outside of this family.”
believe my son calls you ‘doll’, but you’re not a doll at all, are you? You sound more like a viper to me.”
“Just in case,” Colton whispers, a new kind of relief in his voice. Like dying doesn’t feel so horrible now that he’s kissed my brother.
