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“Next time you raise a finger to my mother, you’ll have no hands to wipe your ass with. Am I clear?”
“I don’t care if you’re the fucking pope. You touch my mother—you pay.”
“So fucking sweet.”
can’t wait to corrupt you.”
My husband’s copper-haired head, rising at least three inches above the heads of everyone else in the room, sliced through the parting crowd of well-wishers. He had an aura, a pull about him that made people clear the way, stop, and stare. A brunette bombshell was at his heel. Big, puffy hair, scarlet lips, and generous cleavage. They weren’t walking side by side, but she was chasing him around in a tiny beige cocktail dress and red-soled heels, touching his wrist, her smile triumphant.
“A Dallas Cowboys cheerleader.”
“The most beautiful woman on the continent. No close seconds. They call her a vision, a masterpiece, a myth. From now on, she only has one name—mine,”
“I cannot wait to devour my little forbidden fruit tonight. Touch the untouchable. Sully the pristine. Turn the elegant Ferrante princess into a Callaghan delinquent.”
“Consider this your first and last warning.”
“Raffaella Callaghan is mine. Nobody is to look at my wife, speak about my wife, or breathe in her direction. She’s under my protection now. The first to cross the line will be the last. They’ll be made an example.” His gaze dragged across the room, which collectively held its breath. “There will be no body to bury, no ashes to spread, no memory to spare if you’re stupid enough to disrespect her. Us. Understood?”
“All this time… We could’ve talked to her.” Enzo’s lower lip curled.
“Yeah,” Luca growled. “All of us. Nonnegotiable.”
“I’ll take ASL up immediately. In the meantime, if you need anything, you text us.”
“I’m an excellent marksman and a terrible enemy. Go to sleep, sweetheart. Nothing can hurt you now that I’ve laid claim on you.”
“Playing with my food,”
“That’s my girl.”
“Nah. You make my sister happy.” He yawned. “Too happy sometimes, unfortunately.”
When you have your books, you’re never really alone.”
“I love you.”
“I love you with a force that could
destroy planets and universes, Lila.”
“You shouldn’t bask in it, Gealach. You should be very, very afraid. I have no red lines when it comes to you. No logic. I will love this baby as my own, because anything born of you is bound to be perfection. He will be mine. And I would kill for him. Die for him.”
“But make no mistake,” Tiernan continued. “I will always love you more. Than him. Than me. Than this world. My love for you is not pretty, or flowery, or romantic. But it’s real, and it’s everlasting.”
“Darlin’, I barely even let you go to the restroom by yourself before we had sex.”
“I want you next to me forever.”
“Our baby.”
“Because he is a part of you, and I love all the parts that make you.”
“All.”
“Even at your worst, you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me.”
“Impossible.”
“My cum is probably leaking from other holes in my body, seeing as I haven’t been in you for over thirty-five hours.”
“You didn’t tell me you love me back.”
“It’s you and me against the world.”
“But I like our odds, darlin’.”
“I love you, sweetheart. You fractured my soul and dug so deep into it, you are now ingrained in all that I am, and all that I ever will be. As for our son.”
“I already love him more than I do anyone else in the world.”
