“But you love it,” she murmured. “And I love you, Luciano Vitale.” “I love you, mio Tesoro. From the moment I spotted you.” “All the way then, huh?” “Yes, my love.” This woman could single handedly bring me to my knees. “You are mine, Grace. You’ve been mine from the moment you took your first breath. And you’ll be mine when you take your last breath.”
