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looks utterly delicious. I stand and rip my book from his grip. “Nice to see you haven’t lost your phone.” Then I turn and walk away from him, stomping up the second set of stairs. “Haven…” Luca takes hold of my upper arm, pulling me to a stop. I spin around to face him, yanking out of his hold. “Don’t you start.” “I didn’t have any cell service where I was,” he explains, his big dark eyes pleading with me to forgive him. I don’t. But now I know he was out in the desert or the woods somewhere. Most likely helping his father bury a body. Or two. His father considers that as close to bonding as
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The door shuts as Nite removes Haven from the room. I whirl on her dad, my hand wrapping around his throat. I throw him down onto his desk. “Luca…” I squeeze, taking away his air, and lean over him. “Don’t ever fucking touch her again. Do you understand?” His blue eyes narrow, his hands gripping my wrist that holds him captive. “Do you understand?” With my free hand, I pick up the pen he used to sign her name and stab him in the arm with it. “You son of a bitch,” he snarls.
I run my thumb over the platinum band of my engagement ring. “They don’t get to rule our lives. I know—” “They?” he interrupts me. Swallowing past the boulder in my throat, I add, “Our fathers.” He gives me a smile that makes the hairs on my neck stand. He slides his hand into my hair, tilting my head back. I hold my breath as he bends and whispers in my ear, “This is all my doing, Haven. Make no mistake about that. I wanted you, and now I have you. Today, tomorrow, forever.”
Death has always been a black cloud hovering over us all, but at this point, it may be my saving grace. It’s our engagement party. The announcement of our impending marriage. Luca’s mansion is full of reporters, mob bosses, the Mafia, and my father’s clients. Complete strangers to me.
“I made you believe I fucked her because that’s what I wanted you to think.” Her shoulders shake. “Why?” she croaks out, and a tear runs down her face. “For this reason, right here. To prove that you still love me.” I walk over to her, and she doesn’t pull away when I reach up and cup her wet cheek. “I don’t love you,” she whispers. “Lie,” I say, dropping my hand lower to grip her hip. Deep down, she knows I’d never hurt her. Not like that. I have loved this woman for as long as I can remember. How can she think that would just go away? That I could ever walk away from her if it wasn’t for a
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He gives me a smile that makes my heart beat faster as he glides his fingers out of me. “You really want to know, Haven?” he asks, dipping his head to run his nose along my jaw. “Yes,” I say, trying to swallow. My pussy clenches, begging for his fingers to return. “Five,” he answers. His nose runs along my chin. “Each one better than the last.” I ball my fists and hit him in the arms. “Get mad, baby,” he whispers roughly. “Spread those soft legs and let me show you why you were always my favorite.” LUCA Another lie. I haven’t been with anyone else since Haven. And it’s going to stay that way.
Tears fill her eyes. “Just when I was starting to tolerate you, you remind me of who you are. And I remember just how much I hate you.” She jumps out of bed, rushes out of the room, and slams the door behind her. I have no desire to fight with her or explain the Bianchi way of life to her, so I let her go.

