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“Never let anyone stand in your way, son. Not even fucking blood. They’ll be the first to undercut you, and they should be the first to die for it.”
His lips devour mine a second later. His kiss is like pain—it demands to be felt. So fucking much that it makes me weak in the knees.
The wife in question will produce three living heirs. Two of which must be sons. All cases after that will be up to Luca’s discretion.
“Luca, what are you—” “Look at yourself,” he bites out. “Tell me I’m not the only one who has ever loved you.”
“You can’t raise hell with a saint, darling.”
Luca has always been my home. My protector. But that changed when he left me alone. Vulnerable.
“Get mad, baby,” he whispers roughly. “Spread those soft legs and let me show you why you were always my favorite.”
Another lie. I haven’t been with anyone else since Haven. And it’s going to stay that way.
“Well, my hoodie got caught on the doorknob as I was leaving the house yesterday and the collar choked me. My nipples got hard and my cunt wet. It was the most action I’ve had in three weeks.”
“You’re lucky, you know? With Luca. That he got to pick you.” “What do you mean?” “In our world, our father chooses who their children will marry and what families will be connected. Luca has loved you for a long time, and while he was here, he spent the entire time looking for a way to make you his wife.”
She gives me a soft smile. “Luca was always supposed to be where you were.”
“I love you, Haven. Always have. Always will. I won’t sit here and apologize for finding a way to get you. And if that means I get to make a little money in the meantime, then so be it.”
“Why five million?” He gives me a smile. The one I never could say no to. “Because that’s how deep he was.” He takes hold of my left hand and looks at my ring. “But I would have paid a billion if it meant you were going to be mine forever.”
“Haven, I’m never going to leave you.” He pulls me into him. “I just wish you would have told me. My job is to take care of you. And if we get pregnant, then I’ll take care of both of you.” “If we get pregnant?” I arch a brow. “Of course. You’re not alone in this relationship, Haven.”
“My adopted mother is my biological mother.” “I don’t understand,” Bones says. “My mother had an affair. Got pregnant with me.” “So who is your father?” Bones asks because I can’t speak. I’m afraid I’ll yell at her. Even in her fragile state, I want to rip her apart. She takes in a deep breath. “Alberto Rossi.”
There’s nothing I can do about the situation. I’m a wife. A Mafia wife. Till death do us part.
There are only five guys I trust with my life who are not blood relations, and Nite is number fucking one. Two of the other four are currently in this room.
