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Lucia Moretti wasn’t like any other daughter of a mafioso and the truth in that made him smile.
“I’m not in the business of controlling a woman and her desires.”
Lucia smelled like something floral, like she’d rolled in a field of flowers before coming here. I flared my nostrils to take in more. Or maybe it was lavender.
I’m a grown-ass man with a mind of his own, and my gut is telling me I need to rock with my wife. So, tell me, what do you want to do?”