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“Are we not pretending anymore?” I asked, pressing my hands against his chest. “How can I pretend when you’re dripping in red, Scarlet?” “Because we agreed to go all in.”
“We did,” he mused, brushing his lips against mine. “But now you’re a Bianchi, just like I wanted. I’m done pretending like I haven’t had you before, Scarlet.”
“Death is a part of life, Lucia. If it’s my time to go, then so be it.” I never feared it, and I never would, not even when it was staring me in the face with red-tinted lips. Kissable lips. A mouth that would look perfect wrapped around my dick while I fucked it.
It took one sinful vow to get us here and I would do it all over again. As long as it was with her. Only her.
