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“But he didn’t kill you,” I said.

“He used me as long as he could.” She darted to the bar.

Her hand shook as she poured the whiskey. I ran to the bar, removed the bottle from her hand, and poured the contents into her glass.

“What aren’t you telling me?” I roared. My voice bounced off the walls.

I stood beside her, staring at her side profile. She brought the glass to her lips, and chugged, fury in her eyes.

“Franco, I may not survive.” Her gaze dropped to the floor.

I removed the glass from her hand, slamming it on the bar. The liquor sloshed over the sides.

Bracing her arms, I turned her to face me. “Kennedy, I won’t let that happen.”

I palmed her face, holding her gaze. “Kennedy, I repeat I will not let your father take you from me. I just got you in my life. We’ll take him down together.”

“This isn’t your fight.” Her voice turned cold. “This is me and Quinn’s fight. We have to kill them.”

“Kennedy, if you and Quinn want to kill your father and uncle our...” I put emphasis on our.

“...team and I will support you both.”

Her brows lowered. “Why would you do that? My cousin stole from you?”

She ignored the ‘our’ part.

“Deep down do you believe he stole that money from me and Duke?”

Her eyes squeezed shut. “No, maybe his father is blackmailing him.” She peered into my eyes.

“He may have been forced to give them the money.”

“That’s what I’m thinking too. I won’t hurt your cousin. He’s never given me a reason not to trust him.”

Her shoulders relaxed, and she fell into my arms.

“Baby, believe me. I will keep you safe. No one will take you from me,” I affirmed.

“Good.” Her arms looped around my lower back. It felt strange letting someone touch my back. As long as it was her touch, I could learn to love it.

“We just found each other, and I look forward to living this life with you,” she said.

“This life. My dangerous life?” I asked, kissing the side of her neck.

She chuckled. “Yes. I’m ready to release the bad girl within. She’s been cooped up for way too long.”

“You’ll be my mafia queen.” My lips brushed hers.

Kennedy rested her chin on my chest. “There’s one problem.”

“What’s that?” I asked.

“We don’t know if we’re sexually compatible.”

I kissed her nose. “Oh, yeah, there’s that,” I chuckled.

“The way you sucked my cock that day blew my mind. Kennedy,you were outstanding.”

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