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“Why did you kill that man?”
I see a flicker of annoyance in his eyes, but he answers. “He was spying on my business. I brought him here to question him. Normally, I might not have done that, but I was eager to get home and see you. His behavior… the way he was looking around… I didn’t like it.” He stands and slowly comes toward me.
I tense but don’t move to avoid him.
“I’m surprised at your reaction. Your brother is Il Soldato della Morte. Surely, you understand how this all works.”
“It’s one thing to know it, another to see it. The only time I ever saw someone killed was when Lucy shot a man trying to kill us.”
Luca smiles. “I always knew Lucia was a fierce woman. I always knew that if someone came after my father in his time of weakness, she’d dispatch them without a thought. I’m so glad she was there to save you, Mio Angelo.” He sits next to me. “You’ve been sheltered, protected. Don’t you see, that’s what I’m doing too?”
I close my eyes as warring emotions, one of desire and the other fear, vie for attention. Can I trust this man?
“I have wanted you for a long time, Aria. You’re mine now. Mine to claim. Mine to protect. Mine to spoil.”
“What if I want to leave?”
“You have proven you want me by running away from your brother and risking his wrath to be with me.”
I look at him even though I know by doing so, any strength I might have to keep him at bay will be lost. “That was before.”
He takes my hand. “Would you stop caring for your brother if you saw him kill an intruder? Why is my protecting what’s mine… protecting you… any different from what Lucia did?”
“Lou didn’t beg for his life.”
“Did he have a chance to?”
No, but… everything when Lucy killed Lou happened so fast. Even so, Luca’s words are making sense. Or maybe it’s that I just want them to make sense.
He leans in closer, his warmth and scent swirling around me, making me dizzy with yearning. “I missed you.” His lips press against my cheek, and my resolve slips even further away.
“I’ve thought of nothing but this moment for so long.” His lips trail along my jaw and down my neck. “Tell me you feel the same.”
The words, ‘No, I don’t feel the same,’ dissipate like smoke from my mind. “Luca.”
“Si, Mio Angelo?” His lips continue to caress and kiss. It’s intoxicating, and I can’t respond.
His hand cups my cheek and turns my head to look at him. “You’re mine now.”
There’s no fighting it. I nod, and the next moment, his lips are on mine, his kiss an all-consuming inferno I feel in every cell of my body.
“There’s my woman.” He pushes me back on the bed. Or maybe I lie back and pull him with me. I’m not sure. All I know is that all of a sudden, my body is hot and needy for his touch.
His lips are everywhere along my skin, and only when he kisses me on the mouth again do I realize I’m naked. I growl in frustration that he’s still dressed and tug at his clothes.
“There’s no rush, Mio Angelo.” He stops my hands, and once again, his lips trail over my body and down. “Such a beautiful body,” he murmurs.
“Luca.” I pull at him, needing him now.
“You need satisfaction?”
“You… I need you.”
“Words to my ears, tesoro mio.” My treasure. He’s a romance novel Alpha male come to life. He moves down my body, his tongue lapping over my breasts. The sensation shoots down between my thighs, and I moan in frustration. He sucks my nipples until I’m whimpering with need.
“Let me make you feel good.” He moves lower and lower, pushing my legs apart.
“Luca.” I reach for him again, needing him, but then his tongue slides through my folds and holy moly, I nearly come out of my skin. It feels so good. “Oh, God.” My hand holds his head to me, wanting more.
