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“Now, bounce on me,bambina, until I come, then I want you to keep all that cum inside your cunt. Waste a single drop, and I’ll have to refill you.”

“You know it’s a few weeks until I can even try to get pregnant, right?”

“Practice makes perfect, little nurse.”

SIX MONTHS LATER

EPILOGUE

Charlie

Graduation from nursing school at my age wasn’t really a big deal, or so I told myself a hundred times as I waited in the spring sunshine for my family to arrive. Most other mature students my age had just had their diploma mailed to them. I’d suggested that to Ren, and he’d tutted in that infuriating way he did when he knew I was lying about something.

“You’ll go and collect your diploma in person, and I’ll be there to watch you, even if it’s just waiting in line at the admin office,” he’d said firmly, so here I was.

The other graduates around me were all younger, and I was pretty sure none of them were pregnant.

You couldn’t really make out my bump yet at all. I was only four months along, and it was my first pregnancy, so I wasn’t showing too much.

“Here they are,” Sonny murmured to me.

I swiveled around in my seat. Yep, I had a bodyguard at graduation. I was that strange, untouchable student giving off secret princess vibes, and I was okay with that. I was sure Lucy would have it even worse in Florence when she started culinary school in a few weeks.

The small quad was full of chairs and parents and well-wishers. Pink blossom trees enclosed the space, and the sky was light blue.

Into that pastel palate, a spear of darkness appeared.

The De Sanctis family entered the quad, Ren’s men spreading out to check the safety of the area. All in black, they didn’t exactly fit in. Renato led the charge up the central aisle, Elio at his shoulder, Giada on the other side, and Carmella and Lucy trailing behind them. Something clutched my throat at the sight of all the people who had become so dear to me, showing up here to support me.

Renato scanned for me, drawing eyes from the rest of the audience as he walked through the crowd like a king visiting his serfs. It parted naturally for him. He looked deadly, and more handsome than anyone had a right to. His eyes met mine, and the slight tension on his face faded. He smiled at me, inclining his head in a nod.

Good girl, little nurse. You’ve done so well.I could still hear the words he’d whispered in my ear last week when I’d told him I was pregnant, right in the middle of sex.

The Italians sat, looking like the rebel cool kids at school who everyone else wanted to be. The music started, and the ceremony began.

When my name was called, I took my diploma, and loud whistles filled the air. My ragtag group of family had all stood and were clapping so loudly, it should have been embarrassing. Giada led the charge, of course. Even the De Sanctis men, many of whom I knew by name now, having treated their various cuts and wounds, clapped loudly from the sidelines.

I didn’t blush or rush away.I deserved this.

I raised my diploma in celebration, then took my damn time leaving the stage.

14 MONTHS LATER

EPILOGUE

Renato

Ientered the bedroom and heard Charlotte sighing from the en suite bathroom. I’d been on a business trip to Las Vegas, and every single night I’d been away from my wife and twin daughters had been torture. I had a new measure on pain, now that I had my own family. Not being within arm’s reach of my girls felt like a new and dangerously effective torture technique.

My girls.

The twins were nine months old, and Charlotte had proved to be exactly the mother I’d expected her to be. If anything, she’d grown more fearless, more loyal. A woman confident in her own power.

What a fucking turn-on.

The bathroom door was ajar. I watched as my wife paced back and forth on the marble tile. She was only wearing underwear, her beautiful body a testament to how much our lives had changed. Her belly was softer, her hips had stretch marks, and her breasts…I had no words to explain my obsession with her tits since she’d been pregnant. Her body bore the marks of my ownership. The evidence that we were bound together forever, and she’d never been more beautiful.

Right now, however, she cursed like a sailor and stared at herself in the mirror over the sink.

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