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All I want, more than ever, is to kiss her. She almost reads my mind as she presses her head against mine. I take her lips and kiss her lightly.

Now, I can’t fucking die.

Epilogue: Alessandro

Two Years Later

My eyes wander to the scar on the side of my stomach. It reminds me of how close I was to losing Adriana… to dying. I barely survived the gunshot wounds and stabs. My men made it on time and got me the help I needed. And I’m fucking glad I made it out of the hospital alive.

Adriana might be in another man’s arms if I didn’t. I can’t bear the thought of some motherfucking asshole having Adriana in his bed.

She’s staring at me right now with her beautiful blue eyes. This is one of the times I fucking wish I could read her mind.

Her lips are still very distracting. Even after two years of being with her, I find myself always wanting to claim them.

She’s lying beside me in our bed. I rest my hand on her belly—on our second child growing inside her.

She has made me so fucking happy—being a father and having a family of my own.

I’ve been sleeping better ever since she moved in with me. Fuck. Ever since I’ve fallen in love with her, long before any of the final incidents.

Adriana brings a calmness to me that makes me different. Different for our family—our first child, Alessandro Junior. We call him AJ.

AJ was my heir and so we named him accordingly. It was actually Adriana’s idea and I loved it, of course.

Daniel has been one fucking proud uncle. He had barely survived the bullet wound and had me fucking scared. AJ has grown to know him since Daniel is always around.

But things haven’t changed still. Ever since Daniel said he wanted out, he has kept his personal life a secret, especially his mystery woman, Camila.

All I know about her is just that—her name. He clearly doesn’t want any information about her leaked. Not that I blame him. He’s still a fucking asshole, but I’ve stopped pushing or trying to pry. I respect that—when he's ready to bring her around, he will.

Now, it’s been two years—two years of Daniel being out of the game. Our father’s business.

Everything has been easier with Aldo out of the way and Adriana’s fucked up father dead.

Adriana has taken over her father’s business and Beatrice is helping out with the books. It felt like a distraction she badly needed after everything that has happened and she hasn’t stopped since then. The fucking hot mafia head of the Gustavo empire.

And Beatrice is helping out with the books. I'm glad that Adriana has her sister always by her side now. I can see how much they care for each other.

Manny Gustavo’s business has beautifully thrived under Adriana's supervision and I’ve watched her grow to handle things differently. Better than I could. Even now, when we have both our businesses merged.

I took Daniel’s advice and stopped trying so hard to be my father.

“What’s on your mind, Poppy?”

“Nothing,” she lies. Her eyebrows are creased in worry. Her blonde hair is now a short bob, curving under her chin. She had a haircut a few weeks ago. And damn, she looks even hotter.

“Poppy?” I raise my eyebrow in question. Her face always gives her away when she’s lying.

“A delivery is being delayed.” She stops me before I can talk, and I give her a disapproving look.

There’s one rule we have in the house. Especially when she’s naked in my bed. No work talks.

“I wasn’t going to say anything until you insisted. I know, no work talks in bed.” She rolls her eyes and tries to turn her head to the other side of the bed. I stop her, pulling her chin back so she faces me.

“That was fucking sexy.” I kiss her and swallow her moan as I slip my finger underneath her. Her breasts are bigger now, the nipples grazing my chest as I lean into her gently. “I could have my men look into it for you,” I offer, breaking the kiss.

She shrugs, shaking her head. “It's nothing I can’t handle, babe.”

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