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I lean toward her and tilt her chin in my direction. “It’s going to be okay, love. No matter what happens, none of this was your fault. If anything, you’ve made my life easier.”

“How’s that?”

“You brought in business when we desperately needed a win. Not all our plans went smoothly, but the chop shop and Rocco’sclub are both profitable and going well so far. That’s more than enough.”

She shifts her position and leans closer to me. “I’m just saying, I can go back to my place and we don’t have to worry about this anymore.” She gestures between us.

“I’m not worried about it.” I take one of her hands. “You’re staying with me, and we aren’t hiding it anymore.”

Her eyes widen a fraction. “Ronan?—”

“Listen to me. My family’s in chaos right now. Cormac stole my product and he’s threatening to hurt anyone associated with me. Even Seamus went with him, and that breaks my fucking heart.” I grind my jaw for a moment to keep from snarling with frustration. I knew Cormac had his hooks in Seamus, I just had hoped that I’d earned Seamus’s trust back. Apparently, that didn’t happen.

“Which is why I should go.”

“No, love, all of that is why you should stop and you should stay.”

“I’m a burden. I’m just a problem.” She blinks rapidly, eyes going shiny with tears.

I lean forward and kiss the corner of her mouth. “No, love, you aren’t. But that’s the problem. You’re convinced that all of this is somehow your fault, when it’s far from it. What happened with your family was bad, and I’m sorry you’re still carrying that with you, but you don’t have to let it hold you back.”

“It’s just hard. I’ve always felt like—like I’m useless. Like I’m worthless and just more trouble. Even when it was just me and Marco, I spent half the time sitting around and watching reality TV because I couldn’t face up to any real responsibility. Thesedays with you have been some of the best of my life, but I’m afraid I’m just going to bring you down.”

“That’s not going to happen.” I kiss her again, this time on the lips. I wipe a tear that rolls down her cheek. “Listen to me, love. You have a place with me. Do you get that? I need you here, and even if you leave, I won’t let you go. It’s time we stopped pretending.”

“Pretending?” She tilts her chin up, pretty mouth parting.

“That we’re less than what we are.” I kiss her again. This time, I linger. “I want you, Valentina. I want you to bemine, and I want my whole family to know it.”

“Ronan.” She kisses me, hands reaching up to touch my face. “You know what’ll happen, right?”

“I don’t care.”

“They’ll use it against you. They’ll try to hurt you. They’ll use me?—”

“I said I don’t care.” I kiss her, and this time, I let my tongue invade her mouth. She whimpers into my kiss as I drag her into my lap. Her legs spread as she straddles me, and I cup her ass with both hands, pulling her tight against me as I kiss her. I love her mouth, her lips, that tongue, the way she moans as I touch her and explore her body.

I hate how much she worries. It’s so obvious she blames herself over and over for anything bad that happens and really internalizes all that pain. What happened with her family was terrible—but I’m not in that same situation, and she can’t possibly be held liable for anything going down with Cormac.

I pull her top off and kiss her neck as I tease her breasts. I suck her nipples until she’s panting hard, her hips gyrating, grinding against my hard cock. I fist her hair and kiss her hard.

“I need you here with me, love,” I whisper as I bite her lower lip. I move back to her breasts, rolling my tongue around one hard bud. “I don’t want you to go anywhere. I hate that you think you’re a burden. You’re not, love. You’re far from it.”

She gasps as I turn her and pin her down on the couch. I pull off her pants, kissing her stomach, her hips, her belly button, down to her thighs. She moans as she spreads her legs, and I tease her pussy slowly with my fingers. I sink them inside, rubbing my thumb up against her clit as I fill her.

“Tell me you want to stay,” I command. “Say it, baby.”

“I want to stay,” she moans. “God, I don’t want to go anywhere.”

“Because you love it when I touch you. Isn’t that right?”

“Yes, god, yes.” Her back arches and she stares at me. It’s without a doubt the sexiest look I’ve ever seen on a woman before. Her eyes are filled with lust, but also with confidence, like she knows this is the right thing.

I slide my fingers deeper, teasing. “You want me to make you come, don’t you, love?”

“I want you to keep going,” she says, eyes rolling back.

I drop between her legs. My tongue slides up and down her pussy before I lick and suck her clit. My fingers go deeper, making her back arch as I lick her. I need this, need to make her feel good, need to make sure she understands that she has a place with me now.

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