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He laughs into my throat. “Greedy little thing.” He palms my ass cheeks, raising my hips off the bed and pushing into me. “You take me so good, Princess.”

I clutch him tighter and smile.

This life I have now feels almost perfect, and at the center of it all is Nero—the dark-eyed stranger who stared down at me from the end of that aisle like a premonition.

He’s dangerous, and he’s flawed, but he’s also everything I need.

A nightmare turned into a daydream.

“I love you, Mrs. Castello,” he growls. “I want you to remember that, because I’m about to fuck you like I don’t.”

“I damn hope so, Mr. Castello,” I smirk. “And I love you, too.”