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CHAPTER 16: ADDICTED GIOVANNI

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GIOVANNI'S POV

The leather seat of my armored SUV felt too smooth against my skin. Usually, the weight of responsibility, the anticipation of strategy sessions with my Bratva brothers, filled my head. Today, however, my thoughts were a tangled mess, all revolving around Tristan.

Damn him.

Last night had been... a controlled demolition. I punished him, yes, for the transgression he committed – I couldn't even remember the exact slight, the justification felt flimsy even to me. But the punishment… it had been as much for me as it was for him. A release, a claiming. A twisted, possessive act of control.

And the worst part? I craved it. I craved him.

The memory of his soft skin beneath my hands, the way he trembled at my touch, the defiance that flickered in his eyes before being drowned out by... something else. Something that echoed the dark desire that churned within me. It was intoxicating. It was dangerous.

I nearly lost control. I have been on the razor's edge of needing to possess
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