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Valentino’s POV

Present

I held Luke tightly against me, cradling him in my arms. I waited too long for this. I nuzzled my face into his neck, and I felt goosebumps appear on his skin.

"I like your smell," I murmured against his skin.

"You're so fucking weird sometimes," Luke said making me chuckle.

I felt his heartbeat rapidly against his chest. I pulled my head back and tucked a few strands of his hair behind his ear. I looked over his face and a small grin appeared on my face as I saw the confusion written all over his face. I took my thumb, rubbing it against his creased brows until they relaxed, before placing both my hands on either side of his waist.

"Why are you doing this?" Luke asked, staring right into my eyes. "You're not turning me into your fucking whore, are you?" He said, venom laced in his tone.

Anger swirled inside me. If there's one thing, I hate being accused of shit like that. I'm a murderer, a drug trafficker, a fucking criminal, but I'm not a fucking rapist. Wit