Isabella’s POVBreaking someone out of prison should have felt serious.Instead, Massimo and I couldn’t stop laughing. It was fucking crazy.We sat in the back of a black van parked three streets away from the high-security facility, dressed in dark clothes, watching the live feed from Tessa. Our men were already inside, moving like shadows. Everything was going according to plan…and somehow that made it even funnier.“You’re enjoying this way too much,” Massimo said, trying to keep a straight face.I grinned. “You’re one to talk. You’ve been smiling since we left the house.”He leaned over and kissed me quickly, stealing the words right out of my mouth. When he pulled back, his eyes were warm and bright in a way I still wasn’t used to seeing.“I can’t help it,” he murmured. “Watching you plan this was the hottest thing I’ve seen all week.”I laughed and shoved his shoulder. “Focus. We’re supposed to be professionals.”“I am focused.” He kissed me again, slower this time, hand sliding
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