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AlessioI couldn’t wait to get back to the house.Coraline was waiting for me and that was all my thoughts circled around.Even while I finished up at the airfield and went to go pick up Arturo when he landed several hours later, it was all I kept thinking about. All that mattered and kept me focused through the restless anticipation clawing beneath my skin.I needed to finally tell her the truth. That I couldn’t let her go.That when tomorrow came and we had to step out of the jet to go back to our individual lives, I wouldn’t be able to physically do it.Because the reason was obvious.I loved her. I loved her so fucking much.The realization had come to me that day on the yacht while I had watched her step out of the car in that stunning sapphire blue dress and walk towards me, looking so beautiful I just couldn’t tear my eyes away from the vision she made.My heart had surrendered right then and there, knowing without a shadow of a doubt that she was the beginning of the rest of m

CHAPTER ONE-HUNDRED-AND-FIFTY-TWO

CoralineA moan of pain left my lips the moment I twitched into consciousness.My body strangely didn’t feel like my own. Most especially my head. It felt like it was detached and floating separately from my torso and limbs, lost in its own world of excruciating pain.I managed to pry my heavy lids open to take in my surroundings, hazy-minded and wondering what was happening.The space around me was dim. My mind was slow to catch up on other details but when it eventually did, I could feel I was sprawled on something creaky and lumpy, limbs haphazard but unmoving, my mouth so fucking dry I could probably start a fire in there.Then my sense of smell kicked in and I picked up on the mustiness of the air in this dark little space.I crinkled my brows because I was so lost. Everything felt distorted, my vision warping and rippling around me.Wasn’t I supposed to be in Rome? In Alessio’s family estate pretending to be his girlfriend?Or were we back in New York already? If so, where was t

CHAPTER ONE-HUNDRED-AND-FIFTY-THREE

CoralineI passed out again.While Marcus had attempted to tie me down, I had struggled so wildly that he eventually landed a blow to the uninjured side of my head and I ended up falling unconscious.Now I slowly opened my eyes to find myself tied to the metal chair, hands and feet bound with my chest strapped back so tightly it felt like my ribs were being crushed inwards, my lungs barely expanding to take in enough air.I was alone this time around so I didn’t bother struggling so I could save up my strength for when I needed it the most. Not that there was much I could do while I was restrained this way.Even my mouth had been taped shut so I was pretty much useless.All I could do at the moment was let my thoughts roam free, far and wide and chaotic.Questions kept popping up in my brain.Were we still in Rome or back in New York? How long have I been here for? Who was the person Marcus had been speaking to on the phone the first time I was awake? What was his exact reason for tak

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