Dominic’s arm was still wrapped around me, heavy and warm, as we lay tangled in the bedsheet . My body felt dazed, lingering traces of pleasure and exhaustion from the intense sex, we had the previous night.But my mind couldn’t stop thinking about the second suit saw in the closet, the heart emoji on his phone. The scar on the opposite wrist. Everything seemed pretty much the same thing.I turned to face him, my heart pounding. “You have a twin, don’t you?”He went instantly still. For a second, his fingers paused on my back. Then he pulled me closer, pressing a kiss on my forehead like that could erase the question.“Go back to sleep, Lila,” he murmured, his voice low and calm.I pushed up against his chest. “Don’t lie to me. I saw the photo. Two little boys. With the names Dominic and Dante.” written below it.His eyes darkened. Without uttering a word, he rolled me onto my back and climbed on top of me, pinning my wrists above my head. His mouth crashed down on mine, hard and dema
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