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ValentinaI’m panting for breath, and I want to say it’s his hands on my ass that have me trapped, that have my legs spread wide, and me up on tiptoe arching back into his face because fuck. Fuck. It feels so good. His mouth, his tongue, his hot breath as he devours me, it feels too fucking good, and I hate him for it.I tell him as much, digging my nails into my palms to stop myself from coming because I’m close. I’m so close.“Now now,” he says, stopping seconds before I climax. I groan and he straightens, air cold where his warm tongue was. He spanks me again. “Don’t come just yet, wife, not until my cock is deep inside your cunt.”He takes me by my hair and pulls me upright, turning me to face him and kissing me hard on the mouth, his face wet with me. I taste myself on him, and I find myself kissing him back.Nicholas grins down at me, and fuck, he’s so beautiful. He’s always been so fucking beautiful.“Take me out,” he commands.I glare at him.“Do it. Take me out. It’s the only

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NicholasI pull out, and Valentina looks up at me with sleepy eyes.“Hey.” I kiss her cheek. A sheen of sweat dampens her forehead.“Hm.” She closes her eyes.“You okay?”She nods, never opening her eyes.I smile, slip out of the bed, and throw the sheet over her. In the bathroom, I clean myself up and wet a washcloth with warm water and soap. Her glasses are on the counter, so I pick those up and carry both the washcloth and the glasses to the bedroom. She’s fast asleep. I set her glasses on the nightstand and roll her onto her side. She is jelly, her body pliable and giving, not an ounce of resistance left in her.I clean her, liking the idea of my come inside her. I then tuck her under the blankets and drop the washcloth in the hamper. From the top of the desk, I pick up the ring. It’s delicate but strong. I bring it back to the bed and sit on the edge, looking at Valentina’s sleeping face. How relaxed she looks. How peaceful.I take her left hand, and she doesn’t stir as I slip th

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ValentinaI wake up to the sound of rain pelting the windows. It takes me a long minute to remember where I am, to remember what we did and why I'm so sore. I open my eyes. Everything is a blur, but I make out my glasses on the nightstand. I thought I'd left them in the bathroom.I put them on and roll onto my back, turning to look at the space beside me on the bed, expecting to find Nicholas there watching me, uncertain how to be this morning after last night. I'm not sure if I'm disappointed or glad to find I'm alone. The place beside mine is empty, and the pillow is cool to the touch. There's no indentation.Did he even sleep here last night?I sit up in the bed, pulling the blanket up to my chest, and look around. The room is a mess, with my towel on the floor where Nicholas stripped it off of me and the chair that was in front of the desk turned over on its side. I don't even remember him pushing it away before he bent me over the desk.At the memory of what we did, something flu

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Valentina"Mrs. Hendrick? Are you all right?"I look up at him. The warmth I'd felt upstairs, the strange sense of something being right after last night, has evaporated. In its place is a cold that leaves me shivering.My father hired someone to burn down our house? I don't understand.Hamish takes the phone from me, and a moment later, Nigella's voice comes over the speaker."Valentina? Are you there?" she asks.I blink, pick up the phone, taking it off speaker. "Is it true?""Well, Nicholas was arrested," she says, but that's not the part I'm asking about. She mutters something about having told Nicholas it was a bad idea. "His bail hearing isn't for another hour. I'll be at the courthouse until then and will call you with any more information.""My father. Where is he?""He's still at the hospital.""Did he... Did he set that fire?"She hesitates for a moment before speaking. "I don't know, hon."I disconnect the call and look at Hamish. "I need a car.""No, ma'am, I can't let you

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ValentinaA doctor is taking my father's blood pressure, and another police officer is inside his room. I notice the chain hanging over the edge of the foot of the bed. They must have his ankle cuffed to the bed. It's degrading to see my father like this, and tears well in my eyes because he doesn't deserve this."Valentina," Dad says, using my full name, which he rarely does.I drag my gaze to his, knowing he saw me looking. "Dad."I run to him, and the doctor steps away. When the police officer comes forward to block me, Mr. Higgins puts a hand on his arm. "She's his daughter. She just heard he was stabbed. Please.""Fine." The guard steps back, and I hug my father. I would have anyway.I realize as he holds me how much I've missed him. How much I miss my dad.A sob breaks between us and Dad rubs my back. I pull away and wipe away my tears."Dad. Are you okay?""I'm going to be just fine, honey. You don't worry about me, okay?"I nod, even though I know I can't do it. "What happened

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ValentinaI try to ignore the officer riding in the elevator with me. I guess he's stationed there until they get my dad back to prison. Mr. Higgins stayed upstairs, and I'm glad for that.It's true. What Cielo and Sly told me about my grandfather and uncle, it's all true. How has Dad kept all this from me for so long?It explains some things, though. Or at least forces me to see them from a different perspective. How protective he's always been of me. Why I was never allowed to get even a summer job once I was old enough, never allowed to have friends over and going to friends' houses was such a rare treat. With Mom being gone, I thought he was just afraid to lose me, too.The elevator doors slide open in the lobby, which is busy with activity. Hamish pushes off the wall he's leaning against. His jaw is set tight, his narrowed eyes boring into me. Without a word, he lets me know he's pissed but honestly, I don't care.I walk past him and toward the exit doors. He follows close behind

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NicholasI stare at the back of Hamish's neck, trying to breathe, to calm myself down. I have a hold of Valentina's hand. It's taking all I have not to squeeze too hard, but I can't let her go. Look what happened the minute I did. Cielo got to her. Fucking Cielo somehow got to her.As soon as we pull to a stop at the house, I reach over to open Valentina's door."Go inside," I tell her as Hamish kills the engine and looks at me in the rear-view mirror.Valentina looks from me to Hamish and back. "Nicholas, he was right there⁠—"I turn to her and what she sees in my eyes makes her stop. "In. Now. You're not off the hook with me."She swallows but stands her ground. "If you hadn't barreled in like you did, he'd have gotten me out of there.""It's all right," Hamish tells her. "He's right to be angry."She looks at him, then at me."Go. Inside."Although reluctant, she climbs out and goes into the house.Hamish and I both step out of the vehicle."What the fuck was your one job?" I bark.

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NicholasA towel wrapped low around my hips, I stand in front of the bathroom mirror and shave. Valentina watches me, our eyes meeting in the reflection."Why are you staring at me?" I ask."Because you're very beautiful. I always thought so from the first minute I saw you carrying those boxes into the cottage. Do you remember? When I was spying on you with my binoculars.""I remember," I say, then shift my gaze back to the task at hand."Had you seen me?"I smile at the memory and raise my chin to shave my throat. "The sun reflected off the glass and I saw the outline of your hair mostly. It was huge.""Shut up." She throws a discarded towel at me but I dodge it."Big head to go with it now," I tease."Hey!""At least you've grown into it," I say with a wink.She rolls her eyes and stands, comes to me. She turns me to face her and takes the razor from me. I raise my eyebrows as she lifts my chin."You safe with that thing?" I ask."I used to do it for my dad."I watch her eyes lose t

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ValentinaWe drive to Sinistral that afternoon. Nicholas holds my hand as we walk into the lobby of the hotel."I hate this fucking place," he mutters."Me too." The memory of what happened after the Riccis barged into that small room and found Nicholas and I together overshadows what was a beautiful moment. What happened after they hauled Nicholas away in handcuffs darkens all the good moments. I wonder if that will always be the case.Nicholas walks up to the concierge desk and greets the woman standing behind it. "Call up to the penthouse and let Carlisle-Bent know Valentina Hendrick, formerly Russo, is here to see him."She looks from him to me and back. I wonder if she was here the night he was arrested.I set my hand over top of Nicholas's forearm. "Please," I add, smiling."Of course," she says. Her smile is tight, but she picks up the phone to call my grandfather. A moment later, she puts the phone down and signals the porter over. She hands him a key. "Take Ms. Russo and⁠—""

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ValentinaNicholas's eyes narrow, not quite in confusion but possibly understanding.The old man returns his attention to me and stares openly. "My goodness. It is difficult to look at you. I didn't know it would be. I've seen photographs, of course, but only recently. How is Horatio?" he asks, and I don't sense animosity.In fact, I'd say the way he spoke with Chandler was more hateful than the way he asks this question about my father, the man who took his daughter away—who kept his granddaughter from him."He's in prison.""I know that. I heard what happened there, too. He'll need to be careful. Sitting duck in there.""Sitting duck?" I ask."A bird in a cage is easy prey." They bring my grandfather his whiskey. He looks inside the glass, nods and takes it. They also give him an unlit cigarette."You didn't have anything to do with that, did you?" Nicholas asks."Nicholas." I shake my head at him."It's a fair question," my grandfather says. "And I've always appreciated directness.

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