When We Meet Again, Princess!
His last words still ringing in her head, with his blood dripping from her palms.
“Run, kitten, run. If I catch you, it’s game over for you and your family.”
She didn’t dare look back. She could hear him, his footsteps echoing off the alley walls. His pace must have slowed down but she knew better than to stop when he was after her life. Vincenzo Moretti didn’t need to run. He was a predator, and she had become his prey.
The rain poured heavier, drenching her and Olivia was barely clothed—only in a thin, silk robe clinging to her trembling body. Her legs arched, her thighs throbbing painfully, and her hair stuck to the sides of her face.
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