Page 125 of Sinful Sacrifice

People might find that stalkerish, but in Damien’s head, that’s his version of giving me space.

Not giving me space would be breaking into my apartment and taking me hostage.

The wedding is in the prettiest courtyard I’ve ever seen. I’ve stepped straight into a fairy tale, ready to witness the Mafia king and queen recite their vows.

When Julian sees us, he stops mid-conversation with Emilio. He briefly looks at me before fixating on Genesis. His gaze wanders down her body as he licks his bottom lip.

Genesis smiles at him.

He tilts his chin in our direction.

“I have a question,” I say when we take our seats near the back.

“Yeah?” she asks, her eyes back on Julian.

“Have you and Julian ever …”

She turns to face me. “Ever what?”

“You know …”

Her red lips curl into a smirk as she waits for me to say it.

“Hook up?”

“He fingered me in the back of a club once.” She shrugs.

I slap her shoulder. “I knew it!”

“Relax. It’s not a big deal.”

“Does anyone else know?” I scan the crowd, as if ready for her to single out someone.

She drops her voice. “Emilio.”

“Emilio?”

“He was sitting in the booth.”

“Julian finger-fucked you in front of Emilio?”

“God, can you say it any freaking louder?” She swats at me. “No more secrets for you, big mouth.”

I grin. “I bet it was hot as hell. I’ve seen Julian’s hands.”

“Ugh, we’re not friends anymore.”

“Too late for that. The day you took me to Serenebelle is the day you got stuck with me for life.”

She blows an upward breath. “The price I pay for a free spa day.”

I laugh, throwing my head back. As I slowly lower it, my gaze meets Damien’s. Dressed in a black tux, he stands as Antonio’s best man at the altar. He stares at me, his face brooding and eyes burning, as if I’m an object he can never let out of his sight.

Everyone hushes, and all attention—minus Damien’s because it doesn’t leave me—turns toward Cristian escorting Gigi down the aisle. I watch the beautiful bride in awe. Not in as much awe as Antonio, who looks hopelessly in love. This man risked death to be with her.

As they recite their vows, I struggle to hold back tears.

This is how a wedding should be.

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