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“Bye, Rory,” he replies as he pulls away. “And one last thing; I want you to be careful about Giovanni.”

“Careful?” I echo in surprise.

“Yeah.” He frowns. “He’s not all flowers and roses. I mean it, Aurora. There’s something dark about him, and I don’t want you to be present when he unleashes it. Just promise me you’ll be careful, and if anything goes wrong, you let me know.”

I consider telling him about the people who are after me, but then I change my mind immediately. He has too much on hisplate for me to add my problems to it. I got myself into this, and I’ll get myself out of it.

“I will. I promise.”

He nods before turning and walking away.

Going back into my room, I can’t stop thinking about what he said. A shiver of apprehension rolls down my spine, and I wonder if I’m making a big mistake by getting myself entangled with Gio.

CHAPTER 13

Giovanni

Aurora looks like she’s deep in thought when I slip into her bedroom after Fabio and the rest leave. She’s leaning over her balcony, the hem of her dress riding up over her thighs.

I resist the urge to walk over to her, push the dress aside, and fuck her right there.

Instead, I stand there for a while and look at her, but she doesn’t notice. She’s staring so intently out over the horizon while biting her lower lip in the way she does when she’s worried.

What is she worried about?

“Hello, princess,” I drawl.

She spins around and looks at me with wide eyes. There’s a wary look in her eye that confuses me. I’m sure I’ve not done anything to put that look there, but just before I can ask about it, it’s gone, replaced by a naughty smile.

“Hey, Daddy,” she says salaciously.

“That’s a new one,” I reply as I approach her.

“Do you like it?”

“Let’s try it again when we’re both naked in bed.”

She giggles.

“Let’s go home,” I tell her.

“But this is my home.”

With an annoyed growl, I grab her, throw her over my shoulder, and start to make my way out of the house.

“What are you doing?” she shrieks. “Someone will see us. Oh my God, Gio. Put me down.”

“No one is home. I checked.”

“The helps are?—”

She snaps her mouth shut as we walk past a wide-eyed younger girl who resembles her as we exit her room. Her younger sister, if I had to guess. I smile wolfishly at the girl and continue on my way.

“You’re the worst, Gio. I’m going to kill you,” she seethes when I lower her down outside the house and open my car’s passenger side door for her.

“Get in,” I order. “Or do you want me to carry you in too?”

“No, thank you. I think I’ve had enough of you manhandling me for one day,” she says indignantly before entering the car. “You better pray I’ll be able to convince my sister to keep her mouth shut, or you’ll have one very angry Vitale on your doorstep.”

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