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Within a minute there is a knock at the door and Alessio enters the room, escorting the good doctor out and leaving me alone with the Marchetti siblings.

“You didn’t have to be rude,” Allegra accuses, shooting me a glare.

“That wasn’t rude, angel. I just didn’t see the point in sitting here waiting around. It could take another hour or two before his team arrives. Then they have a ton of paperwork to sign before we can even get to work.” I shrug.

Allegra sighs, rubbing at her temples in frustration.

Welcome to my world. I’m forever fucking frustrated.

But that’s not the point right now. Something is up.

Searching her expression, I take in the dark circles under her eyes, and the tired look on her face. I must have been so caught up in the doctor’s prognosis, I missed it before.

Dropping to my haunches, I take one of her hands in mine, gripping her chin with the other and tugging gently until her blue orbs meet mine.

“You look tired, baby. Why don’t you go take a nap?” I suggest. Her bottom lip trembles, eyes filling with tears. I frown, concerned. “Hey, what’s wrong?”

Allegra bursts into tears.

I’m up, dragging her into my arms in an instant.

Striding to the couch, I drop down, holding her close to my chest. Nico ambles over, taking a seat on the other end of the couch, watching us with an almost cold, detached look on his face. But I don’t miss the hint of trepidation creasing his brows.

“Principessa?” I prompt.

Pulling out of my chest, she looks up at me, wiping away the errant tears under her eyes. “I’m sorry. I’m being silly.” She sniffs. “It’s just… well, all I want is for you to have a full recovery. I want you to remember our life before all this happened. I want it so badly that it overwhelms me sometimes. I’m trying to be strong for you, me, our whole family, and when I see you being so nonchalant… well, I suppose all the pent up stress just boiled over.” She laughs.

Smiling, I press a kiss to her head. “You are the strongest woman I know, angel. But you don’t have to be strong all the time. You are allowed to break, it’s normal. But please understand that I am taking this seriously. I want my memories back just as much, if not more than you do. It's just…” I trail off, my eyes meeting Nic’s when I feel the heat of his stare on me. He studies me for a long beat, understanding crossing his features. Looking back at Allegra, I run my thumb across her bottom lip, wishing more than anything her brother was not watching us,so I could ravish her. “Well, I don’t want to disappoint you. And I don’t want to get my hopes up, just in case we don’t get the results that we are hoping for.”

Allegra reaches up, cupping my face.

With a soft smile curving her lips, she whispers, “We will Dante. I know we will.”

Watching the determination on her face, ignites mine and in this moment, I know I will do anything to recover my memories.

Because as I said before.

My angel deserves me whole.

Chapter 47

Allegra

“Fuck, you feel so good.” Dante groans, his eyes lasered in on where he slides his cock up and down my slit.

After he used the gym, he had an hour’s session with Dr. Baddour and his team. One look at his face when he left the room where the makeshift clinic has been set up, I could tell he was overwhelmed and needed a distraction. So I dragged him to my bedroom, to take his mind off things in the only way I knew how.

“I want to feel you inside me,” I moan.

His eyes and nostrils flare. “You don’t know how bad I want that.”

Locking my legs around his hips, I pull him closer, my voice hopeful when I say, “Just the tip?”

Dante freezes, his gaze snapping to me. I am so over this back and forth with him. I want all of him. To feel connected in a way that no one could ever take away from us. “You’re so fucking sexy, do you know that?”

“Then take me,” I breathe, the plea in my tone evident.

“Don’t move,” he grates out, his neck muscles straining with the two words.

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