Page 148 of King Of Order

The brothers nodded.

She turned to me as I stroked her arm. ‘Tell me about Sydney. I want to know all about why you love it so much.’

I arched a brow in surprise. ‘Would you come if I asked you to?’

‘Where you are, my heart is too,’ she whispered.

Pleasure bloomed across my chest, and I leaned in and kissed her. ‘Sydney is bliss. We still love Naples, but we’re safer on the other side of the world. As you shall be, too. How about Galleria Gisela?’

She shrugged, giving me a coy look. ‘What’s stopping me from reopening it in Sydney? Gisela is my mother, and her soul will come with me wherever I go.’

I slid an arm behind her head, letting her luxurious tawny hair fall over my shoulder, massaging her skull, something we both loved. ‘Then allow me to tell you all about the city in the sun down under.’

As I waxed lyrical about Sydney, she purred, rolling her head around my trailing fingers all over her scalp, sending her into bliss.

‘Get upstairs, you two, you’re ready to fuck,’ Lorenzo clipped, gazing at us and our love with part affection, part irritation. ‘Let me take Gio out of your lecherous aura and back to his mum.Who I hope is still napping so we can all get some freakin’ kip. Damn, babies are a sleep suck.’

My brother rose, his slumbering baby snuggling closer into his nape as he strode away.

My eyes followed him, leaving, envying, wanting what he had.

I sliced my eyes to Chiara, who had eyes on me.

We locked gazes, and I stuck a tongue into my cheek. ‘I want children,’ I rasped so deep my chest rumbled.

‘With me?’ my woman said, all husky and sensual.

She stroked my jaw as she spoke, and I leaned into her touch. ‘Only with you. This is what I want for the rest of my life.’

She rose and extended a hand.

I took it, and we took to the stairs toward my suite, my cock twitching, body thrumming, heart pulsing.

With love, only love for her and the future we hoped for.

Chapter 31

CHIARA

For weeks, I had not stepped into the gallery.

The thought of going back made me nervous.

I wasn’t sure if I dared to face the space that had once meant everything to me.

Still, I needed to check in and verify all was well.

Rio, always protective, insisted I bring Mauri to drive and ensure I was safe. I fought his decision at first.

However, when the SUV pulled up in front of the show space, I was grateful to the brooding Moorish man at the wheel beside me.

We stepped out, the gallery’s familiar frontage looming before me. Its expansive glass windows reflected the sun in streaks of light.

It appeared forlorn, with leaves scattered at the entryway and cobwebs across the jamb.

I’d been paying Lucia her wage since I’d shut shop, telling her not to come to work. Instead, I urged her to take a long holiday and told her I’d notify her when to return.

The truth was, my heart wasn’t in Galleria Gisela anymore.

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