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Plus, Denver needed Cas, too. They’d both been hurt by the old Don. And Meka was good for both of them. Even Leo, who was recovering in one of the casino suites, had someone taking care of him.

Toya had volunteered to ensure the stubborn guard relaxed like the doctor ordered and took his meds on time. Leo had complained up until the point that she’d said she’d stay with him. After that, he was silent, willing to do whatever the doctor told him to.

As for Rome, he’d called just last night to let Raz know that his team had ensured no investors pulled out due to what happened at the gala. When Raz asked if force was used, Rome had simply said, “It’s been handled.”

Rome was willing to stay until Raz was back on his feet and ready to take care of things. After that, he was heading to Italy. Apparently, there had been a kidnap attempt on Don Enzo and his brother Stefano’s girlfriends.

Those two were another case of brotherhood being revealed later in life. They made it work, so Raz was sure Bryce and Cas could, too. Still, Raz irrationally felt like he was losing both of his brothers.

One to Bryceson. The other was to the DeLuca family, who wanted Rome to come work for them. There was one more call Raz had made, and that was to his casino security leader, Reggie. He’d called Reggie to check on their guest in the Basement.

Trevor was still alive. Barely. But as long as he was breathing, Raz was going to continue torturing his weak ass. He couldn’t wait until he could return to the Basement and let Trevor know that the old don was dead and that he and Monique were living together, madly in love, and his bullshit hadn’t stopped a damn thing.

His Rosa stirred, pulling his thoughts away from his brothers and work. Her eyelids fluttered. Finally, she was waking up. Finally, he would hear the sound of her voice, the highlight of each day. She slowly opened her eyes, yawning as her gaze met his.

“Good morning, beautiful,” Raz whispered.

“Morning,” she murmured, then frowned, wiping her mouth. She leaned back a little and stared down at his arm. “You’ve been laying there watching me drool. Raz, why didn’t you wake me up instead of letting me drool all over your arm?”

Instead of answering her question, he leaned forward and licked her drool from his arm.

“Ewww! Raz!”

“What?” he chuckled, inching closer to her as she scooted away from him.

“That’s nasty,” she scolded.

“Woman, I’ve licked every part of your sexy body. What are you talking about?”

“But...”

“No buts,” he growled, forcing her onto her back and pinning her arms above her head. “And stop running from me.”

She gazed up at him from under her long eyelashes. “Orazio Cattaneo, bed rest means rest in bed.”

“I did for two whole days. Now, I want to rest in you. Keep your hands above your head. If you move them, I’m going to spank you, Rosa.”

“Raz,” she started.

“Shh...” he whispered, pressing a tender kiss to her lips. “Let me love you, Rosa. Let me show you how much you mean to me. Let me show you how much I missed you.”

“I already know, love.”

He shook his head. “Woman, you have no idea how intensely I missed your smile, your eyes, your voice, your touch, every fucking thing about you, my Rose.”

Her breath hitched as his lips trailed down her neck, his facial hair grazing her sensitive skin. He’d been awake for hours, waiting for this very moment, waiting to soak his cock in her juices. Waiting to show her how fucking badly he’d missed her when they’d been apart.

And he was going to use his tongue to write the longest love letter ever written on her beautiful body. And then he was going to make sweet love to her and use his cum to paint a portrait across her gorgeous brown skin. Because she was his muse, his inspiration, his reason for living.

Without her, there was no him.

Chapter Fifty-Two

ORAZIO

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Her body was the perfect canvas, the perfect blank page, the perfect musical instrument. And the sounds she made were divine, proving that she was truly heaven-sent. Raz couldn’t keep his hands and tongue off her.

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