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And now they’re here.

In this house.

What the fuck do I do now?

Sal stands up. “I’ll let you know when the doctor has a verdict.”

“I’ll be there.”

“I think it’s probably best if you stay here, Dino,” he says gently.

I grunt. Part of me wants to fight him on it.

Part of me, however, doesn’t care.

“Ok. Stay here,” Sal says. He shuts the door to my room, and I sit right back down on the bed.

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MARISOL

Dino De Luca.

Having a photographic memory isn’t a bad thing. It’s an inconvenience a lot of the time, sure, but in this situation I’m happy that my mother made me memorize the family trees of every single connected family that she could think of.

Because when I find him on the beach, I know exactly who he is.

And the fact that he doesn’t know who I am?

It makes me feel…

Sexy.

Mysterious.

Like for once, I’m the one in charge, and I’m running my life.

Instead of the exact opposite.

He’s cute.

If he knew that I was Benicio Souza’s daughter, he might… I’m not sure. Run? Kidnap me?

I’d welcome the kidnapping, honestly. If I didn’t know my dad would burn down the entire world, and everyone in it, to get me back, I’d happily be kidnapped.

I inch closer.

Why is he lying there? Maybe he’s drunk.

Maybe he’s dead.

I wonder…

If I could pay money to stop dreaming about Dino De Luca, I would. Literally. Any of the painstaking savings that I’ve stolen from my father, one piece at a time?

I’d do it if I could just not dream about him.

However, I guess that it’s kind of a moot point at the moment. Because unfortunately, this time I need him.

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