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Mon ange,

You are temptation itself.

I did as you bade, imagined the taste of your pussy on my tongue as I tormented you to sweet release.

The absence of pressure once I came was not as powerful as when I’m inside you, but it helped.

How did you know that it would?

It is difficult for it not to feel like a sin, but with your face in my thoughts, it could not be sinful when my pleasure is tied to yours.

I love you, mon ange. I miss you. I want you. I need you.

I found out that Gianni’s funeral was today. For security reasons, I couldn’t attend. My guilt at not being there is something that will haunt me for a long time.

He’d have wanted me to officiate. Instead, I abandoned him. I won’t lie—the urge to take the lash was strong, but I didn’t. I sought pleasure instead of pain.

We should have an update in the next few weeks. My testimony can’t be used in court, not with the source of my information being confession, but it is being used in countless investigations. Already, ten arrests have been made. There’s outrage over here at what I’m doing, sinners concerned for the sanctity of their secrets, but I am safe in protected custody and will be with you soon, where I can face your father and his wrath.

He should be wrathful.

But I cannot repent for the life we created.

That, too, inspired my orgasm.

I know I’m on the right path. No question. No doubt.

We are the future, mon amour.

Together, we will face what comes even if your father beats me black and blue. I know you will be there to kiss each bruise better.

À toi pour toujours,

Savio

Chapter Thirty-Nine

Darling,

It’s over.

I’ll be seeing you soon.

À toi pour toujours,

Savio

Chapter Forty

Savio,

Come to me,

Ton ange

CHAPTER 41

Savio

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