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The bed moves as I feel his warmth leave. “Mmm,” I mumble sleepily, and I turn over, my body following the warmth, but when my eyes open, there’s no one there.

I was dreaming.

Chapter41

Nico

As I leave the container, I look around at the sunrise, and there isn’t anything I love more than seeing New York this way, it helps bring clarity when silence fills the air.

I start to walk to my SUV as the peace continues, but it’s quickly interrupted by the dust truck and the sound of a horn and people shouting. I mean, I don’t know what I expect, silence doesn’t last forever in the city that never sleeps.

Last night could have gone differently. When the night started, my plans were already put together, and O’Connor certainly had a different fate lying at his feet, but finding Gabe changed that. This is not only my revenge. Now he’s back, he will be my underboss, and this is his revenge to take. He held him captive for two years, and I think the least he deserves is to seek revenge on the person that did that to him.

Tony on the other hand, well…fate was on his side tonight.

Returning home I reach the makeshift hospital room where my brother, Rosie and now Tony are lying. The Dr. has left them while he tends to other matters, so Marco comes to greet me and update me on their progress. Tony has lost a lot of blood and will be out for a while, but the Dr. thinks he will make a full recovery though he’ll need some physio. Shit happens. He’s a lucky son of a bitch, that’s for sure.

I know he isn’t too happy about seeing his brother, Tony lying in the bed, his glare gives him away, but he knows not to question my decisions.

“Loyalty is key to our success, you know that, don't you, Marco?” I say to him, addressing the situation. “Your brother chose to ignore that and had to pay the price. He’s lucky he isn’t dead.” I raise my brow as I look at him.

“I know that, boss, thank you.” He dips his head in thanks.

“Gabe has woken up a few times but has been groggy, and he keeps asking for the woman he was with. He doesn’t know she’s in the room, but I think the drugs are still wearing off,” he informs me.

“And Francesca?” I ask.

“She’s in the master suite. Tommy took her straight upstairs when they arrived, and she hasn’t left the room since she got here,” he assures me.

“Good,” I respond as I enter the room and go straight to my brother who is sleeping. Rosie wakes up as I enter and looks over at me with frightened eyes.

“You have nothing to be scared of, you’re safe here.” I smile, Attempting to reassure her, but I am not so sure I’ll succeed.

I watch as she gingerly gets out of bed and makes her way over to Gabe and tentatively reaches to touch his cheek. “He looks peaceful.” She smiles.

“He does, and the Dr. said he will be fine, he just needs to rest.” I nod at her. “You should do the same, you’ve both been through a lot.” I go to touch her arm, but she flinches, and I feel the anger build up inside. “I’ll leave you to it, but I’ll be back in the morning. You really should rest, you’re safe here.”

“I know. I have him.” She looks at my brother and runs her hand through his hair, then she climbs onto the bed and lays her head on his chest.

I stand for a moment and watch my brother's hand move across the top of hers. I can’t believe what I’m seeing, but I know for sure he’s going to make it through this. I didn’t believe it, not really, not until this moment.

Reaching for the blanket at the bottom of his bed, I cover her and smile. I don’t think she realizes what she’s done, but I’ll forever be in her debt.

Nodding at her, I leave the room and look across to Marco, who is on his phone, probably giving his PA some ridiculous task to keep her out of his hair … like I say, I don’t know what’s wrong with my men. They have women in their lives they want, but they won’t do fuck all about it.

“Watch them. No one goes in or out, except for the Dr.,” I command.

“Got it.” He nods.

“And fuck your PA, already, or give her actual work to do rather than pathetic tasks to keep her out of your way.” I smirk as I leave the hall and make my way to the staircase, inhaling deeply, knowing I now have to live up to my words.

My hand rests heavy on the cold door handle as I contemplate what waits behind it. Will I get the feisty or the vulnerable woman, both of whom I love, and both I love to toy with.

The cool air hits me as I enter the room, and the light from the sunrise peeks through the curtains as they flow back and forth with a breeze flowing through the curtains.

I look around the room and see her in my bed, with my shirt covering her perfect body. Her pillowy soft lips are parted slightly as she sleeps, and she looks so peaceful. The conversation I wanted to have can wait, but I can’t resist the pull that has me going to her.

Gently, I sit on the large bed, running my thumb across her soft cheek, stroking it gently, and words I never expected to say, to anyone ever leave my lips effortlessly. ”I love you,il mio tesoro,” my deep voice whispers. “I’ll never let you go, not now, you’re mine forever.”

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