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Then I cut out the vile serpent's tongue.

Nova's brown eyes blaze with redemption and retribution as she stares at her father after I finish. "Don't fight the monsters, father. Because the monsters always win."

My heart swells with love and pride for this amazing woman.

With the fires of hell behind her, standing strong and proud, she smiles at me. "Do your worst, Massimo."

The one who is my equal in every way stands by my side. My princess. My hellcat. My queen. My wife.

My grin is savage. "With pleasure."

Chapter 60

Nova

It'sfinished.

The worst of my monsters is dead. True to his word, Massimo cut off my father's head.

I should be shocked and appalled at the gore and brutality I witnessed. Massimo lived up to his gruesome reputation.

"I am exactly what they say I am."

But he's so much more.

He's my monster.

The beast who loves his beauty.

And he's my savior.

Without him, I would've never been able to heal the way I have. Without him, I wouldn't be able to continue healing from the years of torment and abuse at my father's hands.

He stole me to enact his revenge on my father. But in doing so, he freed me from the hellish prisons I'd lived in—the house I grew up, and the one inside my head.

Massimo's massive frame cages me against the wall, his hands bracing on either side of me. Pride and love radiate in his gaze, but I can see he's also assessing me—checking me over, making sure I'm okay and that I'm not afraid of him.

We're in a washroom in the basement of this building, and the shower is heating up. He's removed his ruined clothes, standing before me naked.

Once he's satisfied that I'm okay and not afraid of him, he lifts my shirt over my head. "Vito has a specially formulated wash that we'll use for now. But when we get home, I want you in the bathtub, warming my cock as I wash you again."

Both my core and my heart tighten at the thought. "I'd love that." I lift a foot as he slides my jeans down my legs, easing them off, one leg at a time. "What about my brothers?"

Massimo pauses and looks up at me as he kneels before me. "I haven't ordered Emilio and Paulo to be killed yet. They could have come here with your father, but they refused, and that has let them live for now."

"How do you know they refused?"

"Gabe got a spy inside your father's house staff."

"They wouldn't have refused to come because they care about me."

Massimo's thumbs drag up the inside of my thighs. "Oh, I know that, princess. I may be sparing their lives for now; however, I still may give the order for their execution."

A shiver races through me, following the trail of Massimo's touch. "I want the entire Mancini empire—and everything it stands for—burned to the ground."

"And so it will be done." He presses a kiss to my sex over my silk panties. "I will do everything within my power to destroy it. And as I do, four rising kings in Boston will take control for themselves, and we'll aid them." His nose nuzzles against me, pressing against my clit through the dampening silk of my underwear.

"Who?" I gasp at what his touch is doing to me, and what it'snotdoing to me. I need more, so I thread my fingers through his thick hair and pull him to me.

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