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“Get down!” Carmen yells, her nails digging into my arm as she drags me to the floor.
Gunfire booms through the space in a rapid-fire stream.
“FuckingZetas,” Carmen curses. “They think they can assault my home and get out alive?”
Her eyes glint with fury, and I see an echo of Stefano’s fearsome personality.
She curses again. “We’re too exposed here.”
The gunfire hasn’t stopped. The men on the mezzanine level are taking cover, but several of them have weapons and are returning fire.
Mere seconds have passed since the assault began, but everything slows. I see Massimo barreling toward me, racing to close the distance between us. I lunge for him, desperate to get to him.
Pain rips into my abdomen, and agony consumes me. The world swims, the flashing lights of the club making everything flicker.
Massimo roars my name, but I can’t get up. I can’t move.
Stunning silver eyes stare down into mine. They’re stormy with panic, and his lips are drawn back from his white teeth like a cornered predator baring its fangs.
His jaw is tight, so I trail my fingers over it to soothe him. His rough stubble makes my fingertips tingle, our electric chemistry sparking with every tender touch.
“Farfallina,” he rasps.
“I’m okay,” I say, wanting to erase his worry.
My voice is soft, barely audible with the booming gunfire around us.
I’m only dimly aware that the violence continues. In my little haven with Massimo, nothing can touch me.
Chapter 35
Massimo
“Get the doctor!” I bark at Carmen.
“I will as soon as we survive this,” she snaps back, but her voice is tight with worry. “I’ll get you a gun.”
“A gun won’t save her!” My shout is ragged with desperation.
I can’t fight my way out of this. Killing the men threatening Evelyn won’t matter.
Because she’s dying.
Her long lashes flutter, and her peridot eyes lose their sparkle.
I cup her cheek in my hand.
“Eyes on me,dolcezza.” My good girl always obeys my commands. “Stay with me.”
“I will,” she whispers, staring at nothing. “I’ll stay with you, Massimo.”
“Promise me.”
“I promise.” She mouths the words, but no sound comes out.
“Good girl.” I kiss her forehead.
She releases a shuddering sigh, and her slender body goes limp. Her eyes are closed, her lovely face still and serene.
