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His head snaps slightly, his jaw flexing, but he doesn’t look at me.“Go back to sleep.”

“I can’t.”My voice is soft but firm.“Neither can you.”

Silence stretches, sharp and brittle.Finally, he exhales, dragging a hand through his hair.“You shouldn’t be part of this.”

I climb out of bed, padding across the floor until I’m standing in front of him.He looks up then, and the darkness in his eyes nearly makes me falter.But I don’t.I lift my hands, cupping his jaw, forcing him to meet me head-on.

“I already am.”

His breath hitches, his fists clenching at his sides.“Andrea...”

“No.”My voice is steady, even as my heart pounds.“Don’t shut me out.Don’t try to protect me with lies.I know what’s at stake.I know the danger.And I choose this.I choose you.”

His eyes close, his forehead pressing to mine.His voice is a rough whisper.“You don’t know what you’re saying.”

“Yes, I do.”My fingers stroke his stubbled cheek.“They already took me once.They already tried to break me.But they failed.And if I sit in this house and hide, then they win.I won’t let them win.I won’t be weak.”

He lets out a low growl, torn between fury and something softer.His hands grip my hips, almost painfully tight, as if he’s holding himself together by sheer will.“If anything happens to you...”His voice cracks.“I’ll tear the world apart.And it still won’t bring you back.”

I swallow hard, pressing my lips to his.“Then don’t let anything happen to me.Keep me safe.That’s all I ask.That’s all I trust.”

His mouth crushes mine in a kiss that’s equal parts desperation and fury.I gasp against him, my body yielding instantly, my heart soaring despite the terror clawing at me.His arms wrap around me, pulling me down onto his lap so that I straddle him, keeping me close like he can fuse me to him.When he finally tears away, his breath is ragged, his eyes wild.

“You’re mine,” he snarls, his voice raw.“No one touches you.No one takes you.I’ll kill them all before they get close.”

I meet his gaze, steady.“Then let me stand at your side.Because if I’m going to be a target, I’d rather be one in your arms than a ghost you remember after I’m gone.”

He groans, burying his face against my neck, his body trembling.For a long moment, neither of us moves, suspended in the truth of what we both know.This is bigger than us, but we’re stronger together than apart.

I wriggle my ass on his erection, and he grips my hips tightly.

“What are you doing?”

“Tomorrow, we go to war.But tonight I want to feel alive,” I reply before sliding off his lap and kneeling between his thighs.I discard the shirt I was wearing, sitting in nothing but a pair of plain black panties.

My hands rub along his inner thighs before going to the button of his jeans.He watches me closely as I lower the zipper before he captures my wrist in one of his hands.

“You don’t...”

“But I want to,” I retort.“I’ve dreamed of this for years.And if tonight is all we have, I think we should do whatever the hell we want.”

I pull my hand from his grasp and pull his cock free of its confines.A sharp breath escapes from him at my touch, drawing a smile from me.I don’t hesitate, wrapping my lips around the red crown, running my tongue along the underside.I taste his precum, salty and sweet.

Stefano spears his hands in my hair, holding me in place as he curses above me.“Fuck.Don’t move.”

I stare at him from beneath my lashes as my tongue continues to dance across every inch of skin it can reach.

“Andrea...Just...”He closes his eyes.“It’s too much and I don’t want to hurt you.”

My teeth scrape against the head of his cock to tease him and he loses control.His hips thrust up as he keeps my head locked in place, fucking my face.

“Jesus,” he mumbles.“So fucking good.”

I suck as much as I can between gagging, loving seeing him lose control.He rips me off his length and spit falls from my lips to my breasts.

“What...”

His hands lift me off the ground, bringing me back to straddle his lap.“I won’t come down your throat,” he says harshly.His fingers grasp the fabric at my crotch, ripping it.“Not while I know this pussy is dripping for me.