Forever.

Tied to me through our child.

“Look into her if you want,” I say. “Her last name is O’Conners, but I doubt you’ll find much. She said she was a waitress and her landlord kicked her out of her apartment when she lost her job.”

“At least we’ll find out if she exists.”

“Right.” I stride to the elevator.

“Should I come with you? In case you need backup?”

“No.” I don’t think Aurora will be waiting for me with a gun.

Theo huffs, but he doesn’t follow me.

“Aurora?” I call when I enter my apartment.

Where is she? I look into the living room, then check the kitchen. She’s not there. I head to my room. When I open the door, I freeze on the spot.

Aurora is sleeping, her face peaceful and just perfect. Like an angel.

In my bed. Right where she belongs.

She’s real. I refuse to believe anything else.

CHAPTER21

Aurora

When I open my eyes,the first thing I see is Luca’s face. He’s sitting in the chair across from the bed, watching me.

“Hey,” he says softly, a smile spreading across his lips.

“Hey.” I smile back, pushing myself up. “Sorry. I fell asleep in your bed.”

“Why are you sorry? I like you in my bed.” He gets up and stalks toward me. “We can always continue where we left off. If you like me as much as I like you, there’s no reason for us to hold back. But I have to warn you. I’m not a good guy.”

“Why do you think that? If you weren’t a good guy, I wouldn’t be here.”

He sits on the bed next to me. “The things that I do... I killed many people, Aurora. That’s what I’m saying.”

“How many?” My voice is almost a whisper.

He shrugs. “Who knows at this point?”

“Were they bad people?”

“If you wonder if they were in the mafia, like me, then yes. I’ll understand if you don’t want to stay with me. You don’t have to be afraid to tell me the truth. I can handle it. I can find you an apartment where you’ll be safe.”

I stare deep into his eyes and at the turmoil evident in them. Accepting his offer would be the best thing to do, wouldn’t it? I wouldn’t live with him. I’d just be under his protection, and that would mean I’d be able to slip away.

But when I look at him, I can’t stop thinking about us and our future. Luca isn’t the monster he thinks he is. My baby needs its father. I have a feeling Luca will love and care for our child more than anything in the world.

And it’s not just about our baby. There’s definitely something between us. We should explore that connection. Let it bloom. If Luca loves me, he won’t hurt me, even if he finds out the truth.

But am I really willing to bet my life on that?

“I think it’s best for our baby if we stay together. I mean, you’re right. We like each other,” I say.