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Instead of listening to my dick, I use my brain this time.

When we've finished in the bathroom, I take her hand and lead us back to bed. She's exhausted and barely able to keep her eyes open. Climbing in, she pulls me to cuddle in behind her. I've never been much for cuddling, but with Gia, it feels natural.

I place a gentle kiss to the back of her head and quietly whisper,"Buonanotte dolcezza."

CHAPTER28

FABRIZIO

I wake earlythe next morning to find Gia lying right next to me with a faint smile on her face as she sleeps. She has a glow about her that I’ve never noticed before, and seeing her like this, in my bed, beside me, first thing in the morning…well, it makes me a happy bastard. I quickly reach down and place a swift kiss on her cheek, hoping to slide out of bed and get ready for the day without waking her.

As soon as I begin to move, I hear a soft groan.

“It's early,dolcezza. Go back to sleep.” I place another kiss on her head this time and make my way to the ensuite. I stop in the doorway and turn to see that Gia has turned to face the opposite direction and gone back to sleep.

I’m not looking forward to my meeting with Luca. I don't know why, but my gut is telling me something is off, and I don't like it.

Forty minutes later, I’m sitting in my office drinking my early morning coffee, reading through some emails, when there’s a knock at the door.

“Si accomodi,Luca.”Come in.

“Boss.” Luca takes a seat in one of the chairs opposite mine, and sets a manila folder he was carrying down on my desk.

“So, what’d you find?”

“Still trying to find out about that SUV. I’ve tried license plates, VIN numbers – everything’s coming up blank.”

“So, what's the folder for, then?”

“Well...” He clears his throat. “I did more digging into Gia’s dad, and found that the day Gia was born is the same day James and Mary Roberts were born.”

I stare at him for a moment, making sure I heard him right. “What?”

“There’s no trace of Mary or James Roberts anywhere until the day Gia was born.”

“What do you mean, there was no trace of them? There has to be. People don’t just appear out of thin air.”

“I’ve checked multiple times and there’s nothing. There is no trace of either one of her parents until Gia was born twenty-six years ago.”

“How is this only now coming to light, Luca?” I ask, pissed that I hadn’t known before now. Before she started getting under my skin.

“I’m sorry, boss, but when I looked into Gia and her parents, I had no reason to believe they weren’t who they said they were. Their background checks came back clean. Nothing, not even a parking ticket. I didn’t feel there was any reason to dig deeper, so I didn’t.”

From everything that we’ve been able to dig up on Gia, along with everything she told me herself, she seemed to have had a great childhood with loving parents. Unless she’s been lying this whole time and really did have a hand in helping Gallo.

Have I really been that naïve?

Just thinking that she could be lying to me not only makes my body hot with rage, it also floods it with an emotion I haven’t felt since I was a child.

Hurt.

Shoving that emotion down because I don’t have time to focus on it right now, I refocus because I need to get to the bottom of this, and soon.

"Keep digging. See if there's anything else you can find and let me know as soon as you do. Does anyone else know about this?"

“Just Marco, sir. He was there when I discovered it.”

“Okay, but not a word to anyone else,capisce?”

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