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He tilts his head and eyes me up and down before he appears to relent and gives me a firm nod of consent. “Very well.”

I turn toward the door, feeling a rush of triumph.

“Oh, and Shaw?” I turn to face him, only for him to raise his gun and fire off a bullet, the familiar searing pain of heat explodes through the muscles of my shoulder, hitting the bone. “Fuck!”

“That’s for taking my sister in my office,stronzo,” he spits, making me choke in disbelief.

He really is fucking deranged.

THIRTY-NINE

SHAW

Istep into the bedroom and take in my girls.

When we brought them back from the compound, Luca had yet another medical team waiting on hand to check them over.

I helped Emi into the bath and proceeded to climb in myself, fully clothed, while I cradled her to my chest. Her sobs made guilt rack in my body at the thought of Lizzie working with Ravlek to bring us down.

Emi spoke about how they were under the assumption the baby was Aldo’s and that was probably the only reason why she was still alive. I held her tighter at that knowledge, the fear of losing them unbearable. I kissed the top of her head and gently washed away the grime. When I reached the marks around her neck, I swear I felt my veins explode with rage. Her solemn eyes met mine, and I did the only thing I could—I rested my forehead against hers. “I love you so much. You’re everything I never knew I needed. I’ll protect you forever, Red.”

A lone tear slipped from her eye, and I kissed it away from her cheek, refusing to allow any more tears to fall. “You and Eleanor are my everything. You own me, Emi.” I took her hands and placed them over my beating heart. “In blood we’re bound. In trust we live.”

Her eyes shimmered with pride at my acceptance of her life, our life. “Thank you.”

She moans in the bed, breaking me from my thoughts, and I rush toward her, tugging off my t-shirt and joggers that I changed into after showering at Luca’s house.

Climbing into the bed, I tug her toward me and sink against the mattress when her warm body curls into mine and her fingers find my hair as she lazily toys with it.

“Is he gone?”

My heart beats rapidly below her.Will she think any less of me for doing what I’ve done?

“Yes, baby. They’re gone. They both are.”

Her body stills as she processes my words before she places a tender kiss on my chest.

“Thank you.”

I nod against her.

“I love you, Shaw.” I smile into her hair, embracing her scent just as Eleanor stirs in the crib beside us, making us turn to face her.

She suckles her tiny fist into her mouth, and I chuckle watching her. Emi winces as she sits up in bed, and I move to hand her Eleanor, delighting in the soft cooing noise she makes. I place a gentle kiss on her head and hand her over to her mama.

“I love you both.” I smile at Emi, already plotting when we can add to the family.

EPILOGUE

SHAW

Watching my wife breastfeed has got to be the most rewarding display of affection I’ve ever seen. So much so, my cock pays attention every damn time her tit comes out.

Sure, it could have something to do with the fact that on the doctor’s orders I’ve had zero action whatsoever for the past six weeks, but watching her feed Eleanor is like an aphrodisiac for wanting more little ones.

“Can you take her into the nursery?” Emi lifts her head as she tucks her breast back into her top.

I clear my throat and push off the doorframe, adjusting my cock to a more comfortable position as I walk to my wife and daughter. Emi hands me Eleanor, and I smile down at my perfect little girl sleeping so contently.

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