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Cate bent forward, trailing kisses over my torso, careful to avoid my injury. It was still painful, but nothing was going to stop me fucking my wife right now, no matter how bad the pain was.

She rubbed her panty-clad pussy over my bare dick, making me ache with need. I ripped her panties off her.

“Alessio, I don’t have any more panties here with me!”

“I don’t care,” I said in a harsh voice, pushing two fingers into her tight channel and finding her copiously wet for me already. Guiding her hips over me, I eased her onto my rod, groaning as she sank her tightness around me. “Fuck, Cate, you don’t know how much I want you right now.”

I put my hands on her hips and guided her into a delicious rhythm as she bounced up and down on my dick, her breasts jiggling enticingly with each movement she made.

Even though she was on top, that didn’t stop me from driving my hardness up inside her each time she pushed her hips down onto my cock, deepening my invasion of her pussy and my consumption of her. I could never get enough of this woman.

I moved one hand to her back and shoved her forward so that I could capture her tits in my mouth and suck on her hard nipples at the same time I was inside her. I bit down lightly on a rosy nub, making her gasp, before soothing it with my tongue and then transferring my attention to her other nipple.

She was mewling like a kitten now and I used my hands to thrust her down harder on my cock, until she could hold on no longer and came with a small cry, consciously trying to be as quiet as possible given our location in a hospital.

Her spasming channel pushed me over the edge at the same time, making me groan loudly as I spurted my seed deep inside her and coated her insides with my slick cum, continuing to thrust my hips upwards to wring every last drop out of my dick.

“Shhh!” admonished Cate. “The nurses and doctors might come to check if you are alright and they will know exactly what we’re doing if they try the door and find it locked,” exclaimed Cate.

“I don’t care. I’m Consigliere of the Fratellanza, and you’re my wife, which means we can do whatever the hell we want from now on. And the only thing I want right now is you,” I said, as I held her tight and pressed my lips against hers.

EPILOGUE

CATE

After Alessio was discharged from the hospital, it was another month until the situation with the FBI got resolved and we were able to return to the States.

When we first arrived in Italy, I’d longed to be able to return to the States. That last month, however, had turned out to be a sort of belated honeymoon. And during that time, I had finally let my guard down and let myself love Alessio how my heart wanted me to.

One morning, as I got dressed after taking a shower, Alessio came up with a package.

“For you,” he said, handing it to me.

“What is it?” I asked as I opened the well-padded packaging.

“It’s your mom’s and brother’s ashes,” he said quietly. “I know how much you want to scatter their ashes in Italy, just like your mom always wished.”

Tears pricked the back of my eyes as I held the urn in my hands. “Thank you,” I whispered. The fact that he would think to do this when all those other problems were still going on with the FBI really brought home to me how much he loved me.

My father had never made the time to come to Italy to scatter the ashes—he had always put work and money before his family. But I knew now that Alessio wasn’t the same and that I could trust him and let myself love him without fear of the consequences.

Later that day, I scattered the ashes at sunset with Alessio at my side. I chose to do it at the villa’s private beach. It was a serene place, and I thought that my mom and brother would like being by the sea.

“My mom and brother can finally be at peace,” I murmured.

Alessio held me against his chest as we watched the sun dip behind the horizon. “And hopefully you can be too.”

I understood now that Alessio was trying to help me move on in my life and get past the bad stuff that had happened—and that he was doing it because he cared about me.

I looked up at the man I loved. “Nothing will ever bring back my mom or brother. But it’s time to put those bad memories away and instead focus on my good memories of them.” And listening to the gentle waves lapping at the shore, I felt contentment for the first time in a long while.

ALESSIO

Before we returned back to the States, Anni and Lorenzo came over to Italy for a week, bringing with them their own children, Clara and Clemente, as well as Danio and Debi.

Marco and I were eternally grateful to our cousin for looking after our younger brother and sister while we’d been forced to lay low in Italy. You couldn’t trust many people in this world, but Lorenzo was like a brother to us.

On our last night in Italy, we all dined together in one of our favorite restaurants in Positano.

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