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Chapter 32

ONCE WE WERE INSIDE, I gaped at Pablo like a fish as he proceeded to explain everything to me about the guy he’d just killed and about his plan.

“Whoa, that’s a lot to take in,” I said.

“I know. I wish I could’ve told you, but I thought Giacomo would find you, and I couldn’t let that happen. Ricky still almost got through.” He shook his head.

“Yeah, it looks like something went wrong with the new alarm system. It was supposed to detect any movement in the trees around the house, even animals. But it didn’t. I guess everyone was in a rush because of Christmas, so they didn’t do a good job.”

“Why were you outside anyway?” he asked.

“Gianni and Sofia were restless and fussy, so Stella thought some fresh air would help.”

“I’m just glad you’re okay.”

“I’m glad you’re okay too.” I caught his hands, squeezing his fingers.

Lorenzo ran into the room, his hair messy. “Pablo, have you seen that woman?”

“What woman?” Pablo furrowed his brow.

“The one that was with me at the club? She’s disappeared.”

“No, I haven’t.”

Lorenzo pressed his lips into an angry line. “Shit.”

“What’s going on?” I asked.

“Pablo’s plan worked,” Lorenzo said. “The women are free, the cops are looking for Benjamin, and there’s so much evidence against him that the whole world will be searching for him. But there was a woman at the club, and she’s not with the other women or dead. I need to find her.”

“Does that mean we’re finally safe?” I tilted my head at him.

“Yeah, we are.” He flashed me a quick smile. “But I gotta go.”

“Um, okay,” I said as he rushed away.

“Claudia,” Pablo said as his eyes bored into mine. “I realized something. I don’t care about money and power. You taught me that there are far more important things. Family. Love.”

A smile tugged at my lips.

“I love you,” he said.

“I love you too!” I threw myself into his arms, my lips crashing against his.

Was it really true?

Had this day finally come?

The day I’d be happy.

“We should go somewhere more private,” Pablo said between kisses, his hands going to my bottom and squeezing.

“Yeah, we should.” I let him tug me with him to the guest room, which was the closest.

We just couldn’t get enough of each other as we tore at each other’s clothes until we were both naked.

Pablo spun me around, pressing himself against me, and I braced myself on the wall. His lips brushed my shoulder, and then he left a trail of hot kisses down my back as he kneaded my breasts and pinched my nipples.

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