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I don’t know how long we remain in bed, exhausting each other in the darkness of the night. I lose count of the minutes and positions we try until the second orgasm starts to tremble on the tips of my toes. Matteo's labored breathing and taut muscles reveal his own approaching climax, but I know he’s waiting for me. He wants to give me all the pleasure he can, even if my body can barely handle it.

“Yes, baby, come on, do it for Daddy,” he whispers into my ear as I start to tremble and writhe under him. “I wanna come with you, baby, yes, like that, yes.”

His fingers keep rubbing me, his thrusts losing pace and steadiness, and as I squeeze him and bite back the scream of pleasure following my orgasm, Matteo shudders and pushes deeper, throbbing inside of me. Goddamnit, it feels good.

I slump onto the bed, struggling to catch my breath, barely feeling my own body through the haze of euphoria. Matteo rolls onto his side, not sliding out of me, and I hum in satisfaction, following his arms and pushing closer. There’s something about feeling him inside and all around me that puts me into a primal state of peace and contentment.

“You are so good and obedient, baby. Thank you,” Matteo murmurs, pressing a kiss into my ear, and I giggle from the ticklish sensation and let out a satisfied sigh.

“You know I like it.” I turn my head as far as I can to look at him. “I want to be good for you, Daddy.”

“Oh, Liss.” He gathers me in his arms, pressing blind kisses to the side of my face, and I laugh, feeling the happiness grow in my chest like a balloon, and snuggle closer to him.

“Is this your way of saying that you love me?”

Matteo chuckles and nuzzles my hair. “One of many.”

I smile and close my eyes, relaxing in his embrace. For the first time in many years, I don’t feel the urge to run away and search for something. I feel peaceful and content here, and the future finally looks bright for me.

“I love you too.”

Chapter 17 - Matteo

I send the last message with a loud tap and lean back in the chair, stretching my arms above my head. “Alright, I’m done for the evening.”

“Are you?” Georgiy absentmindedly hums through the speakers, focused on his own tasks.

“Yeah.” I sit up straight, glancing at the clock, and Dolce immediately perks up and walks over for a pet. “I have to pick up Romeo too.”

“Ah, sure.” Even though I can’t see him, I imagine Georgiy nodding a few times, tearing his gaze away from the screens. “Well, a big day, huh? Good luck there, man. Let me know later how everything went.”

I huff, unable to control a small smile tugging at the corner of my lips, and get up. “As if you won’t hear everything from your own sources.”

Georgiy lets out a short laugh. “Fair enough. But it’s not as fun. I want to know the details!”

“To tell Natalia?” I shake my head, but the excitement growing in my chest is too strong to wipe the smile off my face. No matter how much he complains about her sometimes, I know they’re each other’s best friends nevertheless.

“I’m not an old woman to gossip behind your back.” But Georgiy is laughing too, and I chuckle, happy to share my joy with a good friend.

“I don’t mind sharing with her,” I say, leaning over the desk and checking the latest updates before reaching for my phone. “I have to go, though. See you later.”

“Later!”

With that, I finally walk to the door, checking my pockets and feeling light on my feet. God, it’s such a beautiful day. Everything is gonna work out, right? Dolce runs after me, wagging his tail, and I stop by the front door to scratch behind his ear and chuckle when he gives me a happy smile. That’s a good boy!

The gentle melody of wind chimes greets me on the front porch, and I feel something in my heart respond with a sweetly tight sensation. Liss hung them by the door a few weeks ago, telling me about the spiritual protection and good mood that the wind chimes bring, and while I don’t believe in this stuff too much, I kind of like them. Their melody reminds me of Liss and how much has changed since she moved into our house and into our life.

It’s been four months since the whole situation with Giovanni happened and Liss and I became an official couple—and these four months have been nothing but blissful. Every day, I wake up next to Liss, holding her in my arms and bathing in the warmth of her presence, and it fills my days with love, meaning, and desire to care for her.

It’s incredible how different our dynamic is compared to my life with Sienna—and yet, it works even better. Sienna was only a few months younger than me, calm and independent, and when we were together it always felt as if we were best friends rather than lovers. With Liss, I feel her inner strength and confidence—but she doesn’t shy away from relying on me either. She allows me to take care of her and guide her at times, and I can’t explain why, but it makes me feel so loved and happy.

Since the first days of our relationship, I knew she was perfect for me, and the feeling hasn’t changed at all; in fact, it has only become stronger.

Half an hour later, I arrive at the parking lot of a big gym in the heart of the Messina territories. It’s the main training facility for our recruits where they go through all kinds of combat and firearm training. We want to make sure that the members of the clan know what they’re doing when they go into a battle. We’ve lost too many lives to inexperience and rush.

I walk to the entrance of the gym, waving a hand at Hector who’s finally free from the responsibilities of being Max’s nanny and is now taking up his usual position as a leader of offensive forces. He must be waiting for some of the recruits to join his patrol for the evening, but I don’t linger to have small talk. I have my own trainee to pick up.

“Next time you counterattack, remember to use your legs. Don’t be afraid to move around—your figure is more suitable for evading and striking from behind.” Paolo keeps talking, walking down the stairs to the entrance, and Liss nods with a concentrated frown on her face.

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