He kidnapped me because my brother got two of his men killed.
Chicago calls him a monster. I call him Matteo.
Matteo Vitelli backs me into walls and onto silk sheets with the same lethal calm.
Touches me like I’m the only softness he allows himself.
He says I’m temporary.
But he holds me like I’m forever.
He swears he doesn’t believe in love.
Then he looks at me like it’s already too late.
We burn through every boundary. Every warning. Every rule he built to survive.
And I let him fall.
Because I’ve been lying from the beginning.
I worked for the same network that destroyed his men.
The one thing that makes every kiss a betrayal.
When Matteo finds out I knew all along, and he will, he won’t just break my heart.
He’ll remind me exactly why Chicago fears his name.

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