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I almost want to vomit, but then I realize the situation I find ht instinct takes over No tio, now

I kick the body off own, but it’s no use I scramble off the bed and stare at Marcello for a un back into its holster

“Harper,” Marcello says The indignation is still there even though it’s hidden by a layer of guilt and anguish overyou, wasn’t he?”

“You canore the dead body on the floor

“Fuck …” he growls as he steps closer and grabs

His sweet embrace makes me falter, even if only for ainto a lock A sigh dissolves the panic that had settled in ainst his neat suit for everything I’ve been through But even now, I don’t cry easily

And when I look up at hiaze, he smashes his lips onto mine

It feels like heaven and sin all wrapped into one

Was it ever supposed to feel this good? It alood it feels to have his lips clai him when he just saved me from a fate worse than death?

So for once, I let myself enjoy the moment for what it is, no matter how short it lasts

But then I realized he was the man I ran away from

My lips tear away from his “How are you even here?”

“I went through a hatch in the baseht from the backyard I waited until it was pitch-black and everyone was asleep before I set my plan into motion”

“Plan?”

He had a whole plan to get me back?

I don’t knohy that surprises me, but it does

A quick and dirty grin spreads across his lips briefly “Of course You didn’t think I’d co, did you?”

Enemy

That’s right

The Irish and the Italians are sworn enemies now

And Frank and Molly are dead-set on killing Marcello If they find him here …

“Fuck!” My brain kicks back into action “My mother, Molly, she locked me in here”

“Let’s go,” Marcello says, and he grabs s me toward the

“Where are we going?” I es with the hich obviously doesn’t budge “I already tried She sealed everything shut”