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I smile at his stupidity. “Or, what?”

“Or I’m making a visit to House of Valentino.”

What?

My blood runs cold.

“And your blonde… Olivia Reynolds… will pay for your stupidity on the end of my knife.” He laughs out loud. “I’m going to chop her up into tiny pieces and fry her bones.” He laughs again, a sick and twisted sound. It echoes through my brain, causing a shock wave through my system.

Then… the phone goes dead.

Chapter 28

ENRICO

Anger surges throughout my body and I turn to my men. “Kill him.” I squeeze the phone in my hand so hard, I’m certain it will break. “Kill anyone who stands in your way. I want him dead. I want them all fucking dead!” I growl. I turn and storm to the cars. I jump into the driver’s seat and the men scramble behind me to keep up.

Getting home to Olivia just became my only priority. He threatened her. He’s already killed an innocent woman.

He knows where she works.

I start the car as men are still jumping in. I don’t have time for their delays. “Hurry up!” I yell as they scramble around me. I dial Lorenzo’s number on hands-free. My stress levels are at an all-time high.

“Hello.”

“Where’s Olivia?” I snap.

“Asleep in bed.”

“You stand outside her door all night, and you double the security outside the house.”

“W-what’s wrong?” he stammers, sensing the urgency in my voice.

“Lucky Lombardi just demanded I hand over all the brothels or he’ll kill her.”

He pauses for a moment. “He brought your family into this?” This is unheard of, this isn’t how we operate. Women and children have always been safe on both sides in every Ferrara war. This time, we’re dealing with a new level of lowlife. “You have my word, Enrico. I’ll guard her with my life.”

“We’re headed to the airport now. See you soon.”

OLIVIA

It’s late and I’m at Bianca’s house, staring at the ceiling from my bed, in complete shock. There’s no chance of me going to sleep anytime soon.

I’m on the pill. How can I be pregnant? Maybe it’s all a big mistake. I should be mortified. I should be freaking out. What I am, is trying to contain my excitement.

A baby.

A part of Rici and a part of me, together in the form of a child.

The most precious gift.

I slowly slide my hand down and rest it over my stomach. A slow-burning excitement begins to chase away the initial shock. This is so unexpected. The timing could be a lot better, but we’re getting married already, so it’s not like it wouldn’t have happened at some stage in the future.

I wonder what Enrico is going to say. I imagine myself telling him and him losing his temper… but I already know that’s not going to happen. He wants children.

He talks about having children often. I smile to myself as excitement begins to bubble from deep inside. I pick up my phone and scroll through to his number.

It’s 4:00 a.m.