“It’s been less than three days since I last held her, tasted her, and I miss her as if she’s a part of me.
Because she is.
I’m tempted to say fuck it and just go to her tonight. Let Celeste handle the event. That’s what I pay her for, isn’t it?
I reach for my cell to text Alecia when my office line rings.
“Salvatore,” I answer briskly.
“Ciao,” my cousin Gianna says in my ear, but I can hear an edge in her voice, with just that one word.
“What’s wrong, bella?”
“I need you here, Dom.”
“You do this every three months like clockwork, Gianna. I can’t just pack up and come to Italy. I have a business here. A life.”
“Marco has been robbing us blind.”
I sit forward in my chair, frowning, sure I’ve heard her wrong.
“Mi scusi?”
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