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“Agnella, Roberto, Alexandria, and our baby—four people who will always hold a special place in my heart and yours. I’m glad they’re at peace and no longer in pain. Four names that I will never forget,” I stated. Valentino was staring at me, still confused by what I was doing. “We deserve to be at peace too. There’s a reason why we’re still here. I’m done with crying my life away and calling things unfair because I’m doing nothing but wasting the life they never got to have. Let’s not waste it anymore.”

He leaned up to peer into my eyes before nodding his head. “I’ve been waiting for you to realize your worth to the world for as long as I’ve known you. I’m proud of you, Anastasia.”

“I love you,” I whispered.

“I love you most.”

Anastasia

Seven months later

“Iam really going to miss you guys,” I told Orabella and her big baby bump.

She was going to name her baby boy Andrea, and I wished I could witness it all. That day after she was shot, she learned she was pregnant. It hurt to think about how we could’ve experienced everything at the same time, but Valentino helped me let that hurt go.

Her recovery was very fast. She was able to walk again in less than a month, seeing as the bullet didn’t hit anything too major. Orabella was quick to forgive Valentino, and the same for Vincenzo.

Orabella placed one last small bag into the trunk of the car. It was the last day I would be seeing her. She didn’t want to stay in the lifestyle Valentino and Vincenzo were born in, which I understood. I only wished I didn’t have to miss so much with her gone.

“We will make sure to visit at every possible chance.” Orabella smiled. My shoulders fell as I looked at her. It was really going to be lonely without her there.

“You ready?” Vincenzo asked her, coming up and wrapping his arm around her.

“Yes,” she gushed as he pressed his lips against her cheek.

I looked over at Valentino, who was watching them from a distance. I wondered if he was wishing the same thing I had been wishing, that it were us.

“See you soon,” I told them before taking a few steps back.

Orabella waved happily before getting into the car with Vincenzo following behind her. With a frown, I watched as the car started up and they drove off down the road.

I watched them until the car disappeared from my sight. My shoulders fell before I turned on my heel and headed over to Valentino. He opened his arms out for me, leaving me to smile as I walked into them.

“Are you going to miss them?” I murmured against his chest.

“Of course I will, but I am glad you are still here with me,” he answered. I pulled away from the hug to place a small peck on his lips.

“I’m ready to try for another baby,” I said.

He furrowed his brows in confusion before grabbing my hand and placing a kiss on the backside of it.

“Are you sure?” he asked.

Nodding my head, I gave him a small smile. It was time for our happiness. I’ve wanted a baby since I lost ours, but I knew I wasn’t ready. It had been months since the whole thing occurred, and now I knew I was finally ready.

“Well, let’s not waste any more time,” he said suggestively.

He led me into the house, where he opened the door to one of the guest bedrooms and pushed me in. A smirk quickly appeared on my face as I jumped into his arms with my legs wrapped around his waist. His lips were quick to meet mine and we battled for dominance. He won and slammed me against the wall rather harshly as his hand climbed up to my neck.

His hand began pinching my left nipple through my shirt while his other hand was inside my skirt and grabbing at my ass. The hand inside my skirt took hold of the waistband of my thong and began to pull it down. He always knew exactly what to do, which is why sex with him was always a bliss.

I slipped off my top and dropped it on the floor. Then, I took his hand and put it back on my breast. I heard him let out a small groan when he discovered I had no bra. I smiled at his reaction as his hands continued to push down my thong until it was completely off.

Next to come off was my miniskirt that he threw somewhere in the room. His left hand was now alternately mashing my breasts and pinching and pulling my nipples. Meanwhile, his other hand had pushed inside of me as he began to drive in and out. My body was on fire while one finger entered me and the others just massaged my clit. I reached down and found his crotch, where I felt his bulge straining against his pants. I held it as best as I could and rubbed it, feeling it getting bigger.

“Baby,” he groaned.

I got down on my knees and quickly undid his slacks and pushed them down. His erection was long and thick, just perfectly in front of me underneath his boxers. He grabbed my hair and kept my face level with his cock. I pushed down his boxers and bit my lip at the sight of him.

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