The fucking earth shifts beneath us as I come undone. Tipping, throwing me off the edge and into oblivion. I never want to stop falling. Like this, or for him.
Stars explode behind my eyes.
Showering down through radiant skies, through my entire body.
Adriano joins me as I bite down on his shoulder to keep from shattering the windows with a scream, his growling breaths hot on my neck as he empties himself into me.
It’s the most alluring thing I’ve ever felt in my life.
This, every single thing about our sex, about our touch, abouteverythinghe does to me is absolutely entrancing.
We fall back to the bed a moment later, covered in our sex, glistening with sweet sweat.
My head flops back on his shoulder. Completely devastated.
I’m starfished out on the sheets, staring up at nothing.
“So, how’s being Mrs. Diamante working out so far?”
“I’ll let you know when I can think straight again.”
“Hm. I don’t think I can let that happen,” he kisses my cheek, my neck, my shoulder.
“Keeping me dizzy with lust and distracted with sex, huh?”
“Consider it my full-time job.”
“Then you definitely deserve a raise.”
“Give me about ten minutes…”
We lay there, in our new home, our bed. All bought with my money.
When we ran, we sought out places we might go without extradition. Places that we could blend in, where it wouldn’t seem out of place for a young rich couple to settle down.
And when I remembered that my grandmother used to live in Andorra…
The Pyrenees mountains were a perfect fit.
Especially since everywhere we once called home was compromised. Unsafe. There’s no way to tell where Dom might have remnants, anyone still loyal to him.
Not to mention that in the wake of his arrest, a power vacuum has caused massive upheaval in the underworld, worldwide. All of Adri’s underground sources, the ones that Dom didn’t burn, kill, or ostracize during his months in power, have given us a clear picture of what the scene looks like.
It’s officially out and well-known now that the Diamante empire is over, or at least has an empty throne for the time being.
Opportunists are coming out of the woodwork from the sound of things.
It’s pure chaos.
The elders of the families are in lockdown. They’ve doubled down on their legitimate holdings, focusing on those businesses to keep themselves and their immediate family members afloat. All while the various federal agencies around the globe crack down on organized crime, crushing any group they can.
Snuffing them out.
The only thing I was able to leave as a token for Adriano’s people, is a cold trail. I sabotaged the computers at the office and destroyed the archives. They’ll never find the hidden Diamante books, the holdings.
They seized most of Adriano’s accounts, various enterprises.
More than enough for them to think they’ve got the lion’s share of our organization hostage. If they only knew just how far our reach was.