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Instead, I replayed in my mind the previous night with Niccolo.

Every kiss…

Every orgasm…

Every time he made me smile with one of his witty comments.

I was surprised to feel an ache in my heart now that he was gone.

I tried to shake it off.

After all, there were another nine million euros at stake…

And it had essentially been just a one-night stand.

An astoundinglygreatone-night stand, yes…

But a one-night stand nonetheless.

Although…

Maybe if I was lucky…

I could turn it into atwo-night stand.

…alright…

…I’ll admit it…

That was just me being flippant.

The truth was, I’d lost my virginity to him in the absolute best experience of my entire life…

And I was still trying to navigate my emotions.

There was a part of me that yearned for his touch…

That felt like I’d shared something so intimate and intense with him…

Something so overwhelmingly pleasurable…

That I would remember it for the rest of my life.

Which made it all the more horrible that I was returning to Italy…

To try and kill him.

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The entire helicopter ride back to the airport, I thought about Sofia.

Her smiles of amusement, which she gave so infrequently that they felt like a hard-won reward…

Her amazing intellect…

Her gorgeous body…

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