Page 105 of Veiled Amor

She nuzzled into his chest again.

It felt right.

Like no time at all had derailed them from a life that wasmeantto be theirs.

He knew this deep in his fucking gut.

“You are plenty romantic for me, Giancarlo Mercado.”

“Then tell me,” he urged, squeezing her butt.

At that, there was a heavy thud on the metal doors. “If you’re done in there, I gotta get to work,” an amused Preacher called through.

“Take your time, I’m in no rush,” followed Snake.

Lucia chuckled, burying her red face in his shirt. He cupped the side of her head, kissed her lightly, then made sure she looked put together before he let his brothers see her, “C’mon,amor, before the assholes bust in.”

She clung to his hand, and before he could unlock the door, she tugged on his fingers, he turned to see love on her face. “I love you, Giancarlo. I’ve loved you for what feels like my entire adult life.”

“Yeah?” He grinned slowly from one side of his mouth, feeling Herculean with her confession.

“Only man I’ve ever loved.”

He didn’t want to think about Santiago, not when they’d been in their perfect bubble for weeks, so he didn’t. He kissed her lightly, and then opened the door, in time to hear Juicy mouthing off about listening to them fucking.

He aimed a vicious stare toward Juicy. “Don’t embarrass my woman, asshole.”

“Sorry, boss. It slipped out.” The mohawked freak smirked.

“Sí? So did this. Hey, Snake? Remember how Juicy is banging your baby brother?”

Juicy groaned. “Ah, man, you didn’t have to do me dirty like that.”

“I need to freshen up,” she whispered to him. Capone waited by his bike.

His eyes tracked her like a stalker when she strode out of the club a few minutes later, all hips swaying, tits lightly bouncing, and her smile just for him.

“Was that a big secret what you said about Snake’s brother and Juicy?”

“Nah, but Juicy doesn’t brag that he’s dating Bale because Snake hasn’t gotten used to it yet, he’s still deciding if he wants to scalp the prospect.”

“Oh,” she grinned, smacking his stomach, “that was mean of you, Giancarlo.”

“He made my woman blush. Only I get to do that.”

She hummed, and he got her on the back of his bike.

“Are you hungry?”

“I could eat.”

“Let’s get my woman fed then.”

She immediately jumped in at the shop and wanted to help. It was as if she’d known the manager all her life because they were bouncing ideas between them within the hour. Capone sat with a smirk, watching her, loving her in a way he’d never allowed himself to feel before.

He was wide open for that woman.

Having lived alongside his grief for years and buried his love for the one woman he couldn’t have, he now had his priorities straight.

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