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“I know your family is Catholic-“

“No,” I cut her off while I quickly scrub the dirt from my knees and elbows, “I can’t take that because I’m already pregnant.”

“The boys have kept you pretty sheltered, but that’s not how it works.”

“I’m not fucking stupid,” I snicker back from inside the shower to look at her, “I know how it works. Check the trash. I just found out this morning.”

Ava is bent over the trash can as I am stepping out of the shower. I wrap the towel around my body while I watch her hand reach into the trash. When she stands, she is holding my positive test.

Chapter Twenty-Six

DANTE

My face is fucking killing me when I come to. The only thing that hurts more is the burning pain in my shoulders. It takes a moment, but I realize that my arms are bound above my head and my feet are barely dusting the floor.

Opening my eyes, I am met with Lorenzo, Sal, and Luca all sitting in chairs looking back at me. All of them have a murderous glint in their eyes as they stare at me, but it is Lorenzo aimlessly twirling the knife in his lap that has me the most concerned.

I have only heard stories about what he does with that knife down here.

“I brought you into this family,” Sal shifts in his seat, “Into my home. And this is how you fucking repay my generosity?”

The butt of Lorenzo’s knife jams into my gut when I open my mouth to speak, “You don’t get to fucking talk unless we tell you to. Try it again and you’ll be trying without a tongue.”

His knife slices through each piece of my clothing until I am left dangling naked before them. The knife drags down my body stopping at the base of my cock, and Lorenzo presses the tip of the blade into my skin, “Test me, and you’ll be lucky I don’t cut your cock off to get things started.”

Luca stands from his chair and walks behind me, while I can’t see him, I am still more terrified of the man with the knife in front of me. As I should be. Luca merely holds me steady for Lorenzo to use as a punching bag. By the time he stops, his knuckles are bloody. I am splattered with his blood and all my torso is red and already beginning to show the scattered with bruises.

He stops long enough to whisper something to Sal, before returning to me with a firm fist to my gut that momentarily takes my breath away. The moment I can suck in air, another fist hits me leaving me unable to breathe again. Even though it probably only lasts for a few minutes, this process repeats for what feels like hours.

My body is already exhausted, and if it were not for the bindings around my wrists my body would have collapsed to floor by now.

Luca spins me so that my back is to Lorenzo. Something jabs me hard in the kidney, yet again leaving me struggling to suck in air. I am breathless, and unable to cry out, when I feel the knife slide through the skin below my left shoulder blade.

“You want to disgrace our family…,” his words dark and ruthless as the blade of the knife continues slicing through my skin.

I can feel the blood trickling down my back as he continues to carve into me.

“Then this family is going to disgrace you,” his knife presses deep while he carves, and I feel everything slowly going black around me.

A hand slaps hard against my face, and I come to. As I open my eyes, Luca’s hand slaps me again, “Morning, sunshine. Renzo’s not done with you yet.”

My face grimaces and I wince when the blade of the knife immediately pierces my skin again. This time it doesn’t stop. He continues to carve into me, and the pain is nearly unbearable.

“B. O. T. T. I. C. E. L. L.,” Lorenzo’s fingers slowly trace over the knife marks he has left across my back.

The knife stabs deep and I cry out, “Cuore mio,” as he drags it through both my skin and muscle to make the “I”.

VENECIA

“What the fuck, V,” she holds the test out to me, “How the fuck did you get pregnant?”

“You see,” I smirk at her while walking towards the door, “When two people love each other very much.”

“Very funny,” she sarcastically snaps back at me, “You know what I mean. You aren’t even seeing anyone.”

“I’ve been seeing him for a little over a month,” I push past her and walk into my room to get dressed.

“A little over a month ago you were locked away in the woods with Dante,” I watch as her eyes go wide at the realization she just made, “Venecia? Tell me you weren’t stupid enough to fuck your bodyguard.”

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