Bound By The Past (Born in Blood Mafia Chronicles Book 7)

the box. It spilled onto the ground in soft waves, revealing a bloodstain.
Ines made a choked sound. For a moment, we were

were at fault, not her. When she finally raised her eyes and looked at Pietro, he sucked in a sharp breath. The anguish

the last few months had been tiring. But Zita had prepared a three-course dinner for us and took over watching Anna while Dante and I enjoyed our meal

doctor myself.
Shock and acute pain crossed Valentina’s face as she backed

It’s a good thing that love’s infinite,” I said softly. Dante pulled me even tighter against him and Bea beamed up at him. Leonas and Anna laughed boisterously.
Surrounded by endless love. It couldn’t get any better than that.

Dante’s hold on me tightened. “And I love you, and every day a little more even if it seems impossible.”

I love you,” I said quietly, trying very hard not to cry. Anna had already suffered one moment of mortification today. If I started bawling in front of Luisa without any apparent reason, she’d experience her second.

Dante ran his thumb over my cheek. “I’m not without failure. I’ve made so many mistakes over the years. You and our children aren’t one of them, and every moment of suffering, of pain, of uncertainty was worth it, because it ultimately brought me to this moment.”

I shook my head, laughing but then became serious at the look on Dante’s face.
“Fourteen years, and I’m still waiting for the day when you don’t make me love you a little more every second I spend with you.”

I blinked. “That’s a lot of love over the years,” I got out. “But you started on a very low level.”