“Is that this actually occurring?” I requested, sitting up and holding him as tightly as I might with out hurting him.

“I do know. It feels surreal.” Damiano replied, kissing the highest of my head as we each turned our consideration again to the display screen, simply to verify yet one more time.

Abruptly, a wave of concern crashed over me.

“What if it occurs once more?” I whispered, my voice trembling with the load of my concern. “I can’t – I can’t deal with it once more.”

Damiano’s expression darkened as he cupped my cheeks once more.

“It gained’t occur once more. It’s going to be completely different this time. Not as soon as are you going to depart my sight. Nobody’s ever going to harm you once more. Over my fucking useless physique, do you perceive?” His phrases resonated with such fierce safety that it despatched a shiver down my backbone.

“What if a few of them bought away and are ready to complete the job?” I whispered, the concern of reliving the heartbreak of shedding one other youngster threatening to overwhelm me. I might really feel a panic assault creeping in.

Damiano’s grip on me tightened, and he leaned in, urgent his brow in opposition to mine.

“I gained’t allow them to, Althaia. I promise you as a result of I’ve caught each single one among them. These concerned, and people who knew about it, their buddies, their households—I’ll tear them aside, limb from limb. Nothing will stand in my approach.”

I twiddled my fingers nervously, and Damiano gently took maintain of them and pressed a gentle kiss on every.

“Tonight, the world will burn for you, my Althaia.” Damiano declared, his eyes ablaze with a fierce dedication, burning like a scorching solar.

It was a gaze that exuded intimidation and hazard, but on the identical time, a haunting magnificence as he vowed that each single one chargeable for our struggling would pay. He would go to any lengths to ensure my security.

Our security.

I smiled as his hand gently caressed my abdomen, his contact stuffed with satisfaction and admiration for the life rising inside me.

“I’ll do no matter it takes to guard our child.” Damiano whispered, his eyes nonetheless mounted on my abdomen with an enchantment in his gaze as a gorgeous smile graced his lips.

A sluggish exhale escaped me after I observed the absence of fear in his expression. As an alternative, there was an aura of absolute invincibility and an unmistakable air of hazard that might strike concern into the hearts of anybody who dared to cross our paths.

“My Satan.” I whispered with a gentle smile and a playful gleam danced in his eyes.

“And also you, my love, are The Satan’s Hearth.” He replied, sealing his phrases with a kiss stuffed with guarantees, protectiveness, and an awesome love that left me melting in his embrace.

Simply as we opened the door to step out into the hallway, Antonio and Giovanni snapped their heads in our path. Giovanni, who had been pacing, shortly moved to face in entrance of me alongside Antonio.

“What took so lengthy? What’s occurring? Are you okay?” Giovanni’s questions got here out shortly one after the opposite.

“And also you say you don’t care about me.” I teased him flippantly. His response made it too straightforward for me to let it slide.

“This isn’t the time, Althaia! Inform me!” Giovanni virtually yelled in frustration.

I glanced at Damiano after which again at them.

“You’re going to be uncles.” I introduced with a giant smile, nonetheless discovering it arduous to imagine my very own phrases.

However then, one thing sudden occurred that left me utterly shocked; Giovanni hugged me.

I used to be surprised to the purpose the place my eyes went vast, and my jaw dropped. I shortly snapped out of it and wrapped my arms round him as nicely.

“You actually do care about me.” I sniffed, my eyes tearing up, touched by his concern.

“Sure, simply shut up about it.” He mentioned, however nonetheless hugged me tightly, and I felt his physique ease.

Giovanni stepped away and glanced at Damiano, who was giving him a lethal glare.

“Sorry, Boss, I simply needed to. She’s our Donna.” Giovanni mentioned, giving Damiano a couple of pats on the shoulder as he appeared relieved.

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