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37 Foreplay

Marco's POV

She probably doesn’t realize how much her tear-streaked face, when she sat up earlier, hurt me.

I know there’s nothing going on between her and Joseph, but just knowing that Joseph likes her is enough to drive me insane.

David texted me in the afternoon, telling me not to push Harper away. But what could I do? I’m the eldest son of the Moretti family, poised to become the king of the underworld, yet I can't seem to win the one woman I want.

As she focused on drying my hair, she had no idea I could see her reflection in the side mirror. Most of the time, I’ve received looks of expectation, fear, hatred, and disgust, but never one like this—gentle and attentive.

She'll never know how her cool fingertips, carrying warm air as they brushed against my scalp, sent shivers down my spine.

I could feel my breathing getting heavier.

Marco, you can’t scare her again.

So I got up and placed a blanket in the middle of the bed. “You should go wash up.”

“Are you seriously going to sleep
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