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Twenty-Nine: Friends.
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Natalia’s POV:I jerked and bucked against their hold, my heart hammering against my chest but they wouldn't budge. Instinctively, I sank my teeth into the palm of their hand against my mouth.A stifled moan.“Christ!” The familiar strangled voice had me stiffening. “I’m not here to hurt you, I just need to speak with you.”The hell?“Please, promise you won't shout when I release you. Just nod, if you agree.”I stopped struggling, nodding slowly, and the hands holding me captive dropped as I turned around to face my captor. “Vittoria? “What is this madness? Do you enjoy sneaking up on people?”“I’m sorry,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper. “I just needed to talk to you for a bit without drawing attention to us,” she explained further, eyes searching the hallways behind me. And as if my brain finally caught up. “The secret note,” I said slowly as I remembered the bold words on the piece of paper:WE CAN HELP GET YOU AND YOUR SISTER OUT ALL WE NEED IS YOUR COOPERATION. EXPEC
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Natalia's POV:“What the fuck are you doing here?” I hissed, marching over to him.Carlo pushed off the wall, closing the distance between us in two long strides. The proximity had a shiver running down my spine. “What was that attitude about?”My brows furrowed at the sudden change of topic as I tried to understand his question. “What—Oh…” Realization dawned on me. “You know, it's good you brought it up. Why didn't you tell me Luca has been found or was this your plan all along? To have me in your bed?” “I don't have to play silly games to get what I want, piccolina. With or without Luca, I would have. I see how you shiver at the mere sight of me.” His hand reached out, tucking a stray strand of hair behind my ear and my stomach flipped. “I know how much you crave my touch.”“That’s… that's not true!” I stepped away from his touch as if I’d been burned. “I want nothing to do with you!”“Could have fooled me.” A grin, sinister but calm swept his cheeks. I swear he only smiled when he
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