"I'm here, cara mio," I whisper, stroking a hand down her long, dark hair. I'm completely aware of the guns now pointing at us from nearby guards and I tighten my arms around her. "No one is going to make you do anything you don't want." My accusing gaze Moves over to Matthais Volkanov who steps forward, his face lined with fury."What the hell are you doing here?" he demands. "Get your hands off my daughter."Trish turns in my arms, but still stays pressed against me."It's over, Volkanov," I tell him."The only one who's going to marry your daughter is me. I'm taking her away from here, making her my wife and we're going to raise our baby together."A couple of shocked gasps fill the air after I reveal she's pregnant, but I really don't care. "Don't you touch my daughter," he warns in a low voice."A little late for that," Roberto mumbles dryly beside me and Volkanov turns a deep shade of angry crimson. He looks ready to blow and the more I think about this situation, the more ridic
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