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4 Years Later
"Papá!" Graziella wriggled out of my arms and ran on her tiny feet straight to Luciano. He swept her up easily, pulling her into his broad chest.
"How's my angel doing?" he asked, kissing her cheek, earning a sweet giggle in return.
"I missed you, Papá," she murmured, snuggling into his neck.
Luciano walked over to me and pressed a kiss to my lips.
"I missed you, Gem," he whispered against my ear, the huskiness in his voice sending a shiver down my spine.
It's been four years, and I don't think I'll ever stop reacting to him this way.
"You look tired. Come, I made dinner. And where's Alfonso?" I asked, glancing behind him and realizing our son wasn't with him.
"Russo has him."
I nodded and led him to the dining room.
While I finished eating, Luciano was still distracted, too busy admiring and playing with his daughter to focus on his food.
I remember four years ago when he was so possessive and insecure, telling me he wasn't ready for kids because he feared they'd steal all my attention.
Ironically, it's him who can't seem to get enough of them now.
"Sometimes I think you're married to Graziella and not me," I muttered, crossing my arms.
He smirked, looking amused. "I can't believe you're jealous of your own daughter, Gemma."
I glared at him. "I'm her mother, Luciano. You were mine before you became hers."
His eyes darkened instantly, smoldering with that familiar lust. I bit my bottom lip and lowered my voice seductively.
"I'll see you later in the red room... Daddy."
He growled low in his throat. "Gem, you'll regret this."
I smiled smugly and left him and Graziella behind.
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"Mamá!" Alfonso's voice snapped my attention from the television.
He ran into the room and jumped into my lap, wrapping his arms around me.
"There's my baby," I smiled, kissing his cheek. "How was your day?"
"I had fun with Uncle Russo, Mamá!" he beamed, full of excitement.
"Tesoro," Russo walked in and reached for a hug.
"Hi, Russo. Thanks for looking after him."
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