Bound by Hatred

I nudged his side. “You are way too cocky.”

Matteo kissed my ear. “Admit it, you love my cockiness.”

“Done.”

“Your declarations of love still make my knees go weak,” he joked.

I’d stand by him and support him as best as I could, because he was mine and I was his

Maybe all this had started as something that had been forced upon me, but today, this life, Matteo, my marriage, were my choices, and I said yes to all of them.

Hearing Matteo say that he loved me set my heart aflame.

“I love you, Gianna. I’ve fucking loved you for a long time.”

. “Yes. There’s no fucking doubt in my mind. I love you, Matteo. I don’t care what that makes me. I don’t care what other people think about me, about us. I don’t even care what Aria and Luca think. All I care about is us.”

“You sure you mean it?” I asked in a teasing voice when she pulled back

“I want to be with you, Matteo. By God, I know I shouldn’t want it, but it doesn’t matter anymore. I’m sick of ignoring my heart. I love you.”

How can love ever be a defeat?” She fell silent, eyes widening.

. “I knew the moment I saw you lying in your own blood that I didn’t want to lose you. I knew it