Chapter 11 - HEALING HANDS
"I know," I said, resting my hands against the solid, warm expanse of his chest, right over his beating heart. "But saving lives is who I am. Just like ruling this empire is who you are. We don't have to give up our worlds to be together."
Dominic smiled, a rare, beautiful expression that reached his eyes. He leaned down, pressing his lips softly to mine. "Then you'll save lives by day, and you'll come home to me at night."
"That sounds like a fair deal, Mr. Rossi."
The eviction notice, the empty bank accounts, the desperate fear that had driven me to this estate—it all felt like a lifetime ago. I had walked into a fortress to treat a dying monster, and instead, I found a man fiercely fiercely loyal to those he loved. We were an impossible match: a trauma nurse who healed broken things, and a mafia king who broke them. But as Dominic held me against him, the setting sun casting long, golden shadows across the room, I knew we were exactly where we were meant to be.
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Rent was no longer an issue, but the debt of my heart was happily paid in full.
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