You Will Be Mine(82)

Luca, seeing my reaction, pulled me to him and started nibbling on my ear. “Dimmi che mi ami.”

Oh God, how does he do that? “Stop it, Luca.”

“Ti amo di piu’ che della mia vita.”

I think I may have stopped breathing. I think my brain had lost any and all ability needed to string a coherent sentence together.

“Sposarmi il mio amore.” Grabbing both of my arms, Luca brushed his nose against my neck. Just how he knew I liked it.

“Luca I—”

“Marry me, amore mio. Make me the happiest man in the universe, and be my wife. Let me take care of you and love you how I know you need to be loved. How you deserve to be loved. You are my life. I couldn’t possible exist without you.”

I could feel the tears brimming as I closed my eyes. My head was spinning so much that the only thought that came to me instantly was Trudy. The story of her one and only true love was swirling around in my head like a tornado. Her words seem to batter down upon me like a ton of bricks. “He was looking at you like you were the only woman in the world who ever existed. I knew then he was never going to let you go.”

A small croaking sound seemed to tear away from me when I didn’t want it to. I was overcome—overwhelmed by the force of it all.

“Yes.”

Pulling me from his arms, Luca burned his eyes into mine. “What?”

A single tear escaped my eye, and Luca was there straight away to wipe it away. I knew then he would always be there to wipe away all of my tears. He just completed me.

Finding it hard to focus on him with my blurry eyes, I said, “Yes, I’ll marry you.”

Grinning like a silly twat, Luca pulled me into his arms and spun me around. “You’ll be my wife? You’ll actually marry me?”

Laughing hard, I shouted, “Yes, now put me down!”

“I knew speaking to you in Italian would do it.”

I shook my head. “You are a right prick, do you know that?”

Luca smacked my bum and growled at me. “You can’t talk to me like that now. I’m your husband.”

Turning off the tap and getting in, I glared at him. “Not yet you’re not.”

Luca joined me, sliding in all excitedly and pulled me onto his lap. “I’m your husband because I fucking tell you I am.”

Laughing and shaking my head, I pushed at him. “It didn’t take you too long to go from sweet and sexy to a commanding little shite now, did it?”

Luca stroked my face and kissed me. “You love it when I go all commanding on you. No matter what, you always put up with it—despite your complaints. You get me, Clara, and that’s why I know for a fact that you’re the woman of my dreams.”

Laying my head on Luca’s shoulder, I sighed my contentment. He was right of course. He always was in an annoying way. Luca was the man of my dreams, and I couldn’t wait to become Mrs. Belatoni.





Smiling like Cheshire cats, Luca and I eventually made it out into the big, wide world. Luca needed to make some business calls, and I needed to do some admin in the office. We reluctantly pulled away from one another and were waltzing into my office when something caught my eye.

Looking up to the next floor, I found Belinda and Tony coming out of her room. She smiled at him seductively and stroked his face. Tony, in turn, pushed her up against the wall and kissed her.

Not wanting to spy on their tender moment any further, I turned away and walked into my office. I was sitting there for about ten minutes when the one and only Belinda walked in.

Silly grin. Check.

Flushed cheeks. Check.

Glassy eyes. Check.

Just-been-royally-fucked look. Check and double check.

“Belinda, how are you this morning? Do I really need to ask?” Strolling in, Belinda sat down on the chair and regally crossed her legs with a smile. “That good, ha?”

Belinda giggled. “That good.”

“You know, when I teased you about sleeping with him, I didn’t actually literally mean for you to sleep with him.” I shook my head with a smile.

“I couldn’t help myself. He was so just so damn cute and gentle with me last night. He speaks highly of you, and I love anyone who does that. Having him cradle me in his strong arms was too much to resist.”

I slinked back in my chair and sighed. “You know this is going to cause problems for you.” I saw her shocked expression and waved my hands in front of me. “I’m not talking about me. Don’t get too flustered. I mean for you and Tony.”

She bit her lip. “How did you know?”

“Know what?”

“That he would get possessive quickly?”

I smiled knowingly. “I didn’t. It was just a guess. So I take it you’ve already had this conversation.”