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You killed for her. What about that?

It’s all about the story. Her disgusting ex messing with her later could have become a problem. He could have asked about me.

What if Matteo gets her and asks about you?

Chiara is still staring at me.

“He’s dead. I killed him. You’ll never have to see him again.”

There.

I said it.

She gasps and covers her mouth with her hand, her eyes bulging. Maybe she didn’t expect me to say that, after all.

“What?” she whispers. “How?”

“I slit his throat, but don’t worry. No one will find his body.”

“Where?”

“Behind the restaurant. I baited him to come there.”

“How?” she breathes out.

“I offered him you.”

She blinks at me. “What did he do to you?”

Nothing, but he did it to you, Chiara. He did it to you.

The car in front of us finally moves, and I grip the wheel. Filippo is still Chiara’s ex, and I’m her husband. His disappearance will put me in the spotlight anyway. It was a stupid thing to do and a big risk, but I was too furious to think things through.

And I still would’ve killed him.

Because fuck that asshole. Chiara has a new monster now, and it’s me.

CHAPTER 26

Chiara

I can’t takemy eyes off Adriano. He’s telling me that he killed Filippo, but my brain can’t process it. Not too long ago, Filippo was just there, grinning at me. And now...

Is he really dead? Adriano’s face is serious and pensive. He’s gripping the steering wheel tightly enough that his knuckles are white. I don’t think he’s playing some sick and twisted game with me right now.

Filippo is dead.

But I still don’t know why Adriano killed him.

“So you knew him? Was he in the mafia too?” I ask because I have to know.

“No.”

“No? Not in the mafia and—”

“I didn’t know him.” His gaze briefly meets mine.

“Then why did you kill him?”