Page 27 of Mine Again (Mafia Bride #2)

Chapter Twenty-Six

Luca

I check my laptop bag one last time, making sure everything I’ll need for Brazil is packed, then zip it closed.

Leaning back in my chair, I lace my fingers against my lips, eyes fixed on Isa’s sleeping form in the camera feed.

She’s so fucking beautiful like this. Hair spilling across the pillow, lips parted in the softest breath, the world shut out while she dreams. Innocent. Peaceful.

A peace I won’t know until I can lay eyes on her again. Until I can hold her in my arms.

I drink her in like I’ll never get enough, searing every detail into memory. The next few weeks will be hell without seeing her face. I’ve never been more motivated to knock over a job fast.

Pressing a kiss to my fingertips, I touch them to the screen, to her face, imagining the warmth of her skin beneath me.

I love you, Isa.

Be a good girl and behave while I’m gone.

When I return, you’re mine again.