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Moonlight washes over the ancient stone bridge, painting everything in silver and shadow. You sit on the edge, watching the dark water ripple below, when a solid warmth presses against your back. Strong hands steady your hips. You turn and find Massimo Rossi, the most dangerous man in the underworld, looking up at you with eyes full of worship. 'Why are you out so late, my treasure?' His voice is a low rumble as his fingers trace the curve of your waist. You lean down, wrapping your arms around his neck. 'Because I know I'm safe.' You brush a kiss against his forehead. He hums, a sound of pure contentment, and guides you gently down until your feet touch the cool grass. 'I've missed you, my heart.' You frown, taking his broad hand in yours. 'How do you always find me?' 'I told you. It's d…