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Because this time, they didn’t just stalk the beauty.

This time, they woke the fucking beast.

Chapter 15

Amanda

My headache is gone.

Mostly.

But my whole body feels sore.

Stiff.

Bruised.

I don't say that aloud.

Because I know Alessio.

And if he hears even one complaint, he'll blame himself.

Which is completely ridiculous.

I mean, the man literally saved my life.

Saved.

Me.

Like some dark-haired superhero in jeans and tattoos.

Honestly, if someone had told me ten years ago I'd be rescued by the love of my life after a giant light fixture tried to crush me to death, I'd have laughed in their face.

And yet.

Here we are.

I still can't stop replaying it.

The sound of metal and glass crashing onto the stage floor.

Alessio’s voice screaming my name.

His body hitting mine.

The way he wrapped himself around me.

Shielding me.

Protecting me.

Loving me.

Because that's what it was.

Love.