Loving the Enemy

Epilogue

1 year and 4 months later, 22nd June, 2 am, Port of Ravenna

Ace POV:

It's been a year and four months.

521 days and 750267 minutes to be exact.

I have counted the days until this exact moment.

The miserable year and months I have waited for a message from my men, telling me that they finally found the women I will one day marry.

Anna Giovanni.

I park the car somewhere further from one of the most important ports in Italy, getting out of the car.

My men have already surrounded the place, so if Anna tries to get by them, they will inform me.

I know she will kill them. They have no chance against her, but it will spare me some time to get to her first.

I walk to the trunk of my jeep. Opening the duffle back I look at the materials I have brought with me.

Daggers, guns with silencers and ropes, because I know she's a feisty one.

If she isn't willing to get in my car herself, then I will have to take some measures.

I start walking to the harbor, slowing down when I near it.

Shipment containers build big walls and a labyrinth. It will be impossible to find her, but I'm not giving up.

I know she is here. And I will find her, and make her mine once again.

After five minutes of walking around, I hear someone call at the other end of the hearing device.

It's Enzo.

"Ace? Ace you hear me?"

"As clear as day."

"I think I saw Vanessa by the ships. And I also saw some of our men. Dead."

I chuckle. "Understood. Try get to her before she gets to you. Understood?"

"I would. If... I didn't lose sight of her."

I let my head fall between my shoulders and let out a laugh.

I sigh and slowly lift my hands in the air.

"Buona sera, cara."

The dagger presses against my throat from behind me as she presses her body against mine.

I don't even have to look to know she's standing on her tip toes.

I feel my dick growing harder, feeling her tits press against me and her beautiful rose scent filling my mind.

God, I have gone crazy.

"Buona sera, bello.", she seductively whispers in my ear.

I put my hands down and turn around, her dagger leaving my neck.

I look down at her delicate form. She is wearing some black shorts and a black crop top. Her hair is a bit shorter, she cut it to her shoulders, her face is as beautiful as I remember, her gorgeous blue eyes and her tasty plump, pink lips.

"I missed you." I gently tell her.

A soft smile makes its way on her face. "I missed you, too, marito." [husband]

The End

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