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chose to interpret his words. For a moment, he debated with himself, knowing the risk he was taking. Once he gave Alessandro his word, there wouldn’t be any way he could take it back.  
    It was a huge risk, but if there was something he had learned since his wife had disappeared, it was how much power love could wield over a person.
    Making his decision, Domenico looked at his brother. “I’m not threatening you. Rather, I’m offering you a deal.”
    “A deal?” Alessandro fought to keep his wariness in check. Making deals up front wasn’t something Domenico was known for. His oldest brother tended to be a manipulative bastard, one who liked to pull everyone’s strings without anyone knowing it, not even the person whose limbs were under his control.
    Domenico clasped his hands behind his back. “ Yes. A deal. I want you to find a woman you can fuck regularly – just one woman, be able to fuck her every day for thirty days, and upon finding that woman, if you still want to kill everyone who throws insults at us, I give you my word. You will not have to defend me again.”
    Only a moment of silence followed before his younger brother said disbelievingly, “You’re serious? You just want me to fuck someone for thirty days straight—”
    “One woman, ” Domenico emphasized.
    “And that’s it?” Alessandro’s eyebrows shot up. “You’ll go back to being normal if I do that?”
    “I have given you my word, haven’t I?”
    Alessandro slowly shook his head. “What the hell is this about, Domenico?”
    The fact that you have to ask only means I have done the right thing , Domenico thought.  
    “My reasons for it are immaterial.” Domenico started for the door, saying over his shoulder, “Just let me know when you’ve found her and we’ll start counting the days.”

PRESENT TIME

    Don’t smile, don’t smile, DON’T SMILE…
    But those maddeningly perfect lips still curved, and Kassia Summers’ heart sank as all the girls in her class released an audible sigh. She didn’t blame them for swooning over the smile. It was perfect. However, she did blame the professor.  
    Wasn’t he supposed to be hers?
    “ That is exactly the answer I’m looking for, Ms. Creswell,” Alessandro Moretti said with an approving nod.
    “Thank you, Professor. So glad to help.”
    Kassia’s teeth gnashed as she watched Natalie Creswell take a seat and made a show of crossing her legs. Kassia didn’t have to be in front to know that those crossing legs were sure to have revealed more than a flash of the girl’s underwear. The thought had her sneaking a look at the professor, but he had already turned to face the screen and pressed a button on the remote to show a new slide to the class.  
    “Everyone, consider this next set of conjugations.” He faced the class again, and for a moment the professor’s eyes met Kassia’s.
    Her breath caught.
    His handsome face was still unreadable, but even so, she couldn’t help hoping that he would give her a sign. Any sign would do, she just needed to know that he felt the same way she did—
    Natalie raised her hand. “I have a question, Professor.”
    The professor immediately looked the other girl’s way, and the connection – imagined or not – between him and Kassia was broken.
    He was so unfair.  
    The thought made Kassia want to slump over her desk. How could the professor act so normally? How could his mind not be filled with thoughts of her? How could he look at her and not think of what they had done – how could he look and not want more, the way she did?
    Even now, her mind was crowded with memories, all of them vivid, hot, and forbidden. Even now, without closing her eyes, she could easily remember the professor lowering his head before taking her nipple inside his mouth. Even now, she could remember the tantalizing contrast of his hardness against her softness.   Even now, she could remember the sounds of her pants, his groans—
    “—are you still with