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‘It is the only solution. I need a wife and an heir. I’ll inform Sebastiano and have him make the necessary arrangements.’

‘No! I haven’t agreed to anything. You can’t make me do this. I’m leaving and you can’t stop me.’

Sienna scooted to the other side of the bed, swinging her legs over the side and pushing herself off, but Rafe was already there, standing in front of her like a storm cloud, angry and potent and thunderous. But the hand he put to her face was gentle and warm, and she trembled into his touch.

‘Leave and I will bring you back. Run and I will catch you. There is no escaping the truth of this, Sienna. You will marry me. You will become my wife.’

She looked up at him, afraid to blink, afraid to breathe, lest she broke this spell he’d somehow woven around her. How long he stood there stroking her face, and how long she allowed him to, she didn’t know.

‘There has to be another way,’ she whispered.

His hand cupping her jaw, he dipped his face to hers and pressed the barest of kisses to her lips. ‘There is no other way.’