The Unwanted Wife (Unwanted #1)(74)

He finally seemed to run out of words, taking in a deep breath of air and exhaling it shakily. His eyes searched hers desperately but she kept her expression neutral, despite the joy bubbling up inside of her. This vulnerable and naked passion was what she’d been waiting for. He’d finally bared his soul for her, and it was almost blindingly beautiful.

“So you want our marriage to last forever?” she asked after a long silence.

“Yes.”

“And you love our baby?”

“Yes, of course.”

“And you love me?” Her voice shook a bit at the enormity of that realization.

“God, yes!”

“Good.”

“Just good?” he asked in disbelief.

“Well, what else do you want from me?” she asked innocently, and he growled. She laughed at the feral sound before reaching up her free hand to cup his tense jaw. “Sandro, you gorgeous idiot…I never stopped loving you. I just got much better at hiding it from you. I was too afraid of being hurt again.”


“I’ll never hurt you again,” he promised vehemently.

“Don’t make promises you can’t keep, Alessandro,” she warned.

“Okay, I’ll try my best not to inadvertently hurt you again,” he rephrased carefully, and she smiled, the old affectionate smile that she used to shower him with in the beginning of their marriage. She heard Sandro’s breath catch at the sight.

“Much better,” she approved, and he growled again. This time the sound was more a sexy purr than a warning. He swept both her and Lily up in a fierce hug, but when Lily made a high-pitched sound of protest, he let them go reluctantly.

“I love you with all my heart, Theresa, and I want to marry you,” he said huskily, and she started.

“I love you too, Sandro, but the last time I checked, we were already married.”

“I want to give you the wedding you should have had, cara. I want to say my vows again and mean them with all my heart.”

“You don’t have to do that, Sandro.” She shook her head. “I know you love me. You don’t have to prove anything to me.”

“I don’t have to do it, Theresa, but I want to do it. I want my family there to see me marry the woman who holds my heart in her hands. Please marry me again, Theresa, and make me the happiest man in the world.”

She wound an arm around his neck and dragged his head down for a long kiss.

“Yes. With my entire heart, yes, Sandro.”