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He’d managed to keep Emmanuelle home by insisting on training her himself. When his mother insisted she go abroad, he went with her. He stayed glued to her. It was too late to stop whatever was happening to his brothers in their training, but not what might happen to her.

Stefano had been too strong, too ruthless even as a teenager, to put up with any of the trainers putting their hands on him. He’d earned the reputation of being dangerous before he was fifteen. His brothers were every bit as dangerous as he was now, but it had taken those years away to shape them into the killers hiding behind their handsome faces.

“She belongs to us,” Stefano said. “We’ll look after her, Tav.” It was a concession to his brother, and they both knew Taviano would have defied Stefano’s authority and just done what he thought was right. “I wouldn’t have put her with Lucia and Amo if I hadn’t meant to put her under our direct protection.”

“I know that,” Taviano said. “I’m going to get rid of her clothes and I would appreciate both of you leaving the room.”

“You want me to do that? I have Francesca and I’m not in the least bit looking at her like a woman,” Stefano said. “She’s a child that needs help.”

“I know what she is. Just go.”

Stefano shook his head but didn’t protest. He needed to hear Francesca’s voice, but he couldn’t call her. He’d gotten rid of the burner phone. They never kept them once they reached the airport. There was no talking to her, not even from Franco’s phone. He needed her tonight. The things done to that child. She was a beautiful girl who would forever bear the scars of three sick, very brutal men. Had they not gotten there in time, she would be in the hands of Benito Valdez. The social worker who had contacted them thought she owed them, but in fact, Stefano knew it was the other way around. They would be forever in her debt. Nicoletta was a shadow rider just as Francesca was. She was invaluable to his family. That included the various extended family they had.

It seemed to take forever for Giovanni to get back to their private jet. By that time the girl had awakened and she was very scared. He’d tried to go into the cabin to help Taviano with her, but that only agitated her more. He couldn’t blame her. The gang her uncles had run with had prostitution rings, and it was rumored they were involved in human trafficking. She clearly thought she was being transported to some foreign country where she’d never be heard from again.

Taviano was patient with her, his voice low and gentle as he continually reassured her. He clearly was afraid to leave her alone, afraid of what she might do to herself.

“We’ll need a doctor waiting,” he told Stefano.

“Already done. Emme has already talked to Lucia and Amo and explained things. They’re willing for her to live with them and they’ll share their last name. Emme said Vittorio is working on the papers tonight. We’ll have a new identity for her and a background no one will be able to shake within a few days. Benito Valdez will never find her.”

“He’ll keep looking,” Taviano said, looking down at Nicoletta. She was exotic looking, with thick, luxurious hair and very large, heavily lashed eyes and a generous mouth. She would haunt Valdez. He’d seen her, watched her blossom into a woman. He’d acquired a taste for her, and he would keep looking.

“Let him look. She’ll be safe, Tav. No one will find her in our neighborhood, especially not Benito Valdez.”

That small exchange seemed to comfort Nicoletta. Stefano couldn’t imagine what she was going through. They were perfect strangers to her. She’d seen them emerge from the shadows and kill her uncles. They’d been fast and just as brutal as the gang they’d taken her from, no matter how elegantly they were dressed. She had no idea what they were going to do with her.

“You’ll be all right,” Stefano assured her from the doorway when her gaze jumped to his face. She looked pale and defeated, so bruised it hurt to look at her. “You’re never going to have a normal life, not with what you’ve gone through, but you’ll know love. Lucia and Amo are two of the best people we know. I know you’re afraid, but we’ll see you through this. And we’ll watch over you. That I can promise you.”

CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

Stefano stepped off the elevator into his apartment, exhausted, nearly forty-eight hours without sleep. It had taken time to get Nicoletta settled. The doctor had examined her thoroughly and then sedated her. She would be all right physically given a month or so of resting and healing, but he admitted the emotional scars weren’t going to be so easy to rectify.

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