Gia couldn’t have killed Clara. It’s not possible. Gia has to be lying or misunderstanding what happened. I know Gia’s past is dark, but she couldn’t have killed an innocent woman.

“No,” I say.

Tears stream down her pink cheeks. Whatever happened, I can forgive Gia. I love her. I almost lost her to Dante again. I won’t let her go again.

I force my legs forward toward her to show my support. She needs to know there is nothing she can say to make me leave her.

“I remember Clara. She was a beautiful, strong, innocent woman. She loved life, but my father broke her almost instantly. She was so fragile, so naïve that it was easy for him to break her.

“I thought I could help her. So one night after father had gone to bed, I snuck into her room. I couldn’t sneak her out; her body was too broken to run. And I couldn’t lift her on my own. But I could bring her a weapon. I couldn’t kill my father myself, but she could. She just needed the gun.

“So I provided her one. But she was too far gone to keep fighting. She just wanted the pain to end.”

She doesn’t continue, instead, her voice cracks. Clara used the gun to end her life and her suffering. I don’t blame Clara for what she did. I couldn’t rescue her, and she didn’t grow up in the world that Gia did. Clara didn’t have the same fight that Gia has.

Rage and pain hit me again. And I have nothing and no one to take it out on.

“I need revenge.”

“Enrico is gone. He’s already dead.”

I turn, needing to find something to take out my anger on.

She races in front of me. “Take it out on me. I deserve it. I never should have given her the gun in her condition.”

I look away. I can’t look at her. It hurts too much.

She grabs my face and turns me toward her. “Take out your revenge on me.”

“I can’t. The last time we did, one of us almost died.”

She wipes her tears. “It’s worth the risk if it means I have a shot at keeping you.”

She’s right. It’s worth the risk.

She smiles weakly at me and then walks to the bed and lies down offering her body to me.

This room is filled with the darkest of items. Items I could use to destroy her. But it’s not what I want.

I want rough. I want fast. And I want to know if we can find love in the dark. Or if we are meant to wander this world apart.

I grab her body and rip her pants until she is naked.

She moans as I do, but this isn’t about pleasure. This is about releasing my rage.

I flip her over and find her sweet ass. I spank her hard, watching as her flesh turns red. She cries out, but it just sparks my deeper rage.

I hate her for what she did.

I’m not sure I can forgive her.

I’m not sure if I can forgive myself.

Or if the love I felt a minute ago was even really love or just worry.

I spank her again and again, watching the pain spread as I undo my pants. I need to be inside her whether she is ready for me or not. I need to fuck her ass and show her how much pain I’m in.

I push my pants down, and then I push my hard cock against her asshole, and in one movement, I thrust in. She screams in pain but doesn’t try to stop me.

I want to do worse. More spanking. Slam into her body harder. Grab instruments to mark her body.

I settle for slamming hard into her while I slap her ass.

“Conti!” she cries out.

I still. What am I doing?

My rage immediately disappears as she moans my name. She sacrificed herself to save my sister. She’s sacrificing her body now for a chance at love. And I’m repaying her by hurting her after I’ve already done more than enough horrible things to hurt her.

I pull out and flip her over before thrusting my cock back into her.

“I’m so sorry, princess,” I say kissing her lips as hard as I can. Tears sting both of our eyes as we kiss harder. Gia wraps her arms around my neck as I slowly rock in and out.

“I love you,” I whisper against her lips. “I’m so sorry. I’ll never screw up again.”

Gia smiles. “You will, and I’ll forgive you. Just like I’ll screw up as well. I love you."

I smile. I don’t think I’ll ever stop smiling as long as I have her. But right now I need to focus. I have the love of my life to make love to, and I want to rock her world.

She bites her lip as she sees my expression change. “I want to love you forever, Gia.”

“I’ll never stop loving you, Conti.”

I laugh. “But I might stop if you keep calling me by my dad’s name.”

She laughs too, but her laughs quickly change to moans as I take her perky nipple into my mouth and rock against her clit. I know exactly how to play her body. It doesn’t matter we are in the darkest place, where Gia was raped and with the dead body of her rapist a few feet away. We won’t remember any of that after tonight. Because tonight we are reclaiming it as ours.

I never thought I could love again after Clara. Clara was my light, and Gia brings out my dark. I thought I needed to stay firmly in the light, but Gia has taught me that it’s okay to live in the darkness. Because even in the darkness, there is light. And together we can always find our way back out through our love.