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Two weeks in Sicily. No responsibilities. No attachments. Then Y/N meets Alessio Vitale. He’s older, tattooed, ridiculously attractive, and exactly the kind of man a vacation fling was invented for. Their chemistry is instant, his jealousy is addictive, and the way he looks at her makes leaving Italy increasingly difficult. There’s just one problem. Y/N doesn’t know who Alessio really is. She doesn’t notice the guns. The whispered Italian. The men who won’t meet his eyes. Or how quickly Alessio’s casual interest in an American tourist is becoming something far more possessive. Y/N thinks she’s having a summer fling. Alessio thinks he’s found something worth keeping.