Deadly Protector (Kingdom of Sin #4) Read Online Jordan Marie

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Dark, Mafia Tags Authors: Series: Kingdom of Sin Series by Jordan Marie
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Total pages in book: 115
Estimated words: 110824 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 554(@200wpm)___ 443(@250wpm)___ 369(@300wpm)
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“Victor...” I beg, feeling proof of how excited I am coating not only my pussy, but along my thighs. I’m pretty sure that I could orgasm if all he did was hold his hand against my pussy right now and order me to come.

“Control it until we’re alone, Kitten. We’re being watched,” he advises.

“I’m going to make you pay for that. You wound me up on purpose.”

“I wanted him to smell how much you wanted me and know it would never be for him.”

“You what?” I squeak.

In response, he slaps my ass and then pulls out a chair for me. I give him a bitchy look but sit down. He leans down and places a kiss on my bare shoulder. “Love you, Gia.”

Just like that, my anger is gone. I figure he knows that, too. The big dummy.

Sam clears his throat and I force myself to look at him. He’s sitting there with an eyebrow raised. I give him a dirty look and stick my tongue out.

Victor laughs and Sam gives a tired sigh.

“Why are we doing this again?” I ask to no one in particular.

“What?” Sam asks.

“This formal dinner. You had your staff lay out a dress for me to wear. Who does that?”

“You could have worn anything you wanted,” Sam says defensively. “But we always eat like this here—even when it’s just me.”

“You can’t be serious.”

“Of course I am.”

“You eat at this big table all by yourself?”

Sam shrugs.

“That’s just sad and just another reason you should have known your grand scheme would have never worked,” I huff.

“What do you mean?” he asks. I look up at Victor to see what he’s thinking, but he’s just grinning at me. When our gazes meet, he winks at me. I blink. He’s happy? I thought he wanted to kill Sam. I may never understand men. I shake my head and turn my attention back to Sam.

“You really are an idiot, brother dear,” I mock.

Victor laughs out loud at that. His head is thrown back and he just lets it go in a way that I’ve never seen before, but realize I want to see more of it. A lot more.

“You’re really enjoying this, aren’t you?” Sam complains to Victor.

“Yeah,” Victor confirms. “Almost as much as knowing you could hear Gia screaming for more of my cock last night so loud that it echoed all through this mausoleum of a house you live in.”

“Victor! I did not!” I cry, completely mortified. If I could somehow make the ground swallow me up right now, I’d be happy.

“I’m afraid you did, Angie. My staff is still talking about it.”

“You’re lying,” I pant, struggling for breath as I look up at Sam in disbelief.

“Afraid not,” he says, making Victor laugh again. I decide I don’t want to hear him ever laugh again and proceed to kick him under the table. Sadly, that doesn’t seem to faze him.

“Don’t we have important matters to discuss like this whole fake wedding so Victor and I can return home? I miss my house and very informal dining room.”

“Angie, you don’t have a dining room. Hell, you don’t even have a table. You have a breakfast bar and still eat while sitting on the couch.”

I look at Sam and smile. “Exactly.”

I feel Victor’s gaze on me and brave a look. All I see is approval. It makes my heart squeeze in my chest. This man is going to kill me.

“Speaking of the wedding. I think if we’re going this far to prove that you are under the DeLuca family, you need to move to my house when we return home. Don’t worry, I don’t have a formal dining room either, Kitten.”

I curl up my nose in dislike. “Um… Victor, you live in an open loft downtown. Only the bathroom is closed off.”

“So?” he asks, not understanding me at all.

“I hate your place. I’m not living there.”

“We could always go back to my original plan,” Sam states cheerfully. “You can marry me and live here.”

“Fuck no,” Victor growls.

“I’d rather die,” I snipe.

“Well, that seems a little dramatic,” Sam pouts.

“I don’t agree,” I huff.

Victor reaches over and squeezes my hand, grinning like an idiot. I roll my eyes.

“We’ll house shop when we get back to Florida. We have to anyway because I’ll be moving into my new position in the family. I’ll want a place closer to the office building.”

I stare at him. “House shop?”

“Of course. That way, you can find a house you like.”

“I don’t need to like where you live, Victor.”

“We’ll be living together,” he reminds me.

“Okay, but shouldn’t you like your house, too? That means your needs for a place should come first.”

“Kitten, if we’re in bed together every night, I will love it.”

I shouldn’t be swayed so easily, but I’m just too joyful to do anything other than grin at him like a loon. Still, I need to be cautions. “Are you sure it’s not too soon for us to live together?”


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