Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 28268 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 141(@200wpm)___ 113(@250wpm)___ 94(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 28268 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 141(@200wpm)___ 113(@250wpm)___ 94(@300wpm)
My father calls just as she reaches for the handle of the door. “Son of a bitch.” I accidentally accepted it as a video call while trying to keep her from jumping out.
I slam the door shut and grab her wrists with one hand. With my tie, I bind her hands together. It’s tight, but not enough to leave marks. “What the fuck is going on, Gio?”
“Just dealing with a little problem,” I answer.
“That’s not what the meeting was for. We’re not taking hostages, Gio.”
“What?” I snarl.
“What are you doing with one of Moreno’s daughters?” Hell, no. This fucking girl who has my balls ready to explode, desire burning from every ounce of my body, is the spawn of my enemy? No way.
“Dad, I’ll call you back.” I turn to appraise my little captive, suddenly looking petrified.
“Oh shit.”
“Oh shit is a good fucking response.” She flinches. “Did you think you’d get something out of me, Cupcake?” I should open the fucking door, toss her out on the road, and let a semi come and make her roadkill. Still, I instantly nix that idea because I can’t even tighten the fucking tie on her hands just in case it leaves marks.
Chapter Four
Patty
Oh, shit. I’m staring at the most attractive man, yet he looks like he’s about to open the car door again and toss me out into oncoming traffic. I have no idea who he is, but he’s obviously extremely dangerous, and he knows who I am, which isn’t good. Nothing is good when you’re the daughter of an infamous mob boss with enemies around the world and an empire that’s crumbling because you can’t stop your habits or control your temper.
I should have let my father’s new guard help me. Perhaps he’s an undercover Fed or something, because coming to my godfather was foolish. He was dealing with Detective Sanchez, and from the expression on their faces, I knew I was in trouble.
He wasn’t going to help me any more than my mother was when she said that I was getting married this evening. I couldn’t go back with that asshole detective, so if this beast wants to kill me, it’s better than marrying that monster they were throwing me at. I know exactly who the man is and how dangerous he is. My father is petrified of him and gladly offered me up to the man. Although we haven’t met, I hear he’s handsome, but his looks must be deceiving because he is sick and twisted.
I’d been out of options, and then I ran straight into my fake husband. Our little phony marital spat had been so heated that I needed to break free before I gave in to the dark intention in his gorgeous eyes and came on the sofa in front of him and the doctor. How was that even possible?
My life was on the verge of ending, and all I could do was lust after this man. Heat pooled in my belly; cravings filled my senses. It’s hard to pretend you’re angry when all you want to do is climb his body and demand he do what he promises.
Now, all those lustful thoughts should be gone, but they’re still filling my brain, even when he’s looking at me like he might rip my head off. “Explain to me why I shouldn’t kill you and dump your body somewhere.”
I bite my bottom lip, watching his eyes focus on my mouth. “Because I don’t know who you are, so we can pretend you don’t know my last name and go our separate ways.”
He shakes his head. “That’s not going to happen. You followed me for some reason.”
I jerk my head back and stare at him like he’s lost it. “I didn’t follow you anywhere. You chased me. I was trying to get away, if you remember correctly.” It’s a fact, and I refuse to be tricked into believing otherwise. My family is full of games they play, forcing me into behaving a certain way, manipulating me until I submit and be a good girl, but not today. This won’t happen here.
“Why?”
“Because you’re not the only one who hates my father.”
He forcefully grabs hold of my chin. “Why there? Why were you at the same place I was supposed to be?”
“I’m not telling you anything else. You’re just going to kill me, and I don’t know anything about you.” I try to yank my head away, but his grip is too strong.
He leans in, dark eyes staring at me intently. “I’m Giovanni Barone, and just two days ago, your father tried to wipe out my entire family.” I gasp, and I immediately feel faint. No wonder he wants to toss me in front of a moving vehicle. Sexual attraction isn’t shit when I’ve got to pay for the sins of my family, and they have a city full of them.