Savage Intent (Kingdom of Sin #2) Read Online Jordan Marie

Categories Genre: Contemporary, Dark, Mafia Tags Authors: Series: Kingdom of Sin Series by Jordan Marie
Advertisement1

Total pages in book: 88
Estimated words: 82332 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 412(@200wpm)___ 329(@250wpm)___ 274(@300wpm)
<<<<374755565758596777>88
Advertisement2


Antonio laughs, as does Victorio—reminding me that he’s still there watching.

I jump into the shower to hide, although I doubt that will do much good. The doors are glass with a partially tiled wall. At least I can stand behind it for cover—if I squat.

I hate to admit it, but I'm starting to enjoy being around the big asshole. I love the way he handles things, the way he smiles, and just how he is. I love everything about him.

Fuck.

I love him.

I admitted it before, but now I allow the weight of it to sink in, settling within me. It's scary, but it feels right. I'm where I'm supposed to be. I peek around the corner, smiling as I take in his muscular ass. This part of him—just as with most of his body—is covered with intricate tattoos. It starts as a family tree, with the trunk moving up his leg and the branches moving along his body to encompass not only his ass but most of his back and front.

There are names interwoven into the branches. I'm not sure, but I think the names are of people he’s lost, and maybe ones he cares about. I came to that conclusion because there are branches inked around to his chest, over his heart. That’s where I saw the name Salvatore DeLuca. I know that's his father. I've heard of him before.

I wonder idly what it would be like to have a father you loved so much you wanted the permanent reminder on your body—the one I have is definitely not my choice. I have noticed the face of an older woman woven over one of the branches. I haven't asked him who that is. I just haven't worked up the nerve yet.

Antonio's talking brings me out of my thoughts.

"Just have them go back upstairs. We will have the wedding up there. I'm going to enjoy having my woman again before we make an appearance.”

“You got it.”

“Oh, have Emilia find her a dress. Have someone bring it down and leave it in my office."

"Antonio!" I yell, forgetting I'm naked and now sopping wet as I jump out of the shower.

He turns to me, looking me over. "What?"

"You cannot tell Victorio that we had sex and are going to be doing it again."

He frowns. His forehead crinkles up as he stares at me. "Why on earth not? It's the truth."

"I know, but that's private."

"Babe, you screamed and begged the entire time I was fucking you. I don't think he would've bought it if I told him we were running late because you wanted to take a nap." The smile playing on his lips does it. I can't stop the words. I snap my mouth shut as I pinch the bridge of my nose until I can calm myself. "You're such an asshole. I have to be completely insane to be in love with you."

He turns to face me. "You love me?"

"I did. I don't think I do now. How can I love someone who doesn't care if I'm naked when he talks to his employees and openly discusses us having sex with them?"

"I think you like it."

"I don't," I deny.

"Then why are you naked, arguing with me while Victorio is watching?" His eyebrows rise in question as he does a poor job of hiding his smirk. Actually, I don’t think he’s trying at all. He has no shame.

I feel the blood drain from my face as I glance at the screen to see Victorio laughing.

"Oh my God," I yell, jumping back into the shower.

"Lina, do you have a dress in that stuff that you bought when you went out with Emilia?"

How can he just go on with a conversation like that didn't just happen?

“Does a dress matter if half the guests have already seen me naked? Fuck it. We can just have a nude wedding day,” I growl, letting my temper go.

I glance over to see the smirk on his face. He doesn't give a shit.

Damn it.

"I have a dress," I tell him quickly before we end up keeping to my smartass idea. "I'm wearing clothes, and so are you. I'm not like you. I'd rather not let any other women see what you're packing. They might try to take my place."

“That will never happen. My ring goes on your finger, baby.”

“Antonio—”

“And you are the only woman who gets my dick. Besides, trust me when I tell you I don’t want anyone else’s sweet cunt but yours.”

"If we get married, and you cheat on me, your dick will get cut off your body," I tell him, feigning sweetness as I smile ruefully at him.

"Is that so?"

"I'm a mafia princess. Don't test me."

"You aren't that, Lina."

"I'm not?"

"No, you're the motherfucking queen—my queen."

"Not yet."

"Come out from behind that wall so I can have what belongs to me."


Advertisement3

<<<<374755565758596777>88

Advertisement4