Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 22968 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 115(@200wpm)___ 92(@250wpm)___ 77(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22968 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 115(@200wpm)___ 92(@250wpm)___ 77(@300wpm)
Getting up, I catch Reese’s eyes. She looks transfixed, but she doesn’t seem frightened. A loyal daughter of the dark. I don’t take my eyes off her. I can’t. She looks so fuckin’ beautiful. It feels like someone kicked me right in the gut.
“Take care of the other two,” I tell Ciaran.
“Where the fuck you goin’?” he asks.
“I’m getting her out of here.”
Reese’s eyes go wide. “The fuck you are.” She runs.
She’s fast. There were no reports about her being a track star. She would be another boring princess, I’d thought. The way she fucked that night should have made me think differently. She doesn’t make it far before I have my arms wrapped around her. Reese screams, which is stupid because there is no one there to help her. She isn’t under anyone’s protection here but mine.
“Get the fuck off me,” she screams, her long legs trying to kick me as her nails dig into my skin, leaving the same marks she did that night six months ago.
“Calm the fuck down and I will.”
“I’m pretty calm, considering I just watched you light a man on fuckin’ fire. I’m not fuckin’ dying like that. I’ve heard stories about you from my father.”
I feel the rage in me when she mentions Ferreri. “Yes, well, your father should know about monsters since he created me.”
She stops struggling, her voice barely a whisper. “What does my father have to do with you? I thought you worked for Rossi. He and my father aren’t friends.”
“They used to be. Had a falling out about thirty years ago. Listen, just calm down and I’ll tell you what you want to know, but if you keep going on like this, you’re not gonna like the man I turn into. I’m warning you, principessa, don’t fuckin’ test me.”
“Why should I believe you?”
I chuckle. The girl has fire… “You probably shouldn’t, but at this moment, you’ve really got no other choice. Besides, I just burned a fucker to a crisp for trying to mess with you. If that doesn’t show devotion, I don’t know what does.”
“Was that some sort of mafia courting thing? Like, hey women, I want you to watch me prove myself by burning some fucker alive for you.”
I shove her up against the wall and drape my body over hers, my cock now rock hard pressed to her back, letting her feel just how excited all this is making me. “I don’t court, I fuck, and based on my sharp fuckin’ memory, you like the way I fuck. No, fuck that. You crave it. I bet if I touched your pussy right now, you would be fucking dripping for me.”
Chapter Five
REESE
Enzo sucks the air out of the hallway. I can’t breathe with his body pressed against mine. Just being near him makes my brain disappear, and my lady bits are taking charge. He’s right; I want him. He’s this massive beast of a man dominating my body with such sheer force, it scares the living shit out of me and excites me simultaneously. I’ve replayed that night in my head repeatedly on a loop. It won’t shut off. I sometimes wonder what would have happened if I stayed instead of sneaking off like a coward.
“I can smell how turned on you are. You’re soaked, aren’t you, princess?”
“No,” I lie.
Enzo’s laugh echoes down the dark hallway. “Liar.”
I push against him, trying to get him off me so I can just think, but he is an immovable force. “Why are you so big?”
He wags his eyebrows, a sexy smirk tilting the right side of his lips. “Last I checked, you liked how big I was. Screamed for it, if I remember correctly.”
“Yes, well, that was before I found out you were a fuckin’ psycho.”
Enzo’s amiable smile disappears in a flash. Something more sinister takes over his face. “You’ve been living with one your entire life, Reese Ferreri. Don’t pretend you don’t have the blood of a bigger monster running in your veins. At least you want my cock in you.”
My hand shoots out, slapping his face. His words aren’t a lie, but hearing him say it so easily shatters something inside me. Enzo snarls, his forearm pressing down on my throat, not enough to do serious damage but a warning he could cut my airway with no effort at any moment. I should be scared, but my treacherous body is so turned on. “If you want to hit me, you can do it in the bedroom, unless you want me to fuck you right here in the hallway and have everyone see your pretty pussy on display.”
“You’re a fuckin’ asshole.”
“Still doesn’t change the fact you want my cock buried deep in your cunt.” He pushes back, grabbing my arm and dragging me down the hallway. “Let’s go.”
“Where are we going?”