Total pages in book: 35
Estimated words: 32809 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 164(@200wpm)___ 131(@250wpm)___ 109(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 32809 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 164(@200wpm)___ 131(@250wpm)___ 109(@300wpm)
She had never been inside this room, because he’d been the one to keep this room clean, and dust free. He came inside once a week when he was feeling numb, and when it didn’t hurt.
“My wife was a fucking nightmare, and I hated her guts, but duty demanded I have a wife and continue the Castelli line. Isabella had been chosen for me years ago, when she was nothing more than a teenage girl. That’s how it is, they’re chosen young and their fates are decided. So, I married her, and within that first year, she got pregnant and we had a little boy, Mateo. It would be a couple of years before we had Rosa, my little girl.” He stared at Harper.
“What happened on Halloween?” Harper asked.
“Isabella had told me I wasn’t to be late to her Halloween party. I had business and it ran late. She had mentioned that if I didn’t show up, it was going to cost me. I turned up late, because I had to do what I had to do, and when I entered, I found my parents, as well as hers, facedown in their food. She had poisoned them. All four of them. As for our children, she had taken them out to the pool ... and ... they couldn’t swim. Mateo tried to save his sister, and my wife just watched them flail and beg their mommy to stop.” Enzo stopped. He had watched the footage. He looked over at Harper and saw the tears falling down her cheeks.
“She did it to punish me. She hated me every bit as much as I hated her.”
“Where is she?” Harper asked.
Enzo smiled. “Dead. I choked the life out of her. She didn’t think I was going to do it, but I stared in her eyes and I ended her, just as she ended the children I loved more than anything.”
Chapter Four
Harper had known he had a wife and kids, and that he lost them, but she didn’t realize what happened. She also knew he had parents that had died, but she had no idea how or why. No one had talked about it.
This was heartbreaking. She couldn’t believe what he’d gone through.
Without thinking, she made her way toward him, and she sank to her knees, threw her arms around him, and hugged him. “I’m so sorry,” she said.
She couldn’t even imagine what that must have been like, to find his parents, his in-laws, and then his children. To have seen the damage his wife had done. She never met the woman, but just on principle for what she had done, she hated her so much. It was good that he killed her. No monster like that deserved to live.
She pressed her face against his neck, and he smelled so good. Harper couldn’t quite put her finger on why he smelled so good, just that he did. She didn’t know why she kissed his neck.
Enzo pulled away, and Harper pulled back. They were still close, and he captured her arms in his grip. He stared at her, and she stared right back at him. Silence fell between them.
Harper felt her heart race, there was no other word for it. She had no idea what was happening right now, or what she should do. His lips looked so inviting.
She didn’t know who moved first, herself or Enzo, but one moment, they were staring at each other, and in the next, they were kissing. This wasn’t a bland kiss either, this was passionate. Like the walls of boss and employee had been shattered as they broke that boundary between them. He held her arms so tightly, and she put her hands on his chest, but not to push him away. She worked them up, circled her hands around his neck, and he teased his tongue across her bottom lip, and she met him, tasting him.
She felt her body heat up, her nipples go incredibly tight, and her pussy slick with arousal. She wanted him badly.
Harper pulled away, because the cold reality set in. This was Enzo Castelli. He was a mafia boss, a freaking Capo, and that meant he had responsibilities. They hadn’t made him marry yet, but he would need to provide heirs. He’d need a woman by his side with good family and good standing. She was none of those things.
This was a nightmare.
She pulled away, got to her feet, and rushed out of the room. Her lips were swollen, and she tried to make her escape but didn’t get far.
Enzo stopped her, grabbing her arms, pressing them up above her head, and then his lips were back on hers. She melted against him, and she wanted to tell him to stop, but it was like her body had other ideas, as she relished the kiss. This was passion.