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 nodded. “I don’t know how he got past the gate. I don’t know how he was able to get close.”
She broke down and sobbed. “I hate him,” Harper said. “I hate him so fucking much.”
Enzo held her as she finally gave in to the feelings that surrounded her when it came to her father. There was no love left inside her for that monster. She hated him so badly.
She had done nothing but be born a girl.
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Enzo had seen what happened. He got the alert that his gate was being tampered with. He saw Bradley Taylor. He also saw what the bastard did. How he pushed his way into his home, and then slapped Harper, treating her like shit.
It’s why he’d been able to arrive home so soon. He hadn’t waited around. He intended to get home to deal with that piece of shit. When he arrived, Bradley was gone, and Harper was covered with frozen bags of peas. Seeing her bruised cheek and split lip enraged him.
Kent had confirmed her pregnancy. Bradley could have seriously hurt Harper and put her at risk of losing his child.
He didn’t want to leave Harper alone, so he spent lunch with her. Then, he had her curled up against him to watch a movie. She talked him through making dinner, as they seemed to have a lot of fun when they did that. Harper was actually a pretty good teacher. She told him exactly what to do, and providing he followed her instructions, it always worked. It was a genius method.
After dinner, they took a long bath together, and he made love to her for several hours, exhausting her until she fell asleep.
Enzo was wide awake. He waited for Harper to fall asleep, and when she was in deep sleep, he slowly moved off the bed. Each movement he took, he waited to see if it would wake her. When it didn’t, he left the bed, grabbed his clothes, and made his way out of the room. The security at the gate had already been changed.
Stepping out of his home, he got into his car, drove down the long driveway, and opened the gate. He waited until the gate was closed before taking off.
Bradley Taylor was at one of the brothels owned by the Villa Mafia. He sent out the alert that he was to be made aware of where Bradley was. He had no intention of killing him, but he was going to send a message for Bradley to be in no confusion about.
The journey took him forty minutes, and the woman who ran the brothel for them was waiting at the door, smoking a cigarette. She gave him the key, and told him the girl he was with was aware, and she could sneak out. He was in agreement.
The women that worked for the mafia worked freaking hard, and they provided a lucrative income. They asked them to stay clean, keep it on the books, and not betray them. In turn, they got paid for their services and were also protected. No one hurt the Villa Mafia whores and got away with it.
Enzo, himself had taken care of a few clients who thought they were well within their rights to hurt their women. They soon learned they had to be gentlemen and were not allowed to use their fists.
Finding the door, he opened it and stepped inside. The woman on the bed was completely naked, but she nodded her head and slid out from underneath Bradley, who was fast asleep. She didn’t even look back to the bed, just grabbed her clothes and quickly rushed out.
He closed the door and flicked the lock into place.
There was a small en-suite bathroom, and Enzo made his way into the bathroom and filled up a mug of water. He made sure it was icy cold, and before that, he’d already put on a pair of brass knuckles. When he hit Bradley, he wanted to leave a mark. He wanted this bastard to look in the mirror every single day and realize his mistakes.
Stepping toward Bradley, he saw the other man looked so happy and peaceful. All Enzo saw was the split lip and the bruise on her cheek, as well as the tears in Harper’s eyes, and he tossed the water into Bradley’s face, waking him up. Before he even had the chance to come around, he brought the cup across the man’s face, making him cry out. He wasn’t too gentle either, as the cup broke. Letting go of the handle, he wrapped his fingers around Bradley’s neck and tossed him across the room.
He was going to have to pay for all the damages to the room, but he had a feeling it was going to be totally worth it just to hurt this son of a bitch.