Paid in Full (Vitale Brothers, #2)

by Brea Alepoú

“Don’t try and run. I’ll have to kill you, and dick like yours is hard to come by. Stamina included.

“Sorry in advance if he insults you or cuts you. I’ll try to keep it to a minimum.” Wait, cut me? Why would his brother cut me?

Enzo 😂

He was a cowardly little rat that would end up getting his brains bashed in by Silvy if he wasn’t careful.

He really named a hammer

I wanted to pull Ash into my arms, hold him close, and never let him go until the impending weight of panic disappeared.

“Enzo, come on. I think I saw glass cups with the pots the last time we were here,”

Something was changing in me, but I couldn’t place a finger on it. I wanted to pull Ash into my lap, wrap him in my arms, and keep him safe from the outside world. I wanted to protect what was mine.

I’d already corrupted him, I didn’t want him gone. Even if I had just threatened to kill him. I would never. Unless he left me. That’s not unreasonable, right?

I never want to pay him back. I want to be Giancarlo Vitale’s forever.

I was being led around by my balls by a goddamn puppy.

Stop smiling at her. It was an irrational thought, but I was coming to terms with the fact that everything involving Giancarlo was irrational.

“If I die⁠—” “Then we die together.” “Fuck,” Giancarlo moaned. “Did you just propose to me?”

Chelsea had helped me with it, telling me what to add because I’d never done anything this fucking ridiculous before. A picnic. Who would have thought?