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“You always watch me like something you want to touch but aren’t allowed to. Who’s holding you back, Angel?”
I leaned forward. “And you will never look at her again unless you want me to rip your eyeballs out and shove them up your ass. One more fucking disrespectful word from you and your tongue will keep your eyeballs company, understood?”
Now go have fun with your girl while I take care of mine.”
She shook her head and peered up at Nino with so much fucking love I knew I could never hurt a single hair on her body.
“Fuck,” I snarled and glared at Nino. “Couldn’t you have chosen an airheaded wife? She’s as good at manipulation as you are.” Nino’s mouth twitched and he looked proud. Fucking proud.
“Your pride will be your downfall,” I said. “And your fury will be yours.” “Then we’ll fall together. Isn’t that the beginning of every tragic love story?”
“You should be wary of a brain that makes you love my brother and trust me, Kiara,” I muttered. She laughed. “It’s not my brain, it’s my heart.” I narrowed my eyes then turned on my heel and walked out, not in the mood for emotional nonsense.
expectant. “My mouth being the first to taste your pussy, I’ll be very thorough, Angel.”
My smile turned cruel. “Serafina, I know losing your virginity to me makes you think we share a special bond. But two fucks don’t make you anything special to me. I’ve fucked so many women. One pussy is like any other. I took something from you, and now you want to justify it with fucking emotional bullshit.”
sure. Their eyes were drawn upward toward one of the buildings, and when Remo pulled me out of the car, I found the reason why. Nino was perched on the roof as a sniper.
“How strong are you, Remo Falcone?” “Strong enough to take you and our children home where you all belong, Angel.”
I looked up at Nino but his eyes were on Kiara, who smiled down at my son, practically glowing with happiness.
Remo locked his gaze with mine. “I know I’ve never been happier.”
Kiara didn’t show the same restraint. She burst out laughing. Nino wiped his face with a napkin, his eyes on his laughing wife—and softer than I’d ever seen them.