Twisted Hearts (The Camorra Chronicles, #5)

by Cora Reilly

Gemma was the hottest girl in the city and didn’t even realize it. She was the girl I wanted most and couldn’t have. Diego narrowed his eyes at me, still standing over me. I leaned back again, cocking a brow. “Don’t ever touch her again.” I rose slowly, stepping up to him. “Or what?” Diego looked like he was considering murdering me. “If you don’t honor our values, if you don’t respect that our women are off limits unless they are your woman, then you can’t come over anymore. I’ll have to protect Gemma at all costs. If you pose a risk to her, our friendship has to end.” “Pose a risk to her?” I scoffed. “She sat on my lap. I didn’t pull her down, and I didn’t touch her inappropriately, Diego. I wrapped an arm around her waist.” “That’s already too much,” he muttered. “Gemma doesn’t know what she’s doing. She doesn’t realize how you’ll take it if she sits on your lap.” “How do I take it?” “You’ll think she might be up for more or that she’s hitting on you.” “She is hitting on me. We both know it.” Diego tensed. “Calm the fuck down, asshole. I know Gemma isn’t up for more. But you know as well as I do that she’s got a crush on me.” “It doesn’t matter. You can’t have her—unless you marry her.”