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“I killed him, Frankie.” “And?” I blink a few times. The corner of his lip turns up in an understanding smile. “He tried to hurt you. You reacted exactly as you should. Don’t let anyone make you think differently.”
“You truly are an angel,” he mutters against my temple.
“Thank you,” I whisper. “What for?” His hands move up and down my back in a calming pattern. “Seeing me.” I give him a small smile.
“I told you before, you and I are the same. I see you for who you are.”
“And who you will become after I break you.”
You are coming home with me.”
“Oh, Zara. We are far from finished. You just signed yourself over to me.”
“You made your choice when you called me, angel. No turning back now. You will be coming back with me, and you will be under my complete protection, capiche, dolcezza?”
“I want my own room.” My bag is already out; time to pack. A low rumble comes from his chest. “Let’s see how long you last with that arrangement.”
Soon she will realize I am not her enemy, far from it.
“I don’t do begging.” Well, unless it’s coming from Zara’s lips.
“It’s amazing what you can do with one of these, isn’t it?” I say with a menacing tone. “I could slice your throat. I quite enjoy watching someone’s life slowly pour out of their neck. Or I could plunge it into your stomach as many times as I want. I could even-” I pause, tapping the knife against my lips. “Slice out your tongue.”
“Tell me what I need to know. If you can’t, then slice your own throat.”
Maybe I’ll let her see how far she thinks she can get from me.
Because I’m coming for her, and I can’t think of anything better than punishing her for every second she makes it on her own. Once I’m finished, there will be no mistaking who she belongs to for the rest of her life. You don’t run from the devil and get away.
I will have her craving me, hating me, and breaking under my hands.
She has no idea how far my obsession with her goes, but she's about to.
Because she will soon realize neither of us wins apart. It’s together where we will rule.
I want Romano. That is my weakness here. It’s been ten long years. I’m not keen on alliances, Enzo knows this. If it works in my favor, I’ll trial it.
“If I find a single mark on her body, the deal is off and I will tear down your empire myself. Do you understand me?”
Anyone touches her, they die.”
All I know is, she brings out a spark in me I thought had died. And I want to watch it burn with her.
I’m saving myself for one woman only. Even if she deserves to feel my wrath after her stunt.
With Frankie by my side, I could hold on to that feeling forever.
You don’t turn off your emotions to the level he has for no reason. He wants me as much as I need him, yet why isn’t he here? He would have been alerted that I left. He let me catch this flight.
“Frankie, how serious were you about killing anyone who touches her?” My fingers squeeze the phone and I let out a breath. “Deadly,” I reply,
I can see her side eying Nikolai. She knows. Of course she does. My girl isn’t stupid; she knows how to watch.
“You don’t get to run from me, dolcezza.” A lump forms in my throat. I really am in trouble.
“There isn’t a single corner you could run to where I wouldn’t scorch the earth to find you. I told you, you belong to me. Understand?”
I slam my lips over hers the second she calls me “sir”.
“I can’t wait to punish you,” I whisper against her lips.
When we get home, she won’t ever doubt what she is to me. That she is completely and utterly mine.
What she doesn’t know is that I belong to her, too.
“You let the Bratva tie me up, Frankie!”
“You think I’d ever let anyone have their hands on you?”
No matter how much she’s pissed me off with her little stunt, the fact still stays the same—I won’t let anyone else touch her.
“Y-you tied me up?” Her voice starts to shake. “I did, and you had best get used to it, angel.” Her green eyes narrow. “What if I don’t want to be yours?” “Looks like I’ll have to leave you here a little bit longer for you to think about it.”
Her home now for the rest of her life.
“Have you had long enough to think about it?” he asks.
“Say that again, I dare you,” he grits out. “I hate you, Frankie.”
“Taste how much you hate me, dolcezza.” He forcefully pushes it into my mouth. “Tastes like hate, doesn’t it?”
“It’s all for me and it will only ever be for me,” he rasps,
“Do you think you deserve my cock, angel?”
“Mine,” he growls in my ear.
he’s consuming me. I’ve never felt so alive.
“Fuck, Zara,” he moans into my ear, which sparks me on further.
“Don’t you dare, come. Your punishment starts now. Prove you’re mine.” Our eyes lock. He’s dead serious.
“I own your pleasure, Zara. You’ll come when I decide you can, not a second before.”
“You left me.” I swear I can see the hurt flash across his face as he looks at me.
“I didn’t think you’d care t...
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