A Sinner's Promise (De Bellis Crime Family, #1)

by Kylie Kent

I’m telling myself that I only care because I haven’t had her yet. That once I’ve fucked her, I’ll stop following her. I’ll stop worrying about what she’s doing and if she’s safe or not.

Oh, by the way, I received the orgasm of my life from some client who fingered me while I was meant to be showing him the property?

“Now that, that’s out of the way. This whole being professional bullshit? Yeah, I don’t agree with it. I want you.”

“I’m going to take your silence as permission to touch you, to lick you, to fuck you until my name is embedded in the walls of this house.”

“Open your eyes. Look at me. I want you to see who’s claiming you. Who’s taking ownership of this hot little cunt of yours,”

They were all staring at you before I even walked up. You have no idea how much I want to gouge the eyes out of every fucking guy in here.”

“Okay, well, tell me something about you that no one else knows.” Gio appears to consider the question. “I met someone I can’t stop thinking about, and I’m torn between dragging her kicking and screaming into my world… and letting her go.”

“No, a date is when you ask me out to dinner and I accept the invitation. You show up at my apartment to pick me up with a bunch of pink roses, because they’re my favourite flower, and then you take me out. Somewhere fun, not overly fancy, and quiet,” she says.

What about girlfriends?” “What about them?” “Do you have one?” “That depends.” I chuckle. “On what?” she asks, and I feel her head shift towards me. I don’t turn around. “On you. Wanna be my girlfriend, Ellie?”

“I like you, and when I think about you being with anyone else, I want to rip heads off. I don’t want to share you, which means you and I are exclusive.” It’s simple as that.

“If I didn’t know how much you wanted to eat at Westlakes, I would order in and stay here all night instead. I would tear this dress off your body, and then I’d take my time enjoying every single inch of you,” he says, his voice growing hoarse the more he speaks.

“I’m going to take my time with this body tonight. I’m going to make you scream my name, over and over and over again,” I tell her as I run my fingers up and down her calf. “I want every single person in this house to hear you scream for me. To hear that you’re mine.”

This isn’t me kidnapping her. This is me… Okay, it might be a little kidnappy. But, fuck, like I was going to let her just jump in some rando’s car…

“Because I’m fucking petrified of losing you, Ellie. I’m scared and I’ve never been scared of anything in my fucking life. But you… you scare the shit out of me.”

“Jesus, what have I gotten myself into?” she asks no one in particular. “You’re going to either end up smothered in your sleep or stabbed really violently. I can see it now. The headline on the front page. Girlfriend gets fed up with boyfriend’s over-the-top bossiness and goes nuts. And then, do you know what’ll happen next? I’ll end up with a pair of concrete shoes, because I can’t imagine many people murder the boss of a mafia empire and live to tell the story.”

I promise to love you despite the red flags, and because of them.