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"What the fuck is your problem?" I tsked at him. "Not even my therapist asks me such rude questions."
Fuck. Nothing good came from fucking with a Vitale.
They were terrible people, but I wasn't all that great myself. Being with my brothers gave me the sense of family I hadn't had growing up, one that an only child like me could have only wished for.
"あなたとのキスは病みつきになる。気をつけないと。" Kissing you is addictive. I should be careful.
"Stay here," I told Quincy. "I need to go inside that building." He frowned as he ducked down beside me. "What? That's insane." "Yeah." I gave him a smile as my confidence returned. "But I'm good at insane."
Benito lets me torture and kill but every time we do it together, I get distracted and end up wanting to suck his dick." "You know you can keep some things to yourself." "I know."
"My mother's going to kill me." I laughed, but it felt like I was on the verge of tears. "No, she's not," Benito said. "I called her today and asked if it would be all right." He gave my shoulder a squeeze. "She was glad, said she was relieved that you would have someone to protect you." When I glanced up at him, he gave me a small smile. "And that's what we do best. Protect each other."
Both of my brothers stared at me like I'd lost my mind. Quincy burst out laughing so hard, he doubled over, a wheezing sound escaping him when he couldn't take in air. Even Enzo snickered. I patted Quincy on the back as Benito walked closer and held out his hand. "Yeah, you're definitely a Vitale," he said. "Welcome to the family."
"You go, baby, I go. If I'm dying, I will take you with me." My hand wrapped around his cock, stroking slowly, tracing every vein that lined his length. "I can't live without you, and now, I can't die without you either."
He had no clue. "そう、呼吸をする以上に君が必要なんだ。今から永遠に、あなたは私のすべて。" Yes. I need you more then I need to breathe. From now on and forever, you are my everything.
A small apartment was the best my mother could do, and it was what I was comfortable with. Maybe one day we would upgrade, but I hardly saw a reason. Especially when we were always at Benito's place. Or Gin's place. Or Paolo's place. And eventually, Enzo's place. Where they were, was home. And where Quincy was, that was my safe space.
"Baby girl, we're in this together. Life, death, and crime."