Code of Silence (Dark Kingdom, #1)

by Shantel Tessier

“Never let anyone stand in your way, son. Not even fucking blood. They’ll be the first to undercut you, and they should be the first to die for it.”

I wish that had deterred me from falling in love with Luca. Sadly, when I found out, I was already too far in. That’s the scary thing about love. It blurs the lines of right and wrong. You choose to ignore what you should question because it’s dangerous and thrilling at the same time. “How long have you been back?” I demand. He walks up the three stairs and closes the distance between us, forcing me to look up at him even though he stands on the step below me. He hates people looking down on him for any reason. “An hour.” He cups my face with his large hand, and my breathing quickens as warmth flows through my body, causing my thighs to tighten. No! I will not allow him to do this to me. “I knew you had tutoring, so I came straight here to see you.” As I look over his freshly shaved face, I know he’s showered recently because I can smell the lingering citrus scent of bodywash on his flawless skin. The guy is too gorgeous to be real. It’s truly unfair. He usually wears his jet-black hair spiked and shorter on the sides, but right now, he has it combed back. His deep brown eyes, not as dark as his father’s or his brother’s, are framed with long lashes. A chiseled jaw completes the perfect picture. He wraps his free hand around my waist and pulls me to him. I don’t resist. Fuck, I’m just as bad as Emilee. Dick-whipped. Good dick will make a girl stupid. I should become a lesbian.

wish that had deterred me from falling in love with Luca. Sadly, when I found out, I was already too far in. That’s the scary thing about love. It blurs the lines of right and wrong. You choose to ignore what you should question because it’s dangerous and thrilling at the same time.

lied to her. It’s easy to feed someone lies when they’re starving.

His lips devour mine a second later. His kiss is like pain—it demands to be felt. So fucking much that it makes me weak in the knees.

The wife in question will produce three living heirs. Two of which must be sons. All cases after that will be up to Luca’s discretion.

“Get mad, baby,” he whispers roughly. “Spread those soft legs and let me show you why you were always my favorite.” LUCA Another lie. I haven’t been with anyone else since Haven. And it’s going to stay that way.

“Well, my hoodie got caught on the doorknob as I was leaving the house yesterday and the collar choked me. My nipples got hard and my cunt wet. It was the most action I’ve had in three weeks.”

She gives me a soft smile. “Luca was always supposed to be where you were.”