Total pages in book: 82
Estimated words: 78811 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 394(@200wpm)___ 315(@250wpm)___ 263(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78811 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 394(@200wpm)___ 315(@250wpm)___ 263(@300wpm)
“Get away from me.”
“Feel my cock stretching that tight little ass of yours?”
“Let go.”
I lean in close because I want to drive this nail home. “Is my come still inside you,” I ask in a low whisper and lick the length of her neck. “I’m hard all over again thinking about it. About how you looked. How you opened for me. How you sounded when your ass squeezed my dick when you came. Fuck, Dandelion. You know what I’d like to do now?”
She looks up at me.
“I’d love to fuck that pretty little face of yours. Stuff your mouth full and come down your throat.”
“Let me go, you asshole.”
“Do one thing for me first.”
She tugs, but I hold tight. “What?”
“Slip your hand into your panties and show me if you’re as turned on as I am.”
She raises her free arm to slap me, but I catch her wrist and spin her so her back is pressed to my front, her arms trapped, folded across her chest.
“What happened doesn’t change anything between us, Dandelion. You and me will always be enemies. No matter how many times we fuck. It’s our destiny. Now get your ass out of my sight before I’m tempted to have you again. I’m not sure you could take me twice in one night. Do you hear me?”
“I hear you loud and clear, Bastian. Now hear me.” She turns her head, so we look at each other. “I will destroy you. I will take everything from you and bring you to your knees. Because I’m with you. You and I are enemies. We will always remain enemies. But as far as destinies go, mine is to destroy you. To wipe the Del Campo name from the face of the earth.”
“What’s going on?” Amadeo asks from the doorway. He’s showered and ready for the day. I see from the window behind him the sun is breaking the horizon.
I release Vittoria, who takes two steps away but keeps her glaring eyes on me.
“Your wife and I were having a heart-to-heart, weren’t we?”
She sets her jaw and folds her arms across her chest.
“She was just telling me how she would wipe our name from the earth.”
Amadeo grins, approaching his wife. He takes her chin in one hand. She looks up at him.
“I like a fighter. You, brother?”
I nod, not taking my eyes off her.
“Don’t worry, Dandelion. I’d expect no less from you. You leave for Naples in a few hours, then we’re off to New York. Go get some sleep.” Her jaw tightens, and I know she doesn’t like the idea of leaving her sister. My brother knows too because he continues. “Emma will be safe.”
She sighs, then walks out of the room with one hate-filled glare at me. Amadeo looks at me once she’s gone. He looks exhausted.
“Did you sleep at all?” I ask him.
“No, not really.” He checks the time. “We have another meeting with Bruno before we leave.”
“Why?” I ask. “I thought we had everything we needed.”
“Something has come up,” Amadeo says, expression grave.
“What?”
He sighs. “Lucien has submitted paperwork to take guardianship of Emma.”
The thought of Lucien Russo having that little girl under his control burns. I don’t know why but it does. “Does Vittoria know?”
Amadeo shakes his head.
“What are you thinking?” I ask.
“Vittoria will also file.”
It makes sense. I know it does. But it bothers me. “So we’re going out of our way to help her?”
“It’s not exactly out of our way. The kid—”
“You heard what she said. What she wants.”
“I also know you cornered her. If you trap a wild animal, it will fight. And she is as wild as they come.”
“As long as you and I are aligned, brother.”
He wraps an arm around my shoulders. “Always, brother.”
31
Amadeo
Soldiers take Vittoria to Naples a few hours later after she’s reassured a very anxious Emma that she’ll be back. I’ve also reassured her that I’ll check on Emma once more before heading to the Naples house. My brother and I meet with Bruno in Amalfi. I’m not taking a chance on any spies in my house.
The meeting takes more of the day than I like. Bastian and I fly by helicopter to the Ravello house as soon as it’s over to make sure Mom is all right and let her know we’ll be gone. She gets anxious when she doesn’t see us every few days unless she knows in advance. But when we have an aerial view of the house as we approach to land, I’m surprised to find three large black SUVs lined up along the drive.
“Who the fuck is that?” Bastian asks.
I dig my phone out of my pocket to check for texts I may have missed telling me someone was here, but I don’t see anything. The chopper lands, and we climb out, keeping low until we clear the blades and dialing the number Jarno gave me for the soldier he was leaving in charge. I can’t remember his name. I trust Jarno. Have since day one. Since bringing our mother here, I’ve left him to manage security until we get a team in place. Finding trustworthy soldiers has proven harder than it should. We are a family divided, maybe not openly or at least not completely so. But my uncle has quite some support. People who believe he should be head of the family, not me.