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I’d been out of options, and then I ran straight into my fake husband. Our little phony marital spat had been so heated that I needed to break free before I gave in to the dark intention in his gorgeous eyes and came on the sofa in front of him and the doctor. How was that even possible?
My life was on the verge of ending, and all I could do was lust after this man. Heat pooled in my belly; cravings filled my senses. It’s hard to pretend you’re angry when all you want to do is climb his body and demand he do what he promises.
Now, all those lustful thoughts should be gone, but they’re still filling my brain, even when he’s looking at me like he might rip my head off. “Explain to me why I shouldn’t kill you and dump your body somewhere.”
I bite my bottom lip, watching his eyes focus on my mouth. “Because I don’t know who you are, so we can pretend you don’t know my last name and go our separate ways.”
He shakes his head. “That’s not going to happen. You followed me for some reason.”
I jerk my head back and stare at him like he’s lost it. “I didn’t follow you anywhere. You chased me. I was trying to get away, if you remember correctly.” It’s a fact, and I refuse to be tricked into believing otherwise. My family is full of games they play, forcing me into behaving a certain way, manipulating me until I submit and be a good girl, but not today. This won’t happen here.
“Why?”
“Because you’re not the only one who hates my father.”
He forcefully grabs hold of my chin. “Why there? Why were you at the same place I was supposed to be?”
“I’m not telling you anything else. You’re just going to kill me, and I don’t know anything about you.” I try to yank my head away, but his grip is too strong.
He leans in, dark eyes staring at me intently. “I’m Giovanni Barone, and just two days ago, your father tried to wipe out my entire family.” I gasp, and I immediately feel faint. No wonder he wants to toss me in front of a moving vehicle. Sexual attraction isn’t shit when I’ve got to pay for the sins of my family, and they have a city full of them.
“Shit. We have cops behind us,” someone says from the front seat. They quickly hide the weapons. As much as I don’t want to go with these guys, I don’t want to be taken in because I’ll be in my father’s grasp again and sold off to the devil.
“My hands,” I say, pointing them toward Giovanni. He frees them from the binding with a warning stare. “I’ll behave,” I answer, knowing when to keep my mouth shut around authorities.
“It’s that asshole from the house,” the driver says. Through the driver’s mirror, I get a glimpse of his reflection and I’m petrified. It’s Sanchez. I can’t let him see me. I feel the tears, but I can’t let them show because he’ll think they’re holding me hostage.
“Oh God,” I whisper, ducking down on the floor, but Giovanni isn’t having any of it and scoops me back up into my seat. “Hide me. Please don’t let him take me back.”
He reads me, and the wonder on his face is masked quickly. “Not happening. You’re eighteen at least, right, baby?”
“Yes.”
“Then you’re fine. Keep your ass seated here.” He tucks me into his chest. “Go to sleep.”
“What can we help you with, Officer?” the driver says.
“It’s Detective,” he says, staring into the vehicle from the window.
“If it’s ‘Detective,’ then why the fuck are you pulling us over? That’s not your fucking job,” the driver continues.
“We’re looking for Patricia Moreno. She disappeared from the same building that you left moments ago, and her parents are worried about her. Her driver reported seeing her being kidnapped.” He looks toward the backseat where he sees Gio and me cradled together. “Whoa, and look what we have here? Get out of the vehicle,” he shouts. That is bullshit because my driver saved me from my parents.
“She isn’t going anywhere because she wasn’t kidnapped.”
“Cupcake, are you being kidnapped?” Gio cups my chin and looks into my eyes. Despite being frightened about being taken away, my pussy gushes from just the simple gaze. Do all women melt in his presence?
“No, Gio,” I softly answer, pressing my hand to his thigh. I hear a faint growl rumble from Gio, but I know we’re both playing a part.
“Ms. Moreno, you need to come with me for your own safety.” His voice brings me terror, but Gio’s hold tightens around me, reassuring me that I’m staying put, and he runs his palm down my side from my waist to my thigh, skimming over my ass.
“No, she doesn’t. She’s old enough to decide where she wants to go, right, baby?” He gives me a twitch of his lips, letting me know he’s in charge and there ain’t shit this detective can do.
“Yes.” I nod with an air of confidence.
“Detective, I do recall you said you weren’t involved in this. I must inform my brother-in-law about your involvement with the Moreno family. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I promised to prove to my woman that my long hours weren’t spent dicking anyone else but her.” A slight gasp escapes my lips, and I squirm on the leather upholstery.
Emboldened by his hold and horny by his promise, I stare at the ballsy crooked cop and say, “I’m safe, Detective. I’d move your feet.”
