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I am going to enjoy every second of this.

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Blood coats my hands, face, hair, and clothes.

My body shakes with the intense adrenaline running through me.

I want to go to Ocean, bury myself in her pussy and forget all about the brutality that just happened. But I can’t. Not like this. Not when bloodlust and vengeance still run through my veins.

She is freaked out enough about me fucking her in her sleep. If I show up covered in blood and damn near feral, I get the feeling she will try to run, and I can’t allow that. Not that she would get far. I would find her. I just don’t really have the time to hunt her down right now, so it’s easier to stay away when I am like this. I also just don’t want her asking questions. She thinks that I’m just some rich businessman and that is how it will stay.

Though, shockingly, I am surprised no one has said anything to her. I know the rumors that surround me, and it’s a miracle she hasn’t heard said rumors. I smirk. People know better than that. They know she is mine, which is why they have probably kept their mouths shut.

“Drink?” Dante asks, as he slides into the backseat beside me.

“Yeah,” I grunt.

“You heard the man, Christopher. Take us to The Executive Club,” my second-in-command barks at my driver, knowing full well that I am about to crash.

My head falls back on the seat, eyes closing. It always happens. The rush. Then the crash. No matter how many men I kill, the reaction is the same. Not because I feel guilty or anything. I don’t. My guess is the adrenaline is so extreme that when it leaves my body, the comedown is even more severe. Hence why my limbs go weak, and I feel like I could sleep for a week.

“Text Leo. Have him set up a private room,” I order.

“Done,” Dante responds only seconds later, having done exactly what I asked.

Peeling my eyes open, I roll my head to look at him. “And have Hansen get the chopper ready. I want to be in The Hamptons by midnight.” I tell him.

He tenses before nodding. “I will come with you.”

My eyes narrow. “Why? Is there something you’re not telling me?”

“What? No. I just…” he trails off. Blowing out a breath, he shakes his head. “I just care about Allegra. I want to see her get her award.”

Searching his face, it only takes seconds before I see the answers to every single question I haven’t yet asked. Fuck. I scrub a palm down my face, concern sitting heavy in my gut, for both Dante and my sister. Pinning him with a knowing look, I speak, my voice serious but also holding a little empathy for my best friend. “Man, you aren’t hiding shit from me. You know he will never allow it to happen right?”

Straightening in his seat, he meets my stare head-on. “And what about you, Nic? Would you? Allow it to happen, I mean?”

I mull over his words. Truthfully, I don’t like the idea of my best friend fucking my little sister, but I know he would at least love and respect her. I’m not stupid. I have seen the way they look at each other. And honestly, it’s better than the alternative. At this point, I would do anything to keep her away from Riccardo Romano.

I sigh. “I mean, I don’t really want to imagine your fucking dick anywhere near my sister. The thought alone makes me want to gag. But I think you would be good for Allegra. Would be good for each other andtoeach other.” And even as I say it, I know it’s true. I know I could trust him to look after her. I wouldn’t have to worry about him putting his hands on her. This is the case with most mafia men and arranged marriages.

His eyes roam my face, for what I’m not sure. A hint that I might be lying, maybe. With one last look, he slumps backagainst the seat. Shaking his head, he glances at Christopher, no doubt worried he has said too much. He hasn’t. My driver knows how to be discreet, hence why I allow him to drive Ocean around.

“Fuck. What am I going to do, Nic? This is killing me. I want to steal her away, and hide her, so that no one can touch her. I know what her fate is, and what is expected of her, and I can’t handle it. Iwon’tbe able to handle it.”

This is the first time I have ever seen Dante so desperate. So frantic. It’s unsettling to say the least. And though he doesn’t know about the Romano deal, I am not about to tell him right now. Not until I know more. There is no point. If I have my way, it won’t get that far anyway.

Reaching out, I clamp a hand down on his shoulder. “I want you to keep quiet about this. Papà will put a bounty on your head if he knows about your feelings. He will also speed up any arrangement he has in the works for Allegra. I can’t or won’t have you risking that because you caught feelings.” My face is passive but my lips twitch with a smile. All this time, he was giving me shit about Ocean and he had his own secret.

“Fuck you man.” He grumbles, his eyes dropping to his cell when it beeps. His gaze comes back to me. “Everything is set.”

I nod, my head falling back on the headrest once again.

If I can’t fuck this feeling of unrest itching under my skin, I will drink it away.

Chapter 28

Ocean

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