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Antonio snatches the fabric from me and holds it in place while I thrust against it, panting and moaning. When he knowsI’m close, he moves the dress, leans forward, and works three fingers inside me. I rotate my hips, and he easily finds my G-spot like it’s a route he takes daily. I ride his fingers, fucking them hard, until all the blood rushes between my legs.
He smirks, as if he feels that sudden heat, and crushes his mouth against mine, swallowing the cries of my orgasm. He holds me as I fall apart, and I nuzzle my face into his shoulder as he continues fingering me.
When he’s finished, he falls back, running the dress through my folds to collect my cum with his, and then licks the spot. Even though we haven’t had sex yet, I feel like I’ve already given this man every piece of me.
We’re both sweaty and sticky as we catch our breaths.
“Get your ass to Italy before I shove you in a box and ship you there myself,” he says harshly before standing and helping me to my feet.
“Why do you care if I’m in Italy?”
“You’re smart.” He pulls his pants up and buckles them. “You fucking know why.”
“I’m not leaving New York just because your crazy family wants to hurt mine.”
“Are you that fucking dense, Gigi? Do you know what will happen if one of my men dares to touch you,to hurt you?”
I silently stare at him, unsure how to answer.
“I’ll have to slaughter them.”
“My father will protect me.”
He raises his brows. “Like he protected Natalia from Vinny? Natalia should be happy he got to her before Vinny did something crueler, like rape, cutting off a limb, or blowing her head off. And since you have Marchetti blood, they’ll want to do worse to you. I’ll have to kill my own men if that happens, so get the fuck out of New York. Do you understand?”
I cross my arms.
“Giana, this isn’t a game. Promise me you’ll go to Italy.”
“I can’t. Benny is getting married. I have to be there for the wedding.”
“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me,” he mutters. “As soon as the wedding is over, you leave. Do you hear me?”
When I don’t answer, he steps forward and crowds me against the wall. “Promise me.” His voice breaks at the end.
For the first time, Antonio shows that he fears something.
“I promise,” I whisper.
He kisses my lips slowly and leaves, taking the dress with him.
As I get dressed, I feel guilty because I know I won’t keep my promise.
19
I’ve kept tabs on Gigi as if she were a stock I’d invested every penny I had in.
This woman is my obsession, but it’s more than purely physical.
Gigi isn’t just a woman I’m attracted to and want to fuck.
I’m willing to die for her, and if anyone tries to harm her, they’ll unleash the darkest demon living inside me. Which means, as bad as I want to make her mine, I can’t yet. She’s safer being just Cristian Marchetti’s daughter right now than she is his daughterandmine.
“If Cristian knows we’re watching her, he’ll kill us,” Damien tells me. “He’ll automatically think it’s for the opposite reason of why we are.”
When I can’t watch Gigi, Damien or Julian, does it for me. If someone were to find out, I’d easily twist the truth and tell them I was using Gigi as a weapon against Cristian. I was honest when I told Gigi I’d kill anyone—Lombardi or not—if they laid a hand on her.
Amara, Clara, and she are my top priorities to keep safe. Cristian might consider children off-limits, but that doesn’t mean Amara is safe from the violent crosshairs. Too manydeaths happen as a result ofwrong place, wrong timecircumstances.
