Page 42 of Dangerous Games

My heart pounds in my chest at his choice of words. I know a man like Gio doesn’t say something unless he means it entirely. The only time he bullshits is when he’s trying to cheat his way out of something, which nine times out of ten ends in bloodshed.

“Did he scare you?” Gio asks again.

“A little,” I hesitantly answer, not wanting to set him off. “He’s your brother and you’ve been around him your entire life so I doubt you’re affected by it, but your brother is one scary dude. I wasn’t expecting him to show up like that, so I think it caught me off guard more than anything.”

Gio’s jaw clenches. “It won’t happen again. You have nothing to fear from my brother, but you have my word it won’t happen again.”

“Thank you.”

“I want you to promise me something.”

This man and his promises. I contain my eye roll. Barely. “What?”

“If anyone shows up, and you feel threatened in any sort of way, doesn’t matter where you are, I want you to call or text me immediately.”

I sigh. “You don’t think that’s a bit of an overkill?”

“No.”

This time I roll my eyes. “Fine. I pinky promise I will text or call you if something makes me uncomfortable,” I say as I hold my pinky up.

Gio looks between my face and outstretched finger, his lip tipping up slightly as amusement takes over his face. His large pinky wraps around mine, engulfing it, and somehow making me feel safer than I’ve felt in a long time. I shake out entwined pinkies before bringing them to my lips, placing a soft kiss on them. Gio’s eyes sear into mine from the contact.

“It’s not a pinky promise if it isn’t sealed with a kiss,” I tell him.

Gio silently studies me before finally bringing our entwined pinkies ever so slowly to his lips, kissing the same section of skin my lips touched. My breath hitches in my throat. There’s something so intimate about this moment. It feels like something bigger than a pinky promise was just sealed. A promise of fate sealed.

A fate that’s going to change my life forever.

Chapter

Fourteen

GIO

Apinky promise.

She sealed her fate with that kiss.

It might not have been on my lips, but it was the first one she initiated and gave me herself. And she did it all while making a vow to me. A vow I’ll never forget.

Her piercing blue eyes are drinking me in, the heat swirling in the depths going straight to my dick even though I just came down her throat.

“It’s time for your reward for being such a good girl,” I rumble.

I watch as her pupils dilate. “My reward?”

“Get on your bed.”

“W-What?” she stammers, at a loss for words. Did she think I was going to leave her hanging? I might be a tease and enjoy edging her, but I’ll never leave her wanting.

“Get on your bed,” I repeat, my tone commanding as I move to stand up, crossing the few feet until I’m standing next to the side of her bed.

I slowly unbutton the rest of the buttons on my shirt. Her greedy eyes watch one by one as she slowly makes her way over. She looks as if she’s lost in a trance. Bronwyn sits on her bed as I pull my shirt off, letting it fall on the floor. She has no idea how the way she’s looking at me right now is stroking my ego, giving me a sense of male satisfaction I’ve never felt before. Maybe it’s because I’ve never cared if someone looked at me like I’m their every want and need before. That’s my look to have, and if I find out she’s given it to another, I’m going to fucking kill him.

Bronwyn slides up on the bed until her head falls back on her pillow as I strip the rest of my clothes off, leaving me naked while she’s fully clothed. Her legs spread, welcoming me between them. My fists come down on either side of her head, caging her in.

Lowering my head, I let my breath linger on her lips. She sharply inhales as her lips part ever so slightly. I run my nose gently along her jaw and down the base of her neck. The smooth skin tickles my nose, making my dick jump at the thought of covering her pretty flesh with my cum.