Page 97 of Fate's Dice


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This is shit I’ve never dealt with before. My mother and sister, as nuts as they can be, have never pushed me to bursting a blood vessel as Dice has today. But then again, I for-fucking-sure don’t love them the same.

I’m pulling into the garage of my building before I even realize it. I don’t remember the drive, handling the car with nothing but muscle memory. My mind is a turbulent thing right now, I think I could easily kill five men without really having to think it through.

I turn off the car and climb out. Entering the code for the penthouse I lean back against the wall, sighing at how tiring this day has been.

Yes, Danny is caught. He’s in my hands now and that’s a big thanks to Dice and her mother. I have to remind myself that all is well in my family. Everyone is alive and safe while that ball-licking weasel awaits his torturous death.

The elevator stops on my floor and opens revealing my sexy woman. She’s wearing her favorite black silk robe that stops just below her voluptuous ass. The front of the robe is loosely tied and opened just enough to show the red lace bra and high waist thong she’s wearing. My favorite color.

She’s trying to erase my anger with her body. Little does she know, it’s not her sexy body that eases the tension from me, it’s her presence. Yes, her tight curvy body does miraculous things to me, but her face and mind do even more.

She alone is my balm.

Still though, having her bared to me like this has me hard as a fucking sword. Hell, she could be dressed like a damn nun and I’d still be hard enough to break through a vault.

Like the night she danced for me, Dice slowly catwalks to me, swaying her hips with desire in her eyes, “Hello, papi.”

She slides her hands up my chest before undoing the rest of my red tie. I don’t reply, I just watch as she nibbles on her bottom lip while pulling the fabric out of the knot.

Once she pulls it free, I roughly grab both of her wrists and bind them together with the tie. Making sure she won’t be able to get loose easily, I quickly swoop her up in my arms and make my way to the bedroom.

I still don’t speak to her, even as she tells me she’s sorry. If I’m being honest with myself, I’m not even mad at her. She did what she had to do for her family, and I won’t fault her for it…this time.

Why won’t he talk to me?

I can’t help the trepidation that rushes through me as Leo walks us to the closet where he sets me on my feet. What is he planning to do?

“Leo, baby. Talk to me—” He slams his lips to mine, cutting off my pleas.

Even when he’s angry he kisses me like I’m the only thing keeping him from falling into an abyss. His kiss is hungry and I’m all too willing to feed him.

As he feasts on my mouth, swallowing my moans, I lose track of time and reason. He’s like a wormhole in space, erasing everything but us.

As quickly as it started, the kiss ends, and he pulls away. Spinning me around so that I’m facing the closed closet door, Leo lifts my bound hands high enough that I have to stand on my toes. Once the tie around my hands slides over the top of a metal coat hook that is bolted to the door, Leo lets my feet drop, effectively hanging me like a slab of meat.

“Leo, I swear to God. Take the tie off.”

I wiggle my hands and give short yanks to break the binds. He originally tied them slightly loose so I wouldn’t lose blood circulation but with my weight pulling on the hook, the knot is tighter. Unyielding.

“No, mami,” Leo says huskily as he moves my hair away from my face, “I’m in charge.”

I turn my head and glare at the man I love, a snarl on my face, “I will poison you, Leo. I fucking swear it.”

The asshole grins darkly, “Maybe, but not before I have this tight ass of yours.” My eyes widen at his implications.

Is he talking about anal?

I’ve explored with him and have enjoyed having him play with the forbidden orifice, but I’ve never given him the okay.

Seeing the fear in my eyes, Leo’s smirk disappears, “That slight bit of fear you feel for something that will feel orgasmic and pleasurable, is only a tiny fucking scratch of what I felt today.” His voice turns from husky to full on growl as guilt and anger flow through me, “I thought something far worse happened to you, to your mother, and to our unborn baby. There are consequences for that.”

Though I feel like shit for scaring him, I’m still pissed, “You’re a big fucking boy, Leo Alonso. You bring me into this world, La Mafia, and expect me to be a weak link in your chain?” I yank on the binds as I snap at him, hating the smirk he’s trying to hold back, “No, papi, I’m not some helpless chica, I can handle myself and I do it just as good as anyone else in this Familia. Asi, compa?”Got it, godfather?

Leo purses his lips like he has to think about it and suddenly I feel like I fell in a trap. Like I just signed a deal with the Alonso demon.

“Then you’ll be able to handle this.” Leo smacks me on the ass before stepping away from me. I squirm and try to turn so I can see what he’s doing. Keep your eyes on your captor or whatever the saying is.

Is that even a saying?

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