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“Exhilarating.” Her cheeks flush as her eyes flash before me. “He wasn’t the only one. I—oh, God, I’m going to come, Matteo.”
“You what, baby?” I pull out only to slam her against the door again as I ram my dick into her. “Don’t you dare come until you tell me everything, Sienna. Spill it.”
“I shot one of the guys that was holding my brother. I killed him too.”
“Did you like that too?” Her muscles flex, squeezing me so hard it pulls my release from my body before I’m ready to be done with her.
“Yes,” she screams as she follows me, her muscles contracting around me, milking my dick, taking all my cum and owning it like she does every piece of my soul. It’s hers. It was from the moment I first spilled myself inside her and it always will be.
I still as my heart continues to beat at a rapid pace. “Fuck, that was good.” As my cock softens, it slips from within her. Her eyes find mine, and I swear it feels as though our souls fused together as one. “There is no out for me, Sienna, the same as there is no out for you. Whether a man with a white collar pronounces us married or not, you’re mine forever.”
I lean forward, pressing my chest against her and sealing my lips with hers.
“There’s one other thing you need to know,” she says, breaking our kiss. “It’s about Kennedy.” She sighs, which tells me she doesn’t want to reveal what she’s known for weeks.
“I already know,” I confess. “Dom told me. We can talk about it later, baby. Right now, we—”
Her body jolts when a fist pounds on the door behind her head. “Let me down, big guy. I need to clean up, and I think we might be late for our wedding.”
I release her thighs, letting her legs drop to the floor. Her feet are bare, so she immediately steps around me, searching for her white heels. After she finds them, she slips both on, then stands, looking freshly fucked and so goddamn sexy I want to do it again. I tuck my dick back through my boxers and straighten my tucked shirt before buttoning and zipping my pants.
She goes to step around me again, but I press my palm to the door, making sure it stays closed and the person on the other side stays put. Snatching her neck, I pull her toward me and lean down to the shell of her ear. “Don’t freshen up too much, baby. The thought of my cum running down your legs as you walk down the aisle to me is the best fucking wedding present you could give me.” Then I straighten my back and smirk. For that, she rolls her eyes and shoves her hand against my chest and pushes. I step back, dropping my hand from the door as she pulls it open, not agreeing but also not refusing to do it either.
“Daddy.” She jerks back, stepping on my foot.
“Sienna,” Tony bites out. “Go wait for me around the corner from where the sanctuary doors are.” When she doesn’t budge, his jaw turns solid. “Now!”
“Yes, sir.” She scurries away from me, passing her dad with a wide berth as Tony’s dark, lethal eyes snap to mine. He has never scared me, but when I first met the man, he did unsettle me. I didn’t know him or even what he was actually capable of, other than what I’d overheard through the years. I’ve come to realize all the rumors were true. He is ruthless, but he is only that way for one reason—protecting his family.
“If today’s the day you’re finally going to kill me, I hope you brought something more than the flames coming from your eyes,” I challenge.
He moves quicker than my brain alerts me to react, his fist slamming into my gut with more force than most of my opponents that are half his age. “That’s for knocking up my daughter before you married her.” He pulls back, but rams his fist into my stomach again, the power equal to his previous punch. “That’s for defiling her under God’s roof.”
“Was that really necessary?” I yell as my torso doubles over, my voice sounding hoarse as air tries to find my lungs. A coughing fit erupts as pain slices through my left bicep. Rearing up, I glance to my left, taking in the cut through my white shirt and the blood soaking the material. “What the fuck?”
“Everyone in this family bleeds for the family, Matteo. Your hands put food on the table, and they protect my daughter and the little girl I’ve come to love and accept as if she came from Sienna instead of the trash you almost allowed to fuck up your life and Brooklyn’s.”
I’m dumbfounded for the first time, yet there is a bigger part of me that wants to knock my soon-to-be father-in-law in the mouth.
“Grab your jacket, Matteo. Don’t bother patching yourself up first. I want your blood to run down your arm through the whole ceremony. Nothing will make me happier as I walk my daughter down the aisle.” His eyes narrow as he closes the pocketknife, the snarl on his lips telling me he’d love nothing more than to sink that blade into my gut instead of storing it on his person.
“For the record, dumbass, just because a door is closed doesn’t mean on one can hear what is being done or said on the other side. You should really work on those whispering skills. Now, get the fuck out of my sight and take your shit for brains to the fucking altar before I do shove the blade through your chest and finally have one less headache on my plate.”
