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“What do you think that Alban—” Killian doesn’t finish his sentence. I snatch the gun from his waistband and by the time the weapon goes off, blood splashes across my face, then his body crumbles to the ground.
I killed someone.
I killed my brother.
CHAPTER 35
DOMENICO
“Got to say, I didn’t see that one coming,” Krishna admits with amusement in his tone and sin on his deviant mind.
No fucking shit, but now I’m standing here in front of everyone with my dick painfully hard, watching the intense anger from Ciera’s blood-splatter-covered face calm as she takes in what remains of Killian’s dead body.
Giovanni stands stock-still, his mouth wide open.
Thomas’s brows are pinched together in concern, while Rocco’s lips twitch as his eyes approve of my wife’s actions. Bennett looks different, but I’m slowly beginning to realize that he’s a hard one to read. The Barone brothers took a flight back to their part of the country whereas the others stuck around. Leo and Paul stayed at the Nikolayev’s compound even though Krishna has it fully locked down, but I wanted to take extra precautions where our pregnant sisters were concerned.
Krishna’s parents attended the service, but I ducked out before thanking them for coming. I’m sure K did it for me without asking and I’m grateful.
“I-I. . .” Ciera stutters, shock finally kicking in and that’s my queue to get everyone the fuck out of here.
“Giovanni,” I call out. Thomas looks my way too, so I eye him as well, letting them both know what I’m about to say is an order for them to carry out together. “Gather the bodies. Pile them on the police commissioner’s doorstep or somewhere he’ll see my message loud and clear when he steps outside tomorrow morning. I’m coming for them all. And I won’t stop until I’ve eradicated every one of them.”
They move at the same time, each going to one end of Killian’s body. Bending at the knees, they pick his dead weight up and then tote him out of the office. They’ll have to come back for the other two men at the front of the house.
Flicking my stare toward Bennett, I say, “I hope you really wanted this. There is no out now that you’ve seen this.”
I won’t allow anyone to implicate Ciera in any crime I commit. They’ll die before I let someone put her on the authority’s radar, not that she won’t be married to me.
“I told you two years ago that I wanted in. That hasn’t changed,” he confirms, the conviction I wanted to hear in his strong voice.
Moving to Rocco, I pin him with a look that leaves no confusion. If Bennett fucks up, it’s on him and Thomas. And I’ll hold them accountable for his actions as I will Bennett himself. “Do a sweep of the house. Then do the same to all the others. You find trash, you take out the garbage. Have all the locks changed and each property secured. Text me when it’s done.”
They turn, and Rocco leads with Bennett following him. Krishna shuts the door.
“Come here, pet.”
She does as she’s told, shocking me how at times she obeys without question and other times she’s defiant. I never know which I’m going to get. I like both sides and how she somehow knows exactly what I want her to say, or what I want her to do or not do. It’s refreshing and thrilling at the same time.
Stepping behind her father’s long desk, she stops a foot from me. I loathe the distance that’s resided between us since I pulled out of her heat last night. I stayed long enough to make sure she got off, but I didn’t allow myself the same release. Krishna had already passed out from sexual exhaustion, so I left her to curl around him to sleep peacefully without the sour mood I knew Bennett’s message was going to bring me.
Taking the handkerchief out from the breast pocket of my suit jacket, I pull her in between the edge of the desk and the front of my body. Lifting my hand, I wipe the blood from her makeup-free face the best I can. There are still streaks marring her beautiful face, but it adds to her already appealing features, enhancing what she has naturally.
In all honesty, I’d love nothing more than to fuck her senseless with every drop of Killian’s blood painted on her face, but for what I have planned, I don’t want his blood to get inside her mouth when we get messy.
“I want to defile your body on top of your daddy’s desk, sweetheart.” Dropping the cloth, I stick my thumb inside my mouth, licking the pad to get it wet. Then I run my saliva across her lips to clean any remaining blood. “While Krishna fucks these pretty little lips and paints your throat with his cum as your pussy milks my dick.”
Dipping my head and cocking it to the side, my lips capture hers as my eyes beckon K to come to the other side of the desk. I can’t get over how soft she feels and how she melts into my touch. When Krishna and I kiss, it’s hard and we’re both demanding more and trying to see how brutal we can be. With her, it’s the opposite and more sensual than anything I’ve ever felt. I don’t understand how she and I fit as perfectly as K and I do.
It shouldn’t be possible. It defies all the logic in my head.
Wrapping my hands around the bottom of her ass where the meaty flesh meets the top of the back of her thighs, I squeeze and lift her off the floor and sit her on the edge of the desk.
Not being able to hold back the smile that breaks our kiss, I whisper into her mouth loud enough that I know K hears me. “You’re not wearing panties, naughty girl.”
When she doesn’t ask me to stop, I pull back far enough to look into her emerald eyes as my hands untie the knot on her wraparound blouse. I won’t stick my dick inside her until she tells me she wants it.
“Say it, Ciera.”
