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I was incapable of escaping, his for as long as he craved. His stamina was unlike anything I’d experienced, and I was exhausted from the brutal fucking. When his muscles finally tensed, he nuzzled against my ear, his dark whisper another command that couldn’t be ignored.

“Come with me.”

“I don’t…”

“Do it. Do it now.”

His voice was hypnotizing, and my body betrayed me, another powerful climax sweeping through my system. I’d succumbed to him, his commands and needs without question. It was as if he had full control over me. As his cock reached the deepest part of me, I let out a single sharp yell.

It didn’t matter how embarrassing the moment or how many people were outside, listening to our savage fucking. All that I cared about was the intensity of the release, my body floating as the sweet wave rolled over me.

He growled in my ear as he exploded deep inside, holding me aloft as he pumped his hips against me.

“Come have dinner with me tonight,” he whispered hoarsely.

“Yes. I will,” I said without hesitation.

“Good girl. Be prepared to be totally obedient. And remember, no one else can dare ever touch you again.”

As he pulled out, I fell against the glass, struggling to make sense of what just happened.

“Where do you live?” he asked.

I muttered the address, still unable to process anything. But as he eased his cock back into his pants, raking his fingers through his hair, I remained unblinking as I watched him.

He rolled his fingers down my spine, slowly trickling them down the crack of my ass. Then his upper lip curled. “Be prepared, my little slut. Tonight I’ll claim your ass.”

CHAPTER5

Gabriel

I fisted my hand as I thought about her, the tingle from having her throat in my fingers something I wouldn’t soon forget. For a few seconds, the thought of having her life in my hands had been more powerful than any other experience I’d had. The sick part of me had wanted to crush her larynx, waiting as the light drained from her eyes. The sane man had wanted to take her like an animal, refusing to allow her to say no.

Was any side of me better than the other, or was I nothing more than a twisted fuck who was exactly like my father? In the weeks since accepting the position as head of the family, I’d been forced to see the light, as my mother would say. In other words, I’d learned that all the years I’d tried to pretend I wasn’t a part of the Giordano family had been bullshit.

I’d proven that earlier and would do so again, only this time feeding my penchant for blood. It had become a drug to me, much like she could, the need festering until I had no choice but to seek out relief. Fortunately, I’d managed to keep it under control for the most part, trying to maintain status quo with the soldiers and other employees.

I’d allowed the pseudo deal with the Morettis to remain in place, never learning what Luciano had died in order to rectify, but it was only a matter of time. When word that I was taking over had hit the street, it was as if our enemies had taken a pause, waiting to see what I was made of. What I couldn’t do at this point was let my guard down. There were issues, but so far they’d been handled. Still, it was only a matter of time. What I couldn’t tolerate any longer was the fact certain private information had been used against us. That meant I had at least one traitor within the organization.

The business end had been no problem, the ebb and flow of our legitimate businesses a well-oiled machine. I had to give Luciano credit. He’d turned the corporation into a Fortune 100 company in a few short years. He’d done so with integrity and earned respect.

He’d also gained that with the brutal men who worked under him, controlling the other aspects of our world. I was learning it wasn’t as easy as I’d led myself to believe, especially when one of Luciano’s most trusted men continued to defy me.

I’d allowed it to happen given my brother’s death. No longer. I needed to send a message that everyone in the organization would understand.

Fuck with me and face my wrath.

Still, as I walked into the Club Rio, the shining star of our portfolio, it was difficult to take my mind off Sarah. She’d been completely unexpected, especially the attraction I’d felt instantly. I’d expected to hate her, using that vile, loathsome feeling to begin stripping away her defenses. Instead, I’d fucked her like a wild animal in the middle of a boutique on a busy street.

Since then, I’d craved more.

Perhaps most surprising of all was the fact she’d enjoyed every minute of being fucked by a stranger. By an evil man. Little did she know what she was facing.

I hissed as I studied the sweeping dance floor in the bright light. The club had been my father’s brainchild, a location where debauchery and lust feasted on unsuspecting yet powerful clients who could partake in anything they desired to satiate their proclivities.

No matter how depraved.

It was part casino and part sex club, all wrapped around a five-star restaurant and vodka bar. The money made and lost in the establishment was phenomenal.

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