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He groans. “I might be.” He presses against me, and his grip on my arms tightens. My body tightens, and I realize I’m holding my breath. “But I know damn well that you are.”
In a quarter second, his lips are suddenly pressing hotly to mine. He kisses me savagely and deeply. It’s rough and demanding, but it’s the single hottest moment of my life. I let go, and my lips part for him. He growls and kisses me deeper, taking what he wants. And I’m willingly giving it to him.
It feels like there’s fire in my veins and a drum inside my chest when he pulls away. His eyes captivate mine, and his jaw clenches tight.
“Max,” he growls under his breath. “My name is Max.”
Without another word, he turns and strides out the door. It slams behind him, and I hear a key in the lock before there’s silence. Well, at least it would be silent if not for the deafening sound of my pulse racing in my ears.
5
Max
Shit.That should not have happened. I had a plan with all of this. It was a cobbled together one, but it was still plan: take Tessa, make Dino pay. And if he wanted to throw in a beach house somewhere that doesn’t extradite, even better.
The plan did not involve kissing Tessa. The fantasy did, but not the fucking plan. I mean I know why I did it, because I couldn’t stand another second of not kissing her. Because she provokes me, and winds me up. Because she entices me and temps me like nothing else in my life ever has. I know why I kissed her. But I also know that I shouldn’t have.
I replay it again in my head, and I groan. My pulse beats faster. My cock thickens in my jeans. I growl and reach down to cup my large, throbbing size. I give my swollen cock a squeeze through the denim and groan again.
But just as quickly, I pull my hand away. No, I need to stay focused. I can’t allow myself to drown in my desire for Tessa. I can’t let my guard down. For one, she might get away. But for two, half the damn mob is out there right now hunting for me.
I close my eyes. They stay closed too long, and I quickly open them again. I’m exhausted, and I’m approaching the end of my reserves. Not great given the current situation. I’ve got a mob princess as my captive. It’s like having the tiger by the fucking tail. And this is one pissed off tiger.
There’s more to all of this than just Dino deciding to randomly off me on a job. He’s doing it to silence me, because he knows what I found out about him. It was maybe a week before he offered me this last job. I was on another job, breaking into a lower-level, up-and-coming crew’s headquarters. It was a Dino job too. He wanted their operations ruined, their supply contacts stolen, and their HQ torched. Anything I found aside from that was mine to keep, though.
The boss of this rival crew had a cheap-ass little safe that I easily broke into. It netted me a cool thirty thousand bucks and some sweet watches. But it also had a hard drive labeled “De Luca.”
Naturally, curiousity got the better of me, but I wish I hadn’t. Basically, it was the rival crew’s Dead Man’s Switch. I think it was leverage. If they go down, Dino goes down too. Because what I found was awful. It was proof that Dino was into some messed up shit. He wasn’t just being a typical mob prick; he was running girls. Younger ones, too, and mostly illegal immigrants from Latin American and Eastern Europe.
I don’t know how Dino knows that I’m clued in to his business. But I know he knows. It’s the only reason he’d have come after me like this. It also means this isn’t over by a long shot. I have information that could sink Dino. The Feds would definitely want to know about it. But so would the upper level bosses above Dino. That shit doesn’t fly with the mob.
My eyes close again. But my phone rings loudly, startling me. I glance down and frown at the name on the screen before I answer.
“Colton.” Colton’s a friend from way, way back. He and I came up together on the streets. We learned to steal together, did jobs together, all of that. Colton works as a freelance bounty hunter now. He takes mob contracts too, hunting down rogue captains or people who’ve put their hands in the cookie jar. We don’t keep up as much as I’d like to these days, but he’s still a good friend.
“Max,” he drawls back. “Long time, buddy.”
“Long time, man,” I grin. I sit back in the sofa, trying to keep my eyes open.
“You sound like shit, man.”
I chuckle. “Good to hear from you too, douchebag. How’ve you been?”
He sighs. “Max, I’m gonna level with you. This isn’t exactly a social call.” I frown. Colton grunts. “Heard you’re in some shit, man.”
I glance down at the mess of bandages under my shirt. I seriously need to find a doctor or change this myself.
“I’m fine,” I grunt.
Colton snorts. “Not what I heard.”
“Gossiping about me, Colton?”
“I heard the whole fucking De Luca crew is looking to put a hole in your head, Max,” he grunts.
“I’ve dealt with worse. Dino’s guys are a bunch of pussies anyways.”
“Fuck it. Max, I gotta be honest. They hired me.”
