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I’m stillawake when Dante comes to bed a few hours later. He climbs in beside me, smelling of fresh shampoo and soap.

“You still awake, kitten?” he asks softly.

“Yes,” I whisper and then I’m wrapped in his arms as he strokes my hair and whispers things half in Italian, half in English that I don’t fully understand.

I weave my fingers through his hair and pull his face close to mine as I wrap one leg around his waist, rubbing my pussy against his hard cock.

His handsome face furrows in a frown. “I have something to tell you.”

“What is it?”

“The reason those men took you…” His eyes narrow as he tucks a lock of hair behind my ear. “It was your brother.”

Somehow I suspected Leo was involved all along but when such thoughts entered my head I always dismissed them too quickly before they could ever take root. Because the thought that what happened to me had anything to do with my own brother is too unthinkable. “Leo? But why?”

“He owed them some money.”

“And?” I mean he owed a lot of people money.

“When he couldn’t pay, he offered them an alternative.”

Tears sting my eyes. “Me?” I whisper.

“I’m sorry, Kat. I have no reason to believe they were lying to me.”

I shake my head as tears run down my cheeks. “I guess you were right about me being his most valuable asset after all, right? Just something for men like you and my brother to trade like poker chips,” I snap as anger and injustice and betrayal burn through my veins.

I see the pain in his eyes and I know he doesn’t deserve to bear the brunt of my rage right now, but Leo’s betrayal hurts me more than I can bear and I can’t direct these feelings at the man who deserves them.

“You are the most precious thing in the world to me, Kat. I would die before I ever let anyone harm you.”

I look into his dark eyes and despite where we started, I believe him right now.

“I want to forget about it all. I don’t want to go to sleep with these thoughts in my head, Dante.”

Knowing what I need, like he always does, his hand slides beneath my t-shirt where he traces his fingertips over my scar. “Those men will never hurt you again, Kat.”

“I know.”

He presses his lips over my throat as he rocks his hips so lightly against me, causing his cock to rub softly against my pussy.

“Please don’t be gentle with me, Dante. I can’t stand it.”

“Why?”

I choke down a sob that comes at me from nowhere. “I’m hormonal and emotional. Right now, I can’t tell the difference between ownership and affection, or desperation and love.”

“Maybe there is no difference. The world isn’t always black and white, kitten.”

“I know, but I’m afraid,” I whisper.

“Of what?”

“Of falling.”

“If you fall, I promise to catch you.”

My heart blooms in my chest at his words even if he only means that for right now. But then his face changes, and he stares at me with eyes full of concern. “You want to exorcise some demons with me instead, kitten?”

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