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“Come here.”
He opens his arms and I jump in and emerge, brushing against his body. His mouth sets on mine, wrapping me in him.
“Where is my brother?” I ask. Kieran pushes me up the pool stairs, his hands on my ass. I shoot him a glare and he offers me the most innocent look. He can’t pull that off.
“Dealing with your father.”
“Alone?”
Panic hits me, and he kisses my shoulder, drying me with a towel.
“Cam’s a big boy. Don’t worry.”
“Of course, I worry. He’s my brother.”
Kieran cups my face and says, “I love how fiercely you love. I love how fierce you are and how you want everyone safe.”
“Don’t distract me.”
“Your brother wants your father at his command, that’s all. He would never pass up a chance of keeping this lifestyle.”
“But I don’t get it.”
“Your father suffers from a god complex, believing he’s the mightiest and no one can stop him. To him, being a puppet in someone else’s hands is the biggest failure.”
“I thought…”
I hesitate, and he says, “I don’t kill for sport, Aurora. I am not a good man either, but I don’t take pleasure in killing. I prefer keeping them alive while I strip them of everything.”
I stare at him, knowing that’s the part of him I thought I would hate forever. The part that will make it impossible for me to love him. And it’s now when my husband blatantly tells me he likes to torture, more than kill, that I find how deep in love I amwith him because the first thing going through my head is, I pray for him to be safe.
“Are you scared?” His voice breaks, reminding me there is also this other side: caring, loving, and sweet.
“No. Never of you, but for you.”
“You know I love you. I’d rather kill myself than harm you or let anything bad happen to you.”
I feel the truth of his words reverberating through me. I rise onto my tiptoes and kiss him.
“I take you as you are, Kieran,” I confess and his smile reappears. For now it’s just me and my sweet Kieran, the other under lock and key, to be unleashed later for his enemies.
We spend the evening with the guys fighting at the barbecue and even Chiara’s lips curve up in a small smile.
“Flip it already,” Kieran says.
“Cato, it’s fucking burnt,” Cameron adds, voice dipped in frustration.
“You two know shit.”
I drink from a glass of wine, chuckling as they put new patties on the grill.
“How do you deal with his possessiveness?” she asks and I look at Kieran while his eyes find mine, love and this inextricable link between us, sizzling.
“He makes up for it.” I giggle and she pushes me playfully.
“Yes, at least they’re good in bed.”
I turn my head to her and her eyes go wide.
