Page 75 of The Darkest King


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The world around us disappears, and the need to kiss her overtakes every nerve in my body. I lose complete control of my mind and turn to her. Mia stretches up onto her toes as I cup her jaw.

I’m aware the cameras are clicking like mad, but I don’t give a fuck. All I care about is claiming those glossy lips.

Keep it family friendly, Barrett.

My mouth lowers to hers, and as a white-hot need spreads through me, I kiss her hard, taking all the sweetness she’ll give me.

Holy hell.

I release her mouth, my eyes never leaving hers, and I see the same surprise I know she sees in mine. That was more than lust. And we need to keep it bottled up.

There is no room for emotions in this arrangement.

None.










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“Is he going to followus everywhere?” Sienna asks, and I nod.

Connor insisted I have a security team, and after much debate, I agreed to one man. Although, George is the size of two men. Much like Connor but with short brown hair, and I’m not sure he knows how to smile.

Then again, that’s not his job.

I’m used to having protection, but for Sienna, this is new. Along with the paparazzi trailing us. They’re keeping their distance, and I suspect it’s because they think George is a mobster—something I’m not going to correct.

“Yes,” I reply, pushing open the door to Toast Bar. “It’s better than having cameras right up in our face, trust me.”

“They weren’tnotin our face.” Sienna shoots me a look as we spot Duncan and Isabelle and wave. “They literally swarmed you when we walked out of the building.”

It could’ve been a lot worse, but I don’t argue. None of this is fun or normal for her. Or for me. I’ve been in the shadows of the Mancini mafia world, protected and of little interest to the U.S. media.

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