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I should’ve done it the night of the wedding, but I didn’t want blood on my hands and then have to go back and enjoy the rest of the evening with Valentina. It would be tainted.

This line of interrogation and torture is generally done at the warehouse, and I’m not usually the one inflicting the blows. But, realizing how much he’s hurt Valentina makes me change my mind about how far I’m willing to go to. And I’ll go all the way.

Also, I realize she hasn’t really had any major relationships since him, so the more I think about it, the more I am starting to understand the things she may have kept hidden.

Obviously, this guy wasn’t nice to her during their relationship. Did she really feel so unworthy that she thought she had to put up with that?

Valentina could have the world. She’s better than me, so much better. And a part of me feels like a selfish ass for keeping her to myself. But I can’t not now… I can’t let any other man so much as look at her.

I roll up in his driveway and I see his car. I know it’s his because Sloane has already cleverly sent me a copy of his license plate.

My sleek red Alfa looks extremely out of place here, even though it’s a nice neighborhood, I don’t want to linger too long and bring unwanted attention to myself.

It’s been hard enough already trying to shake Rocco off my trail and wanting to know my every move. I know he may be starting to suspect something, so I can use this as a ruse.

I will need to let Angelo know about the photos, just not the ones of us embracing. I will not put Valentina at risk for my own selfish needs.

Locking the car, I make my way to the front door.

It’s a two-story, new-looking townhouse, with a neatly manicured garden. Nothing is out of place.

I contemplate knocking, but for some reason, I try the handle. To my amusement, it’s unlocked, and as turn it and step inside, no alarm goes off.

I listen for any sign of movement or noise, but hear nothing.

With my hand on my holster, not that I plan on shooting the guy just yet, I close it gently, standing in the front entryway.

It’s nice inside. Gleaming marble floors, artwork on the walls, nice furniture.

Toby’s mom and dad have money, that much is clear.

I don’t give a fuck about how they decorate; I just need to find him.

As I draw my gun out of my holster, I feel slightly on edge, wanting him to take this seriously. Maybe with a gun pointing in his face, he will this time.

I also really don’t want to get my new suit in a mess, though, the thought of breaking his face is still high on my agenda.

I walk into the lounge slowly but carefully, minding where I tread because I want to give him the element of surprise, and hoping he’s alone, so I can corner him and take my time with beating the shit out of him. The kitchen adjoins with the loungeroom and there’s a hallway leading off into another part of the house. As I walk through the kitchen, I hear a noise coming from down the hallway.

I begin to walk toward where the noise is coming from with slow, calculating footsteps. My heart hams up a notch when I hear voices from the very end of the hallway, and I hold my gun with both hands as I get closer.

I hear a male and female voice. Oh fucking great, he’s got a woman in there. This oughtta be fun.

Placing my hand on the door handle, I turn it slowly.

“Freeze, motherfucker!” I boom out as I push the door open and point my gun in the direction of his bed. Fucking great, he’s in bed with a woman, just what I didn’t need to see.

She screams, and he yelps even louder than her.

“Don’t fucking move!” I stalk over to the window and fling the curtain open to let in some light. They both hold their hands in the air, the girl looking completely terrified. I pick up what looks to be a pile of her clothes on the floor and fling them at her. “Get dressed, sweetheart, the fun is over.”

She scrambles out of the bed and reaches for her clothes.

“Get out of here,” I tell her. “And don’t even think about calling the cops, or I’ll be visiting your place straight after this.”

She stares at me as her bottom lip trembles.

“MOVE!” I bellow when she stands there completely frozen.

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