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then my eyes meet my dad’s and I read so much rage, so much hate, so much pure, unadulterated resentment, that my skin crawls. His eyes are clearing stating that if he ever gets his hands back on me, I’m a dead woman.
* * *
SAL
“Are you fucking stupid? What the fuck did I just say, you fucking piece of shit?” I bark at Stephane Sinclair.
He lowers his gaze, keeping his fucking eyes averted. Yeah, that’s what I fucking thought.
“Let’s get out of this fucking place,” Danni says.
And we all file behind him, guns in hand, still forming a protective circle around Vito and our girl. Misha and I walking backwards behind them til we exit the house.
We came in separate cars. We always do. Safety first. Using in a single vehicle would make it too easy for our enemies to decapitate four families in one shot.
The three of us walk Vito and Isa to his gleaming black Maserati Levante. He gently settles her into the passenger seat, then swiftly rounds the car and takes off. There’s no time to waste. Isabelle needs to be taken to safety, and who knows how long it will take Sinclair to starts thinking retaliation. Misha, Danni, and me jump into our luxurious sports cars and speed away, making gravel fly, and dust fill the air in the mansion’s circle driveway. Vito’s driving in the middle, sandwiched between us, and we all know where we’re taking our woman.
* * *
We drive away from Delmonte and the coast, into the mainland, pass the Alisal River, and end up on the winding dirt road that climbs up the Santo Lucio Mountains. Thirty minutes after we left Stephane Sinclair’s mansion, we arrive at our destination. From the outside, it’s a modest one-story house, hidden behind lines of tall trees, tucked away high up.
We had this place built up from the ground. It’s secluded and safe. A veritable bunker. It’s also full of surprises, and I can’t wait to witness Isabelle’s reaction when she gets the grand tour. Because the modest facade is just that. A decoy. the house expands at the back and underground into eight thousand square feet of reinforced walls, bulletproof windows, and luxurious amenities. We could keep her tucked away and pampered here for weeks without needing any contact with the outside world.
There are ten bedrooms, including one large shared space, with a custom-made bed. All equipped with their own decadent bathrooms and vast walk-in closets filled with clothes and accessories for all five of us. A movie theater, indoor pool, gym, sauna, tennis court, library, professional kitchens, a game room. And more.
We’ve been preparing for this moment for a long while. What we feel for this woman. The lust, the affection… The wild possessiveness. It cannot be described or contained. Isabelle Sinclair is ours, and today we will show her. We’ll claim her, make love to her, fuck her stupid, and make her feel like she’s the most precious being in the world.
Misha’s driving ahead so when the garage door slides up, I know he must have activated the mechanism. We file in behind what seems from the outside like a simple two-car garage, but once inside turns out to be spacious enough to fit ten sizable vehicles.
When Vito gets Isabelle’s door, her long, shapely legs stretch out and she rises off her seat, eyes wide, taking in her surroundings.
“What’s… what’s this place?” she asks, her throaty voice filled with awe.
For the first time since Vito came out of the balcony carrying Isa in his arms, my mouth hooks up to the side, and I know everything will be alright. the four of us together have always been able to accomplish anything we put our mind to. and now that we have our girl by our side? We’re fucking unstoppable.
* * *
ISA
I know I must look like an idiot but I can’t help it. This place is fucking insane. My eyes go from the four men surrounding me, to all the high security and expensive gadgets all around, and I’m floored.
What almost looked like a cozy mountain cabin from the exterior is in fact a sprawling mansion on the inside. The open floor plan stretches deep into the back. And there’s a fucking elevator, discreetly carved into one wall, that takes us to the lower level, which is even more impressive than the top floor. The guys show me how the different elements of the security system, and I feel like I’m in Fort Knox. Between the reinforced steel, cameras and alarms everywhere, panic buttons, lock-down areas.
“What is this place?” I ask, standing in the middle of a magnificent family room. All warm, cozy, and luxuriously furnished.
“Ours,” Danni volunteers.
“We had it built,” Misha adds.
“This is our safe place,” Vito chimes in, wrapping an arm around my shoulders.
“No one will harm you here,” Sal concludes.
My head turns from one sexy giant to the other. And I remember. I remember why I used to avoid being in the presence of all four men at the same time. It’s too much. Especially after today’s events. I’m used to violence, and extreme situations with my father. But add to that the quadruple effect of The Tetrad? I’m fucking done for.
“Okay, this is a lot,” I sigh, removing my shoes, and settling into the closest couch.
Sal comes stretch his long body at my feet on the thick carpet. He turns his intense gaze to me, and I reach down to brush silky strands of hair away from his forehead.
