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I needed to hug her, too. She didn’t need to know that, though. She didn’t need to know I hadn’t slept since I put her here because I couldn’t sleep when she wasn’t in my arms, when I wasn’t inside her.
“Please. Tino. I need you. I’m begging you.”
The way she was begging me with that faint, broken voice was exactly why I didn’t run to her the first time when that was all I wanted. I waited, knowing she’d do just that, and I’d savor the pleasure. A little smile crept on my face as I listened to her. Then I waited for her to say it one more time before I joined her.
A long, hard sigh seeped out of her when I wrapped my arms around her from behind. She buried herself as deep as possible in my embrace, and then her tears streamed down her face.
I held her tighter as her crying turned into uncontrollable sobs. “Shhhh, I’m here, Angel.”
“Thank you, Tino. That’s all I need, for you to be here. For you to never leave me.”
I wish I could leave, my Angel. But every time I imagined the world without her, I couldn’t bear my own skin on my bones. I wondered if Leo could be no longer obsessed with Anastasia or Angel, if he could just walk away and even fall in love with someone else, why couldn’t I?
Why did my Angel felt like a literal lifeline to me?
Why, when she was an ungrateful brat that had the audacity to betray me, couldn’t I stand life without her?
Leo told me he didn’t love Anastasia or Angel. It was nothing but a sick obsession, a fantasy he created in his head but in its intensity was far more powerful than the stupid four-letter emotion. With the doctor, there was no fantasy. It was real.
I was obsessed with Angel. From the moment I saw her. At first, I was obsessed with protecting her innocence, that poor child that needed saving from her own blood, and her own darkness. Then she grew into a beautiful woman, and my obsession took a different turn. I had to have her, every piece of her, all to myself.
Then I fell in love with her. Every move, every smile, every tear, every inch, every scar, every heartbeat. Even when I wouldn’t accept it, when I wouldn’t tell her, when I wouldn’t even tell myself.
I was obsessed with Angelina. I loved my Angel.
That was my answer.
It didn’t get any stronger or sicker than that. There was no remedy or cure for me. There was no breaking our bond except through blood. Mine and hers together.
Ti amo, Angel. I unzipped my pants and pulled out my cock, and then I slipped it inside her and closed my eyes. Tonight I finally fell asleep.
CHAPTER TEN
TINO
It only took a few weeks, with the help of Jesse Savage and the other chapters of the Wicked Warriors, to own the whole Midwest, not just Chicago. What could I say? He owed me a lot for helping him and Anastasia, and he was happy to repay the debt.
A few months later, I was expanding north to Oregon. The Irish there weren’t as organized as they should have, and the MCs were nothing but rogue gangsters. I came with a better business plan and bigger cuts. They couldn’t refuse the offer I made them to team up with me. It was better than the alternative. The ones that weren’t smart enough to partner with me screamed like little bitches when they went in flames.
I peered at the map on my desk, Michele next to me. I was pleased with the progress, but he didn’t seem to share my enthusiasm.
“Parla,” I said.
He stared at me for a moment and then back at the map. “We’re tightening everything around the Lanzas, leaving them nothing but the West.”
“That is the plan, Michele. Take everything, leave them with nothing but their little home. They’re lucky they still have a turf.” They were lucky I left them alive in the first place. “With us dominating the Midwest and the North, they can have no allies to try to get back what they’ve lost.”
“There’s still the South and East.”
I chuckled. “Good luck with that. The South belongs to the cartel. Every mobster family that has tried to sneak in there failed miserably. And the East is a lost cause with the fucking Larvins.”
“Enzio is deep with the cartel, and the Night Skulls. Texas chapter owns the MC scene in the whole South.”
“Which is great because they hate the San Francisco chapter that was friends with the Lanzas. Furore hated that cazzone Roar may he never fucking rest in peace. He’d never side with Enzio who used to be BFF with the child rapist, not after what happened to Furore’s sister. And the Larvins hate the Lanzas as much as we hate the Larvins.”
He gave me that look again.
“Che Cazzo? Speak your mind, Michele. What’s worrying you so much?”
