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“Twisted fuck,” Dante says with a snarl.
“This is good news, D. It means that Monique is dispensable, but not Joey.”
“You know my sister though, right? Never backs down from a challenge. Never runs from a fight. She will run her mouth as soon as she finds out what the fuck is going on. He’ll kill her.”
“No, she won’t. She’s smarter than that,” I assure him.
“I fucking hope so.”
I take Ash’s face in my hands and kiss his forehead, making him groan with disgust.
Everything’s falling into place like a puzzle that I just found the last, most important piece of. “I fucking love you, but we have to go to Racine.”
“Why are we going to Racine?” Dante asks.
“Because I know where his place is.”
“What? Where?”
“Above a sex club called Elena’s Erotic Arena in Racine.”
“How the fuck do you know that?”
“I’ll explain in the car. Now, can we please go get my fucking girl?”
He turns to Ash. “Get some rest, buddy and thank you.”
“My pleasure. Tell her I’m sorry I let her down,” he whispers as his eyes close.
“You didn’t, Ash,” I tell him, but I doubt he heard me.
I call Lorenzo and bring him up to speed while Dante drives as fast as possible to Racine. When I’m done, I tell Dante how a complimentary tin of breath mints is going to lead us to his sister.
ChapterForty-Six
JOEY
Viktor brushes his fingertips over my face, almost reverently. I force myself not to flinch at his touch.
“Your father promised you to me a long time ago, Guiseppina.”
My father what now? “I don’t understand,” I say, shrinking back. Making myself appear as small and weak as possible.
“That is why your brothers sent you away. They thought they could keep you from me.”
“That’s why they sent me to Italy?”
“Yes.”
I blink at him. I can’t believe those assholes never told me. I can’t believe Max never told me. I am so over them treating me like a goddamn foolish child. “They never told me that.”
“I figured as much. But you were always meant to be mine. I have waited a long time to claim you.”
My stomach lurches and I swallow the bile that burns my throat. Just how the hell does he intend to claim me? My face must show my fear and disgust because he laughs. The sound is cruel, and it raises the hairs on the back of my neck.
“Don’t worry. I won’t take you until we are married. I won’t touch you until you are intact again. No longer tainted by that animal, Maximo.”
Every cell in my body screams for me to rage at him, to break out of these restraints and kill him with my bare hands. But logic reminds me that I would get about as far as scratching his face. He’s much stronger than me, so I’ll have to use my intelligence to get out of here.
