Page 49 of Ruthless Vows


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“Thinking about how greedy that wet pussy was for my cock. How good you took every single inch of me.”

Redness blooms on her cheeks. After everything tonight, and that’s what’s got her feeling embarrassed?

“Don’t feel embarrassed with me, Giana. Never. You’ve got nothing to be ashamed or embarrassed of.”

Me, on the other hand…

“I wasn’t completely honest with you the night we met,” she spits out quickly, like if she didn’t say the words fast enough, she wouldn’t at all.

“Humans aren’t honest by nature. You know that, right?” I grip her hand in mine, and she kisses me.

It’s slow, sensual. It’s very Giana. She places her palm against my chest before ending our kiss, looking into my eyes.

“We’re naturally deceptive creatures, quite literally wired to deceive. Whether it’s to fit in, stand out, or gain an advantage over others, we’re liars. All of us.”

It's the truth, ironically enough.

“Have you lied to me?” she asks, and I can’t decide whether she’s trying to get me to give up information or if she’s trying to back me into a wall of some kind.

What’s her angle here?

“Yes, I have,” I tell her.

She immediately removes her hand from my chest, scooting away from me on the bed.

“Come on, kitten. I just said we all lie. I guarantee you’ve lied, and many times, to me since we met. Don’t be like that.” I pull her close to me again, putting my arm around her so she can rest her head on my forearm. “Now, what weren’t you honest about the night we—”

I’m cut off by the sudden blow of the door being shattered into pieces, wood shrapnel flying in every direction, a smoke bomb detonating, and a spray of bullets flying through the air.

“Get down, Giana,” I yell at her, yanking her from the bed and onto the floor, getting her as far under the bed as I can manage before pulling my side piece from where it lies in my pants on the floor.

I flip off the safety and shoot, trying to use the bed for cover once the smoke clears.

“Fuck,” I mutter, my heart beating rapidly in my chest.

I yank on my pants quickly and throw Giana the blanket, keeping my gun drawn toward the doorway the entire time.

“Show your fucking face, coward!” I yell into the void. “You come in here and fuck up my shit, you best fucking face me like a man instead of a coward hiding around a corner.”

I taunt the bastard out of his hiding spot, and I’m met with none other than two Amato fucks. Guess they took care of their raid quicker than I thought they would.

“Well, if it isn’tlittleGabriel,” I mock Gabriel’s son, Gabriel Jr. “DidDaddysend you in to do his dirty work?”

“Gabriel, what are you doing here? What the hell is going on?” Giana scoots out from under the bed and comes to stand between the two of us.

She’s still naked, but thank fucking God she has the blanket draped around her.

What the fuck is she doing?

The look on Gabriel Jr.’s face says it all. His eyes widen as he trains his gun on me, signaling to his fuck of a friend to keep his eye on me so he can deal with his sister.

Gabriel bursts out in laughter, damn near doubling over at the sight of his sister, naked as the day she was born, standing between us.

“Well, isn’t this fucking rich?” he gets out between laughs.

I want to knock that smug fucking look right off his scarred-up face. Doesn’t surprise me that someone took a knife to his pretty-boy looks. He runs a hand through his dark hair, shaking his head as if he can’t believe what he’s seeing.

“Damn, bro. Never thought I’d see your little sis like this. Wrapped up with a DeSantis. Why don’t you drop the blanket, baby? You’re lookin’ fine as fu—”

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