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A very good question, and I don’t have the answer. As I stand on one side of the room, pretending to listen to Massimo prattle on about another deal he’s struck with the bikers, all I can focus on isher.
The angel living under the devil’s roof.
My cock took control of my fucking brain for a moment of insanity. And the craziest thing is that Ella was into it. Hell, she was goading me to cross the line and speak the truth out loud. Truth that should never be spoken.
I can’t stop replaying the moment.
The way her lips parted, and she let out a barely audible moan when I squeezed her throat. If the journey had been longer, I would have had her naked and riding my cock with her tight virgin cunt before we made it to our destination.
I rub a hand across my face.
“Are you even listening?” Massimo asks, glaring at me.
“I’m distracted,” I admit, shaking my head. “This is my wife’s funeral.”
Massimo laughs. “Let’s be honest, you didn’t give two shits about Erin.”
I narrow my eyes. “I didn’t want Erin dead if that’s what you are suggesting.”
He purses his lips together. “Considering how you stare at her daughter, it wouldn’t surprise me if you did.”
“What the fuck is that supposed to mean?” Since Massimo took over as Don during my illness, he’s far more cocky.
“It means you look at her like a lion staring at a juicy steak.”
I growl. “Don’t be an idiot, Massimo. She’s my stepdaughter.”
He laughs. “Let’s be honest with each other, shall we?”
I glare at him. “What do you mean?”
“You don’t give a shit that she’s your stepdaughter. You have no morals, so don’t give me that excuse.”
“Be careful how you speak to me, son. You may be Don for now, but I can snatch the crown back if you test me.”
He stiffens. “I know that,” he replies through gritted teeth. “But that doesn’t mean I can’t call you out on your shit. I’ve known you all my life. You look at her like I’ve never seen you look at a woman.”
“She’s twenty-one years old,” I say.
He arches a brow. “And your point is?”
I’m not sure what my point is. I’ve fucked young women her age before, but I know that if I went there, there’d be no going back. Ella is the most beautiful, pure, innocent angel I’ve ever seen, and I’m the opposite. Rotten darkness that continues to fester.
I’d drink her in, and she wouldn’t survive me.
“What’s holding you back, Dad?” Massimo asks.
I clench my jaw, hating that my son knows me so well. “I’m not holding back. Ella will be sold to the highest bidding mafia family at auction in six weeks, and that will be the end of it.”
Even as I say it, I don’t know how I’ll go through with it.
“Really?” Massimo asks. “That doesn’t give us any control over the family we create ties with.”
I shrug. “It’s the best option. Ella’s not a blood relation, so the standard is to offer the marriage contract at auction.”
Massimo nods. “Right... Are you sure you can let her go?”
“Massimo, stop acting like a child. I’ve told you—”
