Page 40 of His Fatal Love

Neither does he.

“No,” he says at last. “I don’t think it was you.”

I give a cold smile. “Then a little less talking and a little more fucking, please, Romeo. Chop-chop. You’re on the clock.”

He laughs. “You’re the boss,” he mocks.

I circle him again, reaching out to slap him now and again, until he takes a punch back at me, which I duck easily.

“Thought we were fucking, not fighting,” he mutters.

I ignore him and start circling once more. He does, too, and then as if on a silent cue, we start fighting again, reaching out to hit and grapple at one another in an effort to get the upper hand.

I let him get hold of me, and his hands find their way to my ass, pulling me close until we’re flush against one another. “Why don’t you just bend over and open that hole up for me now?” he says in my ear. “No point delaying the inevitable.”

My breath catches in my throat as I feel his lips brush against my neck. I’ve never been aroused by such a simple touch before. It’salmostas if he knows exactly what to do and say to make my body react.

I’m not sure if I like this feeling or not. But it’s definitely unlike anything I’ve experienced before.

Leo pulls away, stares into my eyes again, and then his hands leave my ass, grab my face, and pull my mouth to his.

He kisses me. The Bernardi Enforcer iskissingme, as though this was some romantic interlude, and I...

I like it.

I’ve spent my entire life honing my instincts. I’m faster than most people, quicker to react, quicker to see things coming. But I didn’t see that kiss coming.

And I don’t see what’s coming next.

He breaks the kiss, pulls back, and I stand there in a daze, my mouth tingling. I watch his leg come up, and I realize far too late what he’s doing.

Before I can move, his foot connects with me. It’s not a kick.

It’s aboot.

I go flying across the room, and just before I land heavily on my back, he wiggles his fingers at me, exactly like I did to him that night at the docks.

I land hard, the breath shocked out of me. In any other situation, I might immediately roll, find a way to get back on my feet. Instead, I find myself contemplating my choices recently, and how they led to this moment.

Leo Bernardi looms over me, pulling the mask off his face so he can smirk at full blast. “Payback’s a bitch, huh? And so are you, Castellani.”

He laughs and reaches down, offering a hand to pull me up. I’m still a little winded from the impact, and from this angle, he’s tall and intimidating. He looks like a giant of a man compared to me, and he thinks he has the upper hand in this fight.

I feint reaching up for his hand to distract him as I swing my legs around in a scissoring sweep, catching him behind the knees and dropping him like a ton of bricks. I roll and lift up to my feet.

“Who’s the bitch now, Bernardi?” While he glares at me, I give a few provocative strokes of my half-hard cock. “You look good there on the ground.”

He snarls with rage and stumbles up, throwing the mask aside. “Alright, you little fuck. It’son.”

I grin, the same grin that never fails to enrage Sandro, and what do you know? It works on Leo, too. “Come on, then,” I tell him. “Come and give it to me.”

CHAPTER16

LEO

Julian’s hand shoots out,and I weave to the side just fast enough to avoid having my windpipe smashed in. He’s fast, way too fast for me to let him get me dancing. So I put my head down and charge, slap aside his incoming roundhouse kick, and slam him back against the wall. He lets out a soft gasp, half-pain, half-amazement, and then I peel him off the wall and throw him over my shoulder. He slams to the floor, face down, but I don’t make the mistake ofgoing over to stomp him. He waits a moment, just to see what I’m planning, then rolls over and gets to his feet.

“Wow,” he says, and wipes away the blood from his mouth. “You aresointo me.”

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