Page 66 of Sinful Honor


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I was playing a dangerous game, hiding her here as it was, and the fewer people knew about her, the better.

“But—”

“Go!” I growled and gave her a little shove toward the door.

She stumbled, then stopped, turned back and glared at me.

I was in her face in one stride. “You got exactly one fucking second to follow my command.”

Her eyes widened.

“And if I hear so much as a peep, I will take you over my knee and make sure to show you your place.”

The delicious images of her naked upturned ass on my lap stirred my desire.

Her sharp intake of breath and widening pupils were music to my ears—and went straight to my dick.

Desire danced in her eyes before she caught herself and narrowed her eyebrows, and her eyes flashed with anger.

But at least she turned around and disappeared into the bathroom without another word.

Her luck because my self-control around her was running dangerously low.

As I stood alone in the room, I couldn’t help but replay our earlier conversation in my head.

“You protect me, and I protect you.”

She had risked her life for me—twice—despite having been caged, despite the marks on her body proving just how dangerous my world was. I shook my head. It was equal parts infuriating and endearing, and I couldn’t deny the way it made my heart thunder in my chest. And my dick throb for her.

“Focus, dimwit,” I muttered under my breath, forcing myself to concentrate on the task at hand.

I needed to find out who sent these men and how they managed to infiltrate our home. And more importantly, I needed to make sure it never happened again.

The sound of footsteps in the hallway snapped me back to reality. I glanced at the bathroom, then focused on the door. It was time to face the music and find out what happened tonight. For her sake, for my family’s sake, and it was paramount to survive the next few hours, or days, or however long we still had. Because the next attack would come. And it might just be fatal.

No more than a second later, Cristo and Alessandro burst through the door followed by a few of our men who flooded the room, guns drawn and ready to kill.

Cristo’s and Alessio’s eyes widened as they took in the scene before them—the two dead intruders on the floor, their weapons cluttered on the floor, and the mess of white powder that covered me from head to toe and made my skin itch.

“Merda!” Cristo cursed, his eyes darting between the bodies and my powder-covered form. “What the hell happened here, Gabri?”

“Two uninvited guests decided to pay me a visit,” I replied tersely, my voice tight with anger. “I dealt with them.”

“Clearly,” Alessandro muttered, his gaze narrowing as he studied the carnage. “How did they get in? Our security is supposed to be impenetrable.”

“‘Supposed to be’ being the key phrase here.” I watched him closely. Was he the traitor? Would my own brother betray our family like this? I clenched my fists, feeling the rage boiling inside just thinking about it.

But the facts were undeniable. They’d breached our defenses. Someone had managed to slip through whatever security we had in place, and it was only by sheer luck—and the hidden safe room—that I was still standing here.

“Who sent them?” Cristo demanded, holstering his weapon as he approached one of the bodies, nudging with his foot. “Any idea?”

“None yet.” I shook my head, frustration gnawing at me. “But we’ll find out. And when we do, whoever is responsible for this will pay.”

My thoughts drifted back to the woman hiding in the bathroom, the fear I’d seen in her eyes as she stared down at the dead men. They would pay for putting her in danger, too.

“Of course,” Alessandro agreed, his dark eyes flashing with a mixture of concern and fury. “But first, we need to figure out how they got past our security. This can’t happen again.”

“Agreed,” I growled, crossing my arms over my chest and locking eyes with Alessio, staring him down.

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