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“Did you just dare the head of the mob and the man that just put a gun to your head a minute ago to kill you?”
“Apparently.” I can’t decide if he’s pissed, impressed, or wondering how much the blood will stain his rug.
“What did you think I would do when you told me?”
I go with honesty. “I thought you’d kill me.”
“Why did you decide to tell me?”
I feel like he’s looking straight into my soul. I can’t handle it. I break eye contact and look at the floor.
“Look at me, Roxanne.” His voice is quiet, calm.
So I do.
“Because one way or another, I’m probably going to die soon, and I don’t want to lie to you anymore.”
Something changes in his expression. The anger is there, but something else too. Desire? Hunger? My heart starts to pound again against my ribs. He pushes up from his desk and stalks toward me. He pulls me to my feet and kisses me. It’s violent and possessive and raw.
Then his phone rings. He answers in Gaelic. His expression sours. When he hangs up, he turns to me.
“I have to go out, but I’ll be back soon. The penthouse is secured and guarded. I won’t be gone long.”
I nod. He leads me back to my room and locks the door behind me.
CHAPTER26
Sean
A fucking reporter, for Christ’s sake. What the hell am I supposed to do with that bombshell? She’s right to assume I’d have killed her. If she were anybody else I would have. I don’t need a psychologist to explain it to me. She’s the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen. Her eyes haunted my fucking dreams after seeing her for all of a minute in the park. Her petite height, toned body, and deep brown hair basically walked out of any sane man’s fantasy.
Then I met her. The fire and determination when my men found her at the warehouse, her utter commitment to not being anyone’s victim astounded me. I’ve never seen a woman fight with her body and survive with her soul. She’s smart and funny. Grown men would collapse into sobbing mush at the shit she’s been through and she not only didn’t, she kept making jokes.
And fuck, the way it felt when she was bent over my knee, the way her gorgeous ass blossomed pink and red with my hand prints.
But what the hell was she thinking getting involved with the fucking Bratva? When I think of how close she was to that sadistic bastard, how she could have been hurt, I want to rage and break everything in the goddamned room. I’ve been attracted to women before, I’ve fucked them, I’ve taken care of them, but never before have I had the overwhelming need to protect one, to keep her safe and warm in my bed.
It was painful to leave tonight. I’ve never been so angry or turned on in my life. I wanted to bend her over my desk, spank her ass until she apologized for every lie and every time she put herself in danger, and then bury my cock in her hot pussy.
But when Patrick called with the update, leaving was required. Some of my men were in the hospital. I have always, and will always, take care of family. From making sure that the security around our men is tight, so they can actually rest without being afraid of their enemies coming in to finish the job, to supporting the families, to reminding the medical staff who these men belong to. It’s twofold—it’s the right thing to do, but it’s also good for business and breeds loyalty. Men who know that the mob will take care of them and their family are loyal.
Luckily the boys aren’t too banged up, though it sounds like the Russians were. We hit another one of their shipping warehouses, but they expected us this time given recent events.
I’ve only been gone a few hours, but it feels much longer when I finally pull back into the garage. I see Liam standing guard outside the lift. Which would be fine, except Liam is supposed to be at the other end. Protecting Roxanne.
“Liam! What the hell are you doing down here? Why the fuck aren’t you upstairs?”
He pales. “Oh, well, since you had Jimmy come to supplement the security he figured it would be better to have one of us down here and he’d stay up there.”
“What the fuck did you say? I didn’t send Jimmy.” Before the sentence is fully out of my mouth, it hits me. I sprint into the elevator and activate the lift. Jimmy is alone with Roxanne.
Roxanne, who beat the hell out of him and embarrassed him.
Jimmy, who Patrick says is still sore over it.
Hold on, baby.
CHAPTER27
