Page 92 of Secret Baby for the Mafia Prince

“Where is my daughter?”

“Safe.”

“I want to see her.”

“Did you try to kill my mother and brother?”

What?

“I said I want to see my daughter!”

“Answer me, Luca. Did you send him?”

“Who?”

Her breaths quicken as I take a step closer. She smells like lavender. Her luscious lips are begging for me to have a taste of them as she stays silent for a second. It’s taking every ounce of strength in me not to devour them.

“Please, Luca. Just answer me and I’ll be gone.” Her voice is now a whisper.

“I didn’t try to kill anyone in your family; not since I found out I had a daughter. It fucked up all my plans… and my mind.”

She squeezes her eyes shut and lets out a breath.

I feel it on my face.

“Be honest with me, Luca. Were you the one behind my father’s death?”

“No, Gianna.” I pause. “Though if I'm being honest with you, I had planned to. After the pain he had caused, I did want to kill him.”

Her eyes are still squeezed shut as I continue to speak.

“I had three years of planning my revenge on your family, but when I saw you again... I faltered. Fuck, being with you after all the years apart stopped me from exacting my plans the way I wanted to. Even though I hated your parents for what they did to mine, I am telling you I did not kill your father, Gianna.”

I pause again, unable to help myself. “Since we are being honest with each other right now, have you been with him?”

She opens her eyes and stares at me, puzzled.

“Give me a fucking answer, Gianna. Has Mateo had you?” I cannot explain the rage filling me now—at the thought that that son of a bitch has had his hands on her.

“No... no!”

Bullshit.

She flinches as I wrap my fingers around her throat. I don’t hold it tightly. “Don’t you fucking lie to me, Gianna. Has he fucked you?”

“Leave me the fuck alone, Luca.”

My blood boils in rage. I can’t let Mateo or anyone else have Gianna.

“Tell me now,” I command threateningly.

My lips are only an inch away from hers. I’ve missed the taste of them. How she feels against me. The fucking hot sounds she makes when I kiss her.

“No, Luca,” she whispers.

“He never will.” I relinquish all my control as I take her lips in a rush.

She hesitates for a second but begins to kiss me back as I grab her ass.

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