Page 75 of Possessive Mafia Vows

KYLE

I should never have suggestedthat Sienna stay in the guest room. I guess part of me was hoping that she’d turn me down, so I only have myself to blame when she curls up on the king-size bed, with the comforter wrapped around her, and closes her eyes.

I shower, dress, and study my reflection in the bathroom mirror.

I can still taste her. Even if I never get to see her again, this is a taste that I will never forget. I remembered it all those years following the accident, as if I was subconsciously waiting for her to come back into my life and fulfill me.

My mate in every sense of the word.

My soulmate.

Sienna is still sleeping when I let myself out of the apartment and head into my office. I open my laptop and instinctively retrieve the files containing Nick Morris’s personal information.

Why did he propose to Sienna?

I refuse to believe that he loves her. So, what was he hoping to achieve? Was it simply his way of hurting me by stealing the woman I love out from under my nose? Then what? Once he had her, how long would their marriage have lasted?

My attention settles on the name Caelan O’Reilly.

My brothers and I didn’t inherit our father’s violent mood swings and sociopathic tendencies. We’re probably typical examples of nurture over nature. But our mom saw something in Nick Morris that caused her to pack a suitcase and run.

Should I have told Sienna the truth?

I saw how disturbed she was when she arrived at Caleb and Victoria’s apartment, and maybe I’m being overly cautious when it comes to mentioning his name around her, but there’s too much at stake. I can’t risk losing her again.

I won’t risk losing her to him.

Although last night would never have happened if she had any kind of feelings for him.

My cock twitches inside my pants at the memory of Sienna blindfolded, her pussy in my face, dripping wet and ready for me.

I’ll stay with her in Ireland if that’s what she wants, but I can be patient. Knowing that she’s safe, I’ll wait as long as it takes.

I call Terry and ask him to update me on the situation regarding Robert Carlton Hooch. Sienna’s father.

“No movement since last night. I’ve got men posted outside his building.”

“Did you inform the other casinos?”

“Sure did.” Terry pauses. “Seems the guy has ramped up more debts than we thought. If the Bogrovs don’t get him first, the Sicilians will.”

“Why is he still hanging around?” I’m thinking out loud. If I was carrying that kind of baggage, I sure as shit wouldn’t be frequenting the big casinos and getting caught cheating… “Is he on Bash and Cash’s radar?”

“No. Seems last night was his first attempt at testing the Murrays.”

“Because of Sienna?” My mind is still hopping between Sienna sleeping naked in my guest room, and the incident at the gallery. I’m still trying to connect all the dots. “Anything on CCTV from the break-in?”

“The fuckers knew what they were doing.”

“So did he.”

“You still think he needed an alibi?” I can hear Terry’s thoughts buzzing at me through the handset.

“I’m certain of it.” I only wish I knew why.

“Where’s Sienna now?”

“In my guest room.” Yep, my cock is right there with the image.

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