Page 55 of His Vicious Desire

“He’s in my economics class and is pre-law.His dad is a lawyer and on the city council.The costume was his idea.He thought of it and planned it, and I’m not changing.”

“Was it his idea to let everyone see your ass if the wind catches the back of that dress?”Gaetano murmurs.

Flashing him an exaggerated smile.“I don’t have to worry about the wind inside.”

“Do me a favor.When you bend over, make sure you get cash from the men who see it.”Gaetano murmurs.“It’s only fair.”

I flip him off as I walk out the door.

Gaetano

“You’re really going to let her leave looking like that?”The words are out before I can stop them.

Sandro sighs and leans back into the couch.“What am I supposed to do?It’s not like I can force her to wear more clothes.Intimidation is all I have.I’m losing my edge when it comes to her.There’s a reason why we’re here now.She mentioned the date in two sentences while I was busy.That’s something she does when she doesn’t want me to know what she’s doing.I was hoping he would come and pick her up, and I could get a look at him and scare the fuck out of him.”

I watch him go through his phone.“Shit.At least she’s honest.Adam Blake is supposedly a good kid from a good family.I sure as fuck wouldn’t have thought about costumes when I was his age.Exactly the kind of guy I should be glad she’s out with.I just wish she’d done it wearing more clothes.”

His phone rings.It’s clear it’s downstairs.They need him to go down and settle business.Ending the call, he stands.“Thanks for coming over.”

“You need help or want me to go keep an eye on her?”I hope to fuck he can’t tell how badly I want him to order me after her.

“Nah, don’t worry about it.”

We go down in the elevator.

“Drinking started at noon, be careful going home.”He urges me.

Nodding, I go one way out of the elevator when he goes another.I bring up the app for the tracker on Bianca’s vehicle.Fuck that.I’ll be watching her ass until she’s home safe.

A search on Adam Blake pre-law for UNLV gives me a fraternity.A fraternity that has photos of the place decorated for a party tonight.Address locked down, I check her tracker and find she’s got another half-hour before she gets there.

Two hours later and the fucker is trying to get another shot down Bianca.The fucker knows how to play it, smiling, teasing—not pressuring her to make her uncomfortable.She’s hesitant but accepts the third shot from him.Then she dumps it into the red plastic cup of warm beer she’s been carrying around all night.He tried to refill it for her almost half an hour ago, and she managed to hold him off.

The problem with Bianca is she’s such a lightweight when it comes to drinking the one cup of beer, and two other shots she’s already had, have her unsteady on her feet.She stands, pulling her purse close to her—clearly, she’s talking about leaving.He’s shaking his head, and I’m frustrated as fuck I can’t hear what’s going on.

I’m plugged into cameras for the fraternity house.My car fits with the ones around me, but there’s no way in hell I could go in there and fit in.

His hand wraps around her arm to keep her in place.I’m not sure if it’s on purpose or not, but the contents of her cup are all over him.He backs up, pissed and yelling.I blink, and she’s out of the building.Good girl.

Weaving unsteadily on her feet, she makes it to the edge of the parking lot, where I see her SUV parked.Sonofabitch.She’s not going to try and drive home, is she?

But no, she’s not leaving.Almost ten minutes later, I have the answer to the question: a car from the app she uses for rides pulls up.She gets out of her SUV and into the back of the car.I’m relieved as fuck.Now, to figure out how to kill Adam without it coming back to me.

Bianca

Three Months Later

“Sorry, I’m late.Luca wanted to confirm some things before he left tomorrow.He also had this for you.”Sandro gives me a kiss on the cheek as he puts the box on the table.

Ooh, pretty box.I open it to find a gorgeous leather handbag I never would have asked for let alone thought I would carry.“It’s gorgeous.He didn’t have to do that.It’s amazing already that he’s allowing me, Joanna, and her mom to use the jet to go to Rome for my Christmas slash birthday present.”

He shrugs, “Your twenty-first birthday is a big deal.”

“For future reference, this is the kind of party I want.Every year.No club, no room full of people I don’t really know or care about.”It’s annoying that my birthday is so close to after Christmas that both usually get lumped together.

Sandro shakes his head.“Use your voice, sweetie.I would have listened.I’ll always listen.”

I shrug, self-conscious.“I kind of hoped you knew me well enough that I didn’t have to say it.But you’re right.That wasn’t fair.”

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