Page 76 of His Vicious Desire

“If it gives you any comfort, I do too,” I admit.

She blinks, once, twice.“You regret me?How dare you?After everything you’ve?—”

I send two fingers to cover her lips, quieting the diatribe.Those beautiful eyes are spitting at me, no words are needed to understand how she feels about me at the moment.

Without a word, she turns and walks away.Three minutes later, she and the guy are making their way toward the exit.She tries, I’ll give her that.But she couldn’t stop him from running his hand over her back as he followed her to her SUV.

It takes two minutes to pull a few hundred-dollar bills and toss them on the table and follow them.I catch up to them easily in the parking lot.He has his fucking hand around her arm, arguing with her.

My brain short-functions, and I send the butt of my gun into his skull.He crumbles to the ground.

“Gaetano, no stop it.That’s enough.”

He’s groaning, trying to stand.Sticking the barrel of the gun under his chin, I wrap my other hand into his hair.

“Tell her goodnight,” I murmur low.

“Goodnight,” he mumbles.

“This is bullshit, Gaetano.”Bianca spits out at me from across the hood of the SUV.

“Go home, Bianca.”

“I really fucking hate you.”

“Goodnight, Bianca.”I keep my eyes on him.It’s easier than pretending I didn’t see the hurt and longing in her eyes.

“For the record.Grant, I’m not sorry.You racist dickhead.”The disgust on her face shouldn’t have me smiling.God, what was it about this woman?

Gaetano

I’m not really surprised when I find her waiting in front of my door two hours after I had Grant drive us to the room in the desert.

Good.The better to finally get to the spanking, her plump round ass deserves.

“You did it.You killed Dan.”

“Dan who?”

“The guy who asked me out my first semester of college.”She spits out the words at me.

“I did.He had several cases of DV against him and two protective orders.”

She rolls her eyes.“What about Adam?”

“Adam was trying to get you drunk in order to fuck you.It’s not my fault you have shitty taste in men.”

I unlock the door and push it open so she can enter.

Stepping inside, she sighs.“Exactly, take you for instance?—”

“You didn’t fall in love with me.We were always meant to be.”I correct her.

Shaking her head.“You have to stop killing men who are trying to date me if you’re not going to.This is what you wanted.What you told me to do.You told me to find someone else, so I will.Or have you finally come to your senses?”

Closing the door, I flick the lock and toss my keys onto the table.I return my attention to her and find it’s finally clicked that there is a reason I let her in, and it’s not what she thinks it is.

“Bend over the recliner, ass out in preparation for the spanking you’ve been working toward,” I demand as I remove my suit jacket and don’t give a fuck where it lands.

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