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I groan and stare at her as she cups her breasts, rolling her nipples between her fingers, a soft moan leaving her lips.
Logan is pale when I look at him again, blood dripping down his neck and his eyes wide. His skin shines with sweat.
It’s clear he’s not going to last long.
And I want to take Zoe home and fuck her until she doesn’t remember anything other than my name.
But she went to all this effort. She kidnapped the one person I want to kill more than anything else right now, and she gave him to me on a chair with a gag in his mouth.
It would be rude to ignore that.
Yet, I can’t pull my eyes away from her. “If you keep going on like this, Zoe, I’m not going to make it very long before I kill him.”
She hooks her fingers into her leggings slipping them down her body, showing off her bare pussy. “Can’t help myself.”
When her fingers dive between her legs, I can barely hold onto my restraint.
Instead of going over and fucking her, I turn back to Logan, carving my name into the side of his face, starting at his temple and carrying on down to the flap of his hanging skin.
Zoe moans.
I slit Logan’s throat. “I’m done fucking around. This was a great present, Zoe, but I want the second item on my birthday list.”
She arches her eyebrows, her fingers diving into her pussy, burying deep before she pulls them out and thrusts back in. “And what’s that?”
Despite the blood staining my hands, I grab her and drag her into me, kissing her until we both run out of air.
Zoe looks up at me, her fingers running through my hair. “Take me home and fuck me.”
“With pleasure.”
Chapter Twenty-Five
ZOE
I sighand rake my hand through my hair. “I don’t care how safe you think it is here, Gia. You and the kids need to be ready to leave at a moment’s notice.”
Gia scoffs and reaches for the smoothie in front of her, taking a large sip. “I don’t know where you think I’m going to go, or what you think is going to happen, but I think you’re dick drunk and starting to lose your grip on reality.”
“Have I ever lied to you before?” I cup my smoothie, leaning forward to take a sip, looking around at the people at the other tables.
None of them seem to be paying attention to us, but it’s only a matter of time until one of the kids starts making noise. Once they do, people are going to watch us. They’re going to pay attention to what’s going on at our table.
I don’t know if any of them work for Aiden.
I’d like to think that he’s not still having me followed, but I’m not foolish enough to believe that he isn’t. He would be an idiot not to. He would have to trust me fully.
Maybe he does. Maybe he thinks that I’m not going to betray him.
And I’m not, but he still doesn’t seem to think that my sister is going to come first at the end of the day. We talked about it the night of his birthday, about what the Rinaldos could be planning, and about what we were willing to do to keep our families safe.
I told him that I wouldn’t stop at any length to keep Gia safe.
I still won’t. I don’t care who I have to kill or what I have to do. I won’t be the reason my family dies.
Gia pinches the bridge of her nose before her hand drops. “Look, I know you live and die by that little paranoid voice that lives in the back of your mind, but life is good here. Life is going to be good for you too if you just stop looking for a way to get out of everything.”
“I don’t know what you think I’m trying to get out of, but?—”
