Page 28 of Unruly Protector
The corners of my mouth perk up and I make sure to use a cheery voice when I say, “Hey, Beck.I just wanted to ask if you want to waste a breath on some words meant for a piece of shit asshole.You know, final last words and all.”I give a fat smirk to Daniel.
“Aren’t you supposed to get married in a few hours?”Beck chuckles.
“Gotta take out the trash first, we’re all about saving the planet and getting rid of assholes who have sucked up enough of our precious time.Time that caused scars on your sister’s soul and took a few years of your life,” I say in reply but notice Daniel purse his lips outward, anger highlighting his face.Flashing my hand forward, I smash his lips shut with the pliers.“Nuh-uh, D,” I reprimand.“You lost the right to talk.”
Beck’s breath come out harsher and I know he now fully understands why I called.
“Do this whole world a favor and take out the trash once and for all.I’ll see you guys later.And don’t be late for your own wedding,” Beck snickers before he hangs up.
Clemente tucks his phone away at the same time I free Daniel’s lips.He doesn’t waste a moment and starts to rattle, “You fucking bitch.You and your asshole friends think you’re so damn smart.You ain’t seen nothing yet.Go to your fucking wedding, have your wedding party.But know that your time is up too.Along with that whore Ivy and her good for nothing brother.I can promise you that.Dustin will—” His lips twist and it’s as if he wants to say more but he realized what he just said so he cuts himself off.
“Is that so?”I taunt, knowing for sure who he’s working with since it makes sense now.“Dustin will be following you shortly since he too will receive a one-way ticket off this planet.And hey—” I lean in as if I’m about to spill a secret, but make sure to keep my gaze locked on him to register his every move when I say, “Fredo will get what’s coming to him right along with the two of you.”
“You lying whore,” Daniel spits and tries to headbutt me but Clemente quickly pulls me back.
“You’re done,” Clemente states in a cold, harsh voice.
I throw the pliers at Daniel’ head while Leandro asks, “What do you want to do, boss?”
“Get ready for my wedding,” Clemente states and guides me a few steps away from Daniel.Clemente’s voice lowers to a mere whisper.“Do you want to stay and see it through?Or leave and let them handle it?”
My eyes slide to Daniel and for the first time in my life I’m looking forward to watching a man die.I’m normally not as hateful but this man killed Mattia and was indirectly responsible for Beck’s sister getting traumatized and almost killed.And to top it all off this asshole is a drug dealer who sells drugs to kids, and uses them to put his merchandise on the streets.He’s rooted evil that needs to be ripped away.
“I happen to have a few minutes to spare,” I tell him and feather my lips against his.
“That’s my woman,” he murmurs against my lips but it sounds as if he says it more to himself than to me.
“Clean or messy?”Arturo questions as he leans over the sports bag to rummage through it.
It’s a funny sight because he’s still holding my purse in one hand and I’m not sure he’s aware he’s still holding it.I stalk toward him and hold out my hand.
His eyebrows scrunch up.“I’m doing this, Caterina.”
“Yes, but you’re not doing it with my purse still in hand,” I simply say and wiggle my fingers to rush him into handing over my belongings.
His eyes widen a fraction when he becomes aware and quickly hands over my purse.I take it and turn to face Clemente again but something his uncle said comes to mind.It’s actually the first story he told me when I started visiting him.
I turn to face Arturo again and ask, “Can I make a suggestion?”
His eyes go over my shoulder before giving me a nod.I glance over my shoulder at Clemente, since Arturo asked his permission with a glance.“Do you remember what your uncle did with the snake?You know, that hitman who bit the hand that fed him?”
Clemente’s eyes light up.
“I concur,” Arturo says and bends over to rummage through the sports bag again until he flashes up and shoves his hand in the air with a bundle of rope dangling from it.
Leandro rubs his hands.“I am so in on this idea.”
Arturo steps back and throws the rope over a large beam.Leandro dives into the sports bag and grabs another bundle of rope.I stroll back to Clemente and he wraps his arm around my waist to pull me close.I bury my face into his crisp shirt and inhale deep.His scent soothes me and the feel of his lips on the top of my head makes warmth spread through my veins.
“I don’t even want to know what my uncle and you talked about,” he murmurs.
I give a light snort.“Believe me, it doesn’t compare with some of the stuff my grandmother explained in detail.”
His finger underneath my chin makes my head tip back to connect our gaze.“Do I want to know?”
The corner of my mouth twitches when something she warned me about pops into my head.“Let’s just say some of her chats involved advice to close your eyes when the guy starts to come on your face.Because...and these are her words, not mine.‘It stings like a mothertrucker if you get it in your eye, and you have to rinse the cum out with clean water because it has acids and sugar and God knows what that goes havoc on your eyeball.’”
Clemente needs to drop his arm from my body due to the whole full belly laughter ripping from him.
