Page 139 of Sinner's Obsession

A gasp resonates behind me and Chiara’s eyes fill with apprehension. How the fuck she is afraid of me but shoots daggers at the man who is at least as dangerous as I am? I have no clue.

“Her uncle is here.” Her eyes flash with hope. I study her, but she schools her features into a blank expression. Our brief exchange confirms that Cato saw that too.

I head to Aurora, but Chiara says to my back, “For some fucked-up reason, I cannot even comprehend why she loves you. Aurora’s even happy with you, but if something happens to him,she’ll never forgive you.”

I take two stairs at a time and find them sitting on the stone bench overlooking a fountain statue. It’s fear of losing her that stops me from putting a bullet through the arm my wife holds, through the side she leans into, through his mouth smiling at her, through his fucking eyes filled with so much care.

Her eyes find mine. I expected fear for her so-called uncle, but it’s a dare I catch in her glassy eyes. I eat the distance between us.

“What did you do to make her cry?”

Hayden leans on his palm, unfazed. The fucker has the confidence of a god. Sadly for him, he’s not immortal.

“He did nothing. We were just talking about my mom.”

Breathe in, breathe out, and repeat the process.

“Sweetheart. This man is not who he says he is.” I enunciate every word through gritted teeth.

The bastard’s lips tip up in a smirk, daring me, and waves a hand between them in a display to show me I’ve got nothing on him.

“Then what am I to her?”

I approach him when my wife shoots to her feet and glares at us. “Behave.”

“Let’s go.”

“Kieran.”

My voice lowers. “Sweetheart.” My patience will snap any second now.

Aurora puffs but says, “Fine.”

I watch her hugging him and I imagine ripping his limbs apart.

“Stop touching my wife.”

He rearranges his features into a mask and looks her straight in the eyes.

“If he’s too much, call me.”

Hayden brushes past me and says, “If I can’t get ahold of Aurora, we’re going to have a problem. One you won’t like.”

He either has the balls of a hundred men or is suicidal. I can kill him if he’s so keen on that. I am so wound up, not even her touch can ease me.

“Sweetheart, we have a really big problem.”

She flicks a strand of hair back and digs a finger into my chest. She’s so different from the scared girl I first laid eyes on.

“No, you have one. And I suggest you fix that attitude because he’s staying in my life.” She shows me a phone. The bastard must have given it to her so I can’t trace and track him. I drag a hand down my face.

“Kieran, do you love me?”

“You know I do.”

Her features soften. She locks her arms around my neck, making it bearable when I am internally losing my shit at the control slipping from my fingers. “I get that you want to protect me, but he wants the same, and I want to know him better. You won’t stop me.”

Aurora challenges me, fully aware of my reaction, but she knows I won’t risk losing her.

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