After Solana rushes out, I'm on the verge of following her when Trish tells me to give her some space. Relenting, I drop back down in my seat and wonder what I did? Because if there is a way to screw up, I'll find it. And, of course, I did."You have no clue, do you?" my mother asks, exchanging a look with Trish and Finley.How do these women always know what's going on and I'm sitting here, completely lost and more than a little clueless?"No clue," Trish confirms, crossing her arms over her chest."He's always been a little late to the party," Finley adds, and I frown."What're you all talking about?" I demand. Even Connor and Roberto lean forward, wondering what's going on. At least I'm not the only one confused here; at least the women seem to be a little wiser than us. Okay, a lot wiser, I mentally concede."It's not our place to say, Rylan, but that girl clearly has feelings for you and you just announced to everyone that you don't want children anytime soon and, well, I don't t
Hurrying over, I drop down and run a hand over the turned-up dirt. They're fresh tracks. Dusting my hands off, I stand back up and squint, following them as far as my eyes can see. They head back up to the side road and everything in me screams that something isn't right.First of all, no one ever drives back here and our nearest neighbor is over three miles away. Second, Matthias wants his daughter back and now Solana is missing. I know it in my heart of hearts—someone took her.With a feral growl, I spin around and race back through the woods as though my ass were on fire. By the time I make it out the other side, it's a miracle that I didn't trip over a root and sprain my ankle. Or, with my luck, break it.I'm sure dinner is over by now, but I run to the main house, yelling for Connor at the top of my lungs. My family is still sitting around the dining room table, drinking Irish coffee and looking worried.The panic and terror in my voice makes the conversation come to an abrupt ha
My head drops back against the damp stone wall and I look down at the unlocked handcuffs that had secured Rylan's wrists not long ago. At least, Tony didn't put the cuffs on me. But I am locked up down here in this god awful cell and I listen to the soft plink of water dripping in the nearby tunnels.It's so very quiet down here. And dark. Every once in a while, I hear someone walk across the kitchen floor above, but there's no point in calling for help. The walls and floor are too thick and no one will hear me. So, instead, I save my breath and try to conserve my energy.Why am I down here? I wonder for the thousandth time. Maybe my father has finally gone off the deep end and his hate for the Mennetti's has completely unhinged him.It wouldn't surprise me.The sound of the door opening at the top of the stairs has me sitting up straighter, and the bare lightbulb flicks on above. I see a pair of legs wearing neatly-pleated trousers walking down the steps. My dad. Pulling in a deep br
"You're such a fool, Solana! He tricked you into letting him out and helping him escape. And you're sitting here thinking he still has use for you. Well, let me be the one to tell you he doesn't." His dark eyes narrow. "Did he follow through on his threats? Did he touch you? Hurt you?""He didn't do anything that I didn't allow or welcome.""Jesus, Solana," my father huffs and grits his jaw so tightly that I'm surprised he doesn't crack a tooth."I know you're not going to understand this, but the truth is..." My voice cracks. "I love him, Papà. I love him so much and—""No!" he roars. "I will not lose another daughter to an Mennetti bastard.""It's too late," I say softly."Is it?" he asks furiously. "Because I think you just need some more time to think about it."He steps out of the cell."Please, Papà! Please, listen to me," I beg, but he closes the barred door and the lock clicks."No, you're going to listen to me. Until you come to your senses, you can remain down here. You are
"Where's my dad?" I ask, lifting my chin, trying not to let him see how intimidated I am by him."Your father is done with you, Solana," he informs me, unlocking the cell and opening the door."What do you mean?" I ask, trying to sound as haughty and in-control as possible. Praying that my voice doesn't waver."He's given me the go-ahead to take care of you." His dark eyes gleam with cruelty and there's an unmistakable excitement present. He's loving this."W-what?""That's right. He's washing his hands of you."I shake my head, overcome with disbelief. "I don't believe you.""I'm going to kill you, Solana," he informs me, sounding eager, and he looks beyond ready to do it.An icy fear skitters down my spine. "No."Cracking his knuckles, he says, "But, I want to have some fun doing it."When he pulls the knife from the sheath in his boot, my fight or flight mode kicks in and I try to bolt out of the cage."Hold up," he says, blocking my way. "Not quite yet."Heart hammering, palms swe
"We're going to sneak in through the tunnels," I say and my brothers and Trish nod."I can help guide you," Trish offers. "Although it's been a long time since I've been down there.""Absolutely not," Connor says, voice firm, shutting it down fast. "You're going to stay here with our son where it's safe.""But, Connor, this is my sister!"But, he shakes his head, adamant. "Sorry, a ghrá. You're staying put.""But—"He silences her with a kiss. Then, pulls back and whispers, "I'd never forgive myself if something happened to you down there. I need you here and ready to call your mom if we need help on the inside."His words seem to placate her and she nods."Okay, I can do that," she relents. "I just want to help.""I know. And we may need you to make that phone call."Roberto rolls his shoulders back and turns to me. "You were just down there, Ry. What kind of tunnels are we dealing with?"I try to ignore the shiver that runs through my body. I never planned on returning to those damn
Once we get into Chicago, Roberto drives us straight over to the waterfront and I direct him to the general vicinity of where I remember stumbling out of the tunnels after my escape."It's across from the docks. Turn left here," I direct him, and Roberto turns the Jeep, slowing it down."Now what?" he asks, looking around. "I don't see anything."Squinting, I study the riverfront and try to see where the door is hidden among the rocks. My heart sinks when I don't immediately spot it. I know it's here somewhere."There!" I shout and point straight ahead. I'm already throwing the back door open as Roberto pulls over to the side of the road. Hauling ass over to the wooden door, camouflaged by rocks and weeds, I instantly spot the silver chain and large padlock keeping the door which I broke open closed securely once again.But not securely enough."Bring the sledgehammer!" I call out to my brothers. They've got the rear of the truck open and they're grabbing the small bag of tools and su
The moment I ran into Rylan in that tunnel, everything became so clear. He was there to save me, to risk his life, and that could only mean one thing: he cares.The moment his arms go around me, a relief like I've never felt before pours through me and I know I'm safe. The danger is over, Tony Maggiano is dead and I'm going home. But to a new home. A place where a family that is supposed to be my enemy has shown me nothing but love and kindness and embraced me as one of their own. As far as I'm concerned, I'm never returning to that old brownstone to live under my father's thumb. He can keep his wrath and hate. I want nothing to do with it.Because I have a bright future ahead of me. Rylan and I have a lot to talk about, but I'm ready for it all. Plus, now that I know he cares, it's going to make telling him about the baby a little bit easier and a lot less scary.On the way back to the Mennetti compound, I tell Rylan to keep pressure on the wound that Tony inflicted. Luckily, it's no
"Welcome to the family, Luca. Officially," Connor adds, his champagne flute extended, and we all chuckle. The toast makes my heart happy because for the first time, what's happening between our families is genuine.Looking down the table, I take a moment to soak in what I see—endless smiling faces and a fierce love that brings tears to my eyes. Except for Matthias, Anna and Giovanni, everyone is here and it's amazing.We're at the hotel, celebrating in the attached restaurant. My brothers sit with their wives and my two nephews are being held by their glowing mothers. Trish and Connor are incredible parents and I hope to follow in their footsteps one day. Same with Solana and Rylan who is healing up quite nicely and being fussed over constantly by his adoring wife. Roberto and Adeline will be having their own little one soon enough and the way he looks at her makes my heart tumble.My mother sits beside Harrison Shepherd who's been welcomed into our dysfunctional chaos with open arms.
The intensity of her sucking increases and even though I'm trying to be good and not blow, it's getting damn hard. "Fuck, Finley," I swear. It's all too much and the moment she hums and those little vibrations skate up my aching length, I grab her shoulders and pull her up."I wasn't done," she says with a frown.Fighting for control, a muscle flexes in my jaw as I turn her toward the tub and help her step inside. "I want to come inside that sweet pussy, baby girl. And you're going to take my cock deep inside you and ride it hard. Can you do that for me?"She licks her lips in answer and I nearly blow my wad.Lowering myself into the tub, I guide Finley down to straddle me, and rest my arms along the porcelain edges. She takes a moment to get situated then shifts forward, spreading her legs wider. I drop a hand into the warm water, grasp my throbbing cock and push at her entrance. "Take it all," I encourage her. "Every last inch."With a soft moan, Finley starts to sink down, her body
After losing the assholes enforcers, the drive back to the city is uneventful. And that's fine by me. I've had enough adventure to last a lifetime. From this point forward, all I want is to focus all of my attention on Finley and make her the happiest woman in the world. I know I have some more apologizing to do, but right now, I just want to make it up to her.And my plan is to start with multiple orgasms. Butter her up a little first then pour my heart out and beg for her forgiveness. Hopefully, it's a good plan.I've lost what little faith and trust I had in Matthias, so I tell Roberto to drop us off at the hotel where their mother is staying."But I want to stay with you," Finley murmurs softly. She's curled up on my lap and my mouth edges up."You will. Don't worry, I'm not letting you out of my sight. I just don't want to go back to the apartment my father gave us. I'll never trust him again and we'll get our own place soon, tesoro."When Roberto finally pulls the Jeep up to the
My knees give out and I drop down to the rooftop patio, shaking so hard. The sound of pounding boots fills the air and I immediately tense—until I see Luca. He sweeps out onto the terrace, pulls me up and I sag against him."Thank Christ," he murmurs, pressing a string of kisses against my temple. "C'mon, we need to go."We lace fingers and jog back through the storage room then down the three flights of steps."How did you get away? Where are my brothers? Rylan? Is he okay?" I manage to ask."We overpowered some enforcer scum," he tells me. "Rylan was grazed by a bullet, but he's okay, and your brothers are loading him up into the Jeep right now.""I-I killed him," I murmur, still feeling a little shell-shocked."Don't think about it," he says, sliding an arm around my shoulders and holding me close. "You did what you had to do."I send up a little prayer that Desmond's twisted body is lying on the side driveway and not here in the front because I don't ever want to see it again. Luc
Luca seems to be on the same page. "Do you really think you can get away with this?" he asks. "Matthias is coming for you and there isn't a soul more ruthless than him. He won't rest until you're no longer a threat.""He's right," I add. "Matthias will fight you until his last breath.""You think I'm scared of Matthias?" Desmond scoffs. "After I take care of you, he's next. I've already hired the hitman to take him out."Luca and I exchange a quick look. Is he telling the truth? I have no idea, but it's definitely possible. We need to get away from Desmond, but how? Suddenly, two huge enforcers appear and Desmond motions to us."Grab them," he orders.My heart sinks as I'm yanked away from Luca and the enforcer forces me to walk toward the house. I have no idea what Desmond is planning, but I'm really starting to worry about my brothers. Where are they?I find out the answer as soon as we enter the house. Connor and Roberto are each sitting in a chair, tied up, and it looks like they
My eyes snap open and I carefully move my arms and legs. All good, no breaks. I have no idea how I'm still in one piece and all I can do is thank my lucky stars. Then I call out for Luca."Luca..." Turning onto my side, I look for him, but my eyes are still trying to focus after being knocked silly. Coughing from the smoke, I struggle to pull myself up into a sitting position, squinting through the thick billows of ash and black clouds. Finally, I spot Luca a hundred or so feet away from me.He's lying on the grass and not moving."Oh, God, no." Is he hurt? Or worse? Heart in my throat, stomach dropping in dread, I pull myself to my feet and stumble over to him. Falling down beside him, I lay my hands on his chest and lean down. "Luca?"When he doesn't respond, everything in me sinks hard and fast. Panic sets in and my fingers curl, grabbing hold of his shirt and shaking. "Luca!" I hiss.This can't be happening. He came to rescue me, told me he loved me and would never leave me...and
"We have a big fucking problem!" Luca snaps into his comms unit. "Stay away from here. Desmond has the barn rigged with explosives and I need to get Finley untied! Stall him!"My heart plunges. Connor and Roberto abruptly stop walking after Luca warns them that they're heading straight into a trap. Which, of course, is going to let Desmond know that something is up. But, thank God, Connor seems to play it off smoothly as he reengages Desmond in conversation.But, I know my brothers will only be able to stall for so long before Desmond realizes something is going on. He's too damn smart and ruthless.Luca stays low, working frantically on my bindings and I'm twisting, pulling and turning until my scraped wrists start bleeding."Fuck!" Luca glances up and I see fear and worry flash through his molasses eyes. Connor and Roberto have turned back around and continue talking to Desmond again, still stalling, and I don't see Rylan anywhere.Suddenly, chaos erupts up by the house and we look
By the time we get to the compound, I'm on the edge of my seat and ready to get this done. I want my woman back in my arms where she belongs and I'll do anything to make it happen.Roberto drives around to the rear of the property and lets me and Rylan out. We're splitting up so we can keep an eye on things better. I slide the tiny communications unit into my ear and we test them quickly. Everything appears to be in working order and Roberto gives us a salute."Stay in touch," Connor says."Roger that," Rylan responds and I give a sharp nod.The Jeep drives away and Connor and Roberto head to the front gate. The plan is for them to meet up with Desmond while Ry and I will stay under the radar, keeping a close eye on things. If Desmond deviates from the plan or tries to be sneaky in any way, we'll be ready."Ready?" Rylan asks."Let's do this."We move through the woods and sneak onto the property. From here, the plan is to split up and move to opposite sides of the large rear yard."S
Sweeping around the corner, our plan foremost in my brain, we walk straight into two enforcers and immediately jump them. They aren't expecting us and we use the element of surprise to our advantage. It's four against two and, even though the guys are big, they don't expect us to come flying out of the blackness and attack like wraiths.Roberto and Rylan quickly overpower the guard on the left while Connor and I take down the burly guy on the right. I tackle him at the knees and he drops hard while Connor slugs him with a fist to the face. We work well together and I pop up, lift my gun and slam it down against the base of the enforcer's skull. He drops like a brick and Connor gives me a nod.Glancing over, I see Roberto just finished doing the same thing.Once the guards are taken care of, or at least momentarily out of the picture, I stalk over to the cell and see Sean Flannigan cowering in there like the weasel he is and always will be. Looking down, I see the cell door is locked.