"I should go," I say and stand up. It's getting late and I don't feel like spending any more time with him when he thinks I'm a brat. And it's clear as day that the camaraderie we had earlier is long gone. As I reach for the tray, he picks it up first and hands it over to me."Solana?"I take the empty tray and meet his incredible ice-blue eyes. Against my will, my pulse kicks up a notch."Yes?" Why does my voice sound so husky? So...needy?"I hope you'll come down again tomorrow." When I don't respond, he continues, "Because I really do enjoy your company."My company or the food? I want to ask. But, I don't. Instead, I turn and walk out of the cell, locking it up behind me and putting the key back on the hook. Rylan Mennetti is a mystery and I'm not sure I want to figure him out because I may be very disappointed with what I find.After replacing the tray in the kitchen and sneaking back up to my room, I get ready for bed, slip into my nightgown and crawl under the covers. All this
Even though I should hate her, I'm yearning to see her again. Something about Solana intrigues me and I can't quite figure out why she's sneaking down here every night and helping me.What's in it for her? Why does she care?I'm a disgusting mess and probably smell to high heaven. There's a small hole that drops down into pitch blackness to God only knows where and serves as my toilet. A small, dripping sink is in my reach and I splash water on my face and body every day, wiping the grime away with an old rag laying on its edge. At least I can swish my mouth out because Solana snuck me a small bottle of mouthwash which I keep hidden beneath the rag.I think Solana must have a very empathetic soul and just feel bad for me. Of course, not bad enough or she'd help me break out of here. Doesn't matter, though, because I still plan on using her empathy against her. I will make her feel so bad that she helps me escape. I just hope it's sooner rather than later because I am damn sick of this
Matthias curses up a storm as he beats the ever-living crap out of me and, at some point, I give up trying to fight back. Breathing hard, Matthias finally steps away and my gaze moves to the broken handle. It's the only reason he stopped and I'm glad it broke or the beating would've continued.Throwing the two broken pieces of wood, Matthias slicks his hair back and unrolls his sleeves, re-buttoning them at the cuff."You have no idea how good that felt, Mennetti."Mentally cursing him, I stay down and hope to hell he leaves. All sorts of potential ideas for retribution flit through my mind and I promise myself one thing—Matthias Volkanov's demise won't be swift and I will do anything and everything in my power to make him suffer. Emotionally and physically.The cell door clangs shut and I let my fists slowly uncurl. Damn, it feels like I just got tossed out the back of a speeding truck and then bounced along the concrete road for about a mile. Every little movement causes a rippling
Once the coast is clear, I sneak into my father's office and steal the key to the handcuffs. He went upstairs, presumably to see my mother, Anna. They rarely spend any time together lately and when they do, it tends to end in an argument. Especially after he found out she'd been visiting Trish and baby Griffin.I don't know when exactly it happened, but it's like my father has turned into a different man. The darkness of his enterprises have finally caught up to him and infiltrated his soul. He's becoming a stranger to—to his entire family—and that makes me sad.It's still fairly early, barely 9 PM, so I know I need to move fast. Just in case he decides to come back down here to his office and work more because it's been known to happen. Swiping the key from his top drawer, I hurry out, then I quickly grab a few things in a small bag for Rylan to take with him—some painkillers, a couple bottles of water and several granola bars. It's not much, but it should help him on his journey hom
Giving him the side eye, I hold my flashlight up in my left hand and the knife up in my right, and then quickly sidle past him. The tunnels are still as dank, dark and creepy as they were when we used to run through them as children. I haven't been through them in forever and I look for the permanent markers I used to use to help guide me through.A large gouge in the rock that resembles a heart reminds me to turn left. A pair of matching boulders in the middle of the path still sit there and I circle around them and continue straight, glancing over my shoulder to see Rylan right on my heels.I pause where the tunnel splits, looking for the old marker we carved into the wall as children. I spot our initials—mine, Gio's, Trish's and Luca's—and can't help but smile. We'd spend endless hours down here playing and it all comes back to me as though it were yesterday."Which way?" Rylan asks, scratching his head."This way," I tell him and move down the right hand tunnel."When's the last t
Well, this isn't exactly how I planned for things to go down, but I take a perverse satisfaction and pleasure in knowing that Matthias Volkanov just witnessed my tongue down his daughter's throat. I finish the scorching kiss by licking her lips and grinding my pelvis against her.Enjoy that, Volkanov, I think evilly. My taunt yields an angry roar from the man and he, Tony and several other enforcers stalk over, guns clutched in their hands."Get the fuck away from my daughter," he snarls, dark eyes blazing with fury.Instead of pulling away, I spin Solana around, using her as a shield, and lift the knife to her throat. "Sorry, princess," I murmur. She gasps, dropping her phone, and when she begins to struggle I reluctantly press the tip of the knife into her skin. I don't want to hurt her, but I need her to be scared and docile.I need her to believe that I would slit her throat without thinking twice. Same goes for her bastard father.They need to understand that I'm serious and a da
It all worked out so perfectly and I mentally congratulate myself. I'm going to bring Matthias to his knees and he will rue the day he had those men kidnap me.Threaten to defile me? Ha! I loved throwing that word right back in his face in regards to his little girl. Bastard deserved it after that little stunt with the broomstick.After securing Solana's hands, I push her down into the seat beside the captain's chair. "Stay put. If you give me any grief or try to escape, you'll regret it," I warn her."I can't believe I trusted you.""Me neither. That was a big mistake, princess." I start the boat up and begin maneuvering it away from the dock."You're such an asshole!"Ignoring her, I guide the boat out of the harbor and hit the throttle. Waves explode behind us and we leave the dock and Matthias and his guards in the dust. Now it's just the open water of Lake Michigan which may as well be the ocean. It's huge and the wind is picking up, making the water out here a little rough.My p
Fighting back tears, I look away from Rylan and stare straight ahead at the dark night in front of us. He turned on me and showed me his true colors, and now I feel like a fool. What was I thinking? Why did I actually believe I could trust him? He's an Mennetti and he hates my family. I should've known better.Maybe my father is right.I hate thinking that, but Rylan has proven what a cold-hearted bastard he can be. Fear trickles through me when I think about his threat.Threat or promise?I've never had sex before and the idea of him forcing himself on me brings a fresh onslaught of tears to my eyes. What kind of monster would do that? He claims he wants revenge, though, so why wouldn't he? It's clear that I am merely a pawn in his game of revenge and I let myself get tricked.Blinded by my empathy, I made the foolish mistake of believing he was a decent human being. So much for that. He's shown me his true colors and that he's a complete, unfeeling asshole.The boat Rylan stole boun
"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.