Evelina's POV“I found it inside the cave,” I muttered, shifting in the backseat as I answered Amaya’s question.I didn’t know how to explain it. But something had called to me. This box…was mine. And something told me to keep it safe until I could get it to my tia Melanie. My hand ran over the circ
I felt so out of place, like an intruder in this world of seduction and shadows. I couldn’t help but jump when Gabriel’s hand clamped over mine.His grip tightened as he pulled me along and we made our way through the dimly lit club, the faint scent of perfume and alcohol filling the air. Music poun
Gabriel sat me down so that my back was now to Vin, and then he took a seat behind his desk where he picked up an important-looking document.“Have you found a new replacement for the capo I killed?” Gabriel asked lightly, as if he was asking about the weather.“Ahh…yes I did. He should be here soon
Gabriel's POVMy business with the new capo took longer than I’d anticipated. I couldn’t help how wound up I was. Fuck what was Evelina doing to me? Usually, I wouldn’t have batted an eye and let Vin have his fun. But the very real possibility of Evelina getting a look at another man’s dick made me
“Gabe, how’d the meeting go?” Vincent’s tone was cautious.Good motherfucker, be afraid of me. And don’t get too close to my mate.“Well enough. Let’s go Evelina. We’re leaving,” I said more harshly than I’d intended.There was a delay in her reaction. I took in the spark of rebellion in her eye. Sh
Flabbergasted, I froze. Evelina’s lips parted in shock, her cheeks flamed from embarrassment.The deep gurgling grew louder and more desperate. She shifted in her seat, trying to hide the very audible sounds of her hunger.My eyebrows furrowed together in consternation.“You’re hungry,” I stated, my
Evelina’s POVAs Gabriel’s words sunk in, I felt like the ground had slipped out from beneath me. Sleep in his room? With him? The idea sent a shiver down my spine, and I immediately began to protest, my mind racing for a way out of this situation.“Sleep in your room?” I repeated incredulously. I s
The material of Gabriel’s shirt was smooth against my skin, carrying a faint scent of his cologne that lingered in the fabric. As I slipped it on, the garment enveloped me in his scent, a heady mix of musk and leather that seemed to seep into my very being. The talisman I wore on my arm was supposed