“You tell me if you don’t like it muneca,” Gabe whispered. “But you will…I sense it inside of you…”I looked at him in confusion, letting out a frustrated huff as I realized I was so close but I needed something more. Something that was him.He applied pressure to the column of my throat, enough to
Evelina's POVHe looked at me, lips pressing kisses now to my fingers he’d licked clean, his eyes dark with lust and a hint of regret. “I’m sorry, mi vida (my life),” he whispered, his voice rough. “You’re asking too much of me, and I can’t…I won’t…give you something that could hurt you.”His head f
**Evelina's POV** I blushed a deep red at his words, considering it. But the very real possibility of his stepsister walking in on us made me give pause. The vindictive part of me relished the idea of her finding me in the kitchen with Gabe between my legs. “Weren’t we supposed to meet Kirsty for
Shit, shit, shit. It was because I was falling for my mate. *** “It has been over four days and Robert hasn’t spoken to me! What have you done to my son?” I held the phone a foot away from my ear as we drove towards Gabe’s pack situated at the foot of the mountains close to the city of Zaragoza.
“I do not like how that woman speaks to my mate,” Gabe grunted out. Yeah, join the club. “She’s always had issues,” I muttered off-handedly. “Robert…was close to his mother. And when I came into the picture as his girlfriend…when we started dating romantically, she felt as if her son replaced her.
**Gabe’s POV**I looked between Evelina’s pendejo papa and the man who called himself my father.“Spying?” I asked brusquely, eyes going to Evelina who looked just as surprised at this news. “You two know each other?” I finally queried, looking at the man I hadn’t spoken to in over a decade.“Who do
“I want my ten grand first!” Joel yelled obstinately.I was behind him in a second, shoving my gun against the side of his head.“The last man that hurt Evelina ended up with his brains blown out,” I muttered in a low, threatening voice as my arm went around his neck from behind. “I swear to the moo
“You always were a disappointment, Gabriel. Choosing that woman over your own father,” he sneered. “Your mother was a puta—”The shot rang out, and I heard Evelina gasp in disbelief. Her pendejo papa hit the floor, hands over his head.“Dammit Gabriel!” Vincent yelled, rushing to the man who’d dared