Antonio POV.Storming out of her bedroom, I need to clear my head. She is playing a game with me and boy, is she playing it so damn well. I run a hand through my hair as I storm down the stairs, hearing the cries of Carmella.I enter the living room and see her getting her face tended to. I look at her, her eyes meet mine, and I wince. Damn tiger, she did a number on her face and only used her fists.“What did you say to her?” I demand, as I storm into the room and look down at her. She reaches to touch my hand, but I don’t move away. Carmella may have been my whore, but she was loyal and I’m an asshole for leading her on all those years. She is nothing like the confident sex goddess she was, no she looks broken and raw. Her eyes are taking on a purple tinge, her eyes are bloodshot.I sigh as I tell Alonso to leave us and I personally tend to her wounds. Do I feel guilty that this happened to her? Sort of. I’m not completely heartless. Carmella was once my friend before she became my
Teagan POV.I was stuck watching Antonio fucking Carmella, but at that moment, I wasn’t just seeing them. I was seeing all the women my dad brought home and the secretary bent over Josh’s desk. Every moan from them both pulled me deeper into those memories.I didn’t blink or move; I stood frozen. My heart breaking all over again. The pain, the betrayal, the need to run away. But also the insatiable need to hurt them, all of them. If my dad was still alive, I would probably kill him for what he did to me. The neglect, the hurtful words. Hearing another moan, I blink rapidly.I remember the women who took pity on me. They would buy me food and clothes. They would come around the house when my dad wasn’t there to take care of me. It was never the same woman twice.Then, with Josh, I thought those wounds would heal with him. Josh was a great man until he wasn’t. We had started to build a life together; we talked about marriage, kids, the whole nine yards. Then he stabbed me in the back an
Antonio POV.Holding Bobbi in my arms, her pulse is weak and I’m trying to keep her awake as we speed towards the mansion. She has gunshot wounds to her right shoulder and side. A cut to her face. But boy, did she fight. She fought like a hellcat.“How much longer?” I shout at Marco, who is driving at speed.“Five minutes.” I keep my eyes on her. Lucifer is in the back whining to get to her. One of my men is with him to calm him down. I was alerted by one of my men, who said he saw her driving away from the compound. I gave my orders, and we were not far behind her.“Bobbi, wake up, baby.” I lift her limp body in my arms and kiss her face. Her breathing is slowing.Marco parks the SUV and I’m out of the door with Bobbi in my arms and running through the mansion. Gianni and Carmella look at me in shock. I run with Bobbi to my room and instruct the guys to get everything ready. I place her down on the bed. The doc comes in and gets straight to work.I help where I can. Pulling her jacke
Antonio POV.I leave the red room and head back inside. I notice the blood on my hands and clothes. Knowing it is Bobbi’s. I head to the bar in the living room and pour myself a whiskey and gulp it down before I pour another one and do the same.“Antonio.” I slam the glass down and hang my head. My shoulders are hunched. A hand is pressed against my back and I flinch away. I turn my head to look at her.“This is your fault. If you had just stayed the fuck away and not came here provoking her, she wouldn’t have been nearly killed.” I throw the glass at it exploded against the wall. Carmella shrinks back and hugs herself. I glare at the bitch.“I didn’t plan on this, Antonio. I’m sorry, what we did shouldn’t have happened, and that is not just on me, but you. So you and I are both responsible for this, not just me!” she screams at me and I raise my hand but it drop it down. Clenching my fists.“You knew what you were doing. You knew she would walk away. You wanted that, didn’t you Carme
Carmella POV.I walk back into the penthouse I take my heels off and dump them by the door. This didn’t go as fucking planned. She was supposed to be fucking dead. But no the bitch had to fight.I walk into the kitchen and open the fridge, grabbing out the bottle of wine and reaching for a glass. I pour it and knock it back. I fill the glass again and sip it slowly as I look toward the darkened living room, the floor to ceiling windows facing the city.I walk closer to the window and watch the world from above. This city should be fucking mine. If only Antonio would just see I’m the one for him? Then I wouldn’t have had to get rid of her.“Bad day?” I gasp and spin round to see the burning ember as he takes a drag of his cigar.“Jesus, you scared me. Why are you here?” I ask as I watch him. This man is a fucking shark and I need to be careful. He is the devil. He is the one I’m currently working for. He approached me. He wanted information on the Moretti’s promised to make me his, so
Antonio POV.I leave the SUV with Lucifer beside me as we walk through the side door into Temptress. The cleaners are inside cleaning up last night’s debauchery. I head towards the stairs and up, passing the usually filled bedrooms and into the office. There he is.I walk towards my sofa and take a seat. I look at the gun for hire and scrunch my nose up in disgust. I always thought Manny Cruse would be … Well, more. Not the man in front of me.He is fat and greasy. His pot belly poking out of the bottom of his shirt. His black hair looks like he hasn’t washed it for a while. It’s slicked back and stuck to his head. His beady brown eyes widen seeing me.Gianni and a few of men are also in the office. Gianni leans casually by the door and my men take their usual stances around the office with their hands clasped in front of them. All eyes looking at the scumbag tied to the chair, sporting a few cuts to his face and a crooked nose.I lean casually against the leather sofa. My arms outstr
Teagan POV.The sound of muffled voices and whispers reach my ears. I frown in my sleep as I begin to wake up. The noise becomes louder, as well as a beeping sound. I feel something shift and a snuffling sound hits my ear and a cold wet thing pressed to my cheek.“Off, Lucifer.” I can just about hear my own raspy and distant voice.“Bobbi, sweetheart, open your eyes.” I know that voice. I try to open my eyes, but they feel crusty and gross. I manage to open them then shut them tight again.My head pounds and pain shoots through my shoulder and side. I wince and groan as I open my eyes once more before blinking to clear my fuzzy vision.“There she is.” A warm hand is in mine and I look around the room. Looking at the relieved faces of the people in the room but I find the eyes of the person I don’t want to see. Those honey tired eyes with a touch of red staring back at me. I remember why I ran, why I needed to get away and that need hasn’t changed.“Water.” I croak out when he moves an
José POV.Looking at the information on my phone, I groan as the bitch on her necks sucks my cock deeper into her mouth. I tighten the hold on her hair and thrust my hips up. She gags and moans. Tears leave her eyes, but all I am focusing on is this wedding invitation.That stupid little cunt Carmella has no idea who she is fucking with. But she will do when Teagan finds out the truth. It will be nice to see Teagan again, though. It was not my intention to grind on her, and that was wrong. I have been watching over her since she was thirteen. When Alejandro found out what I did, he beat the shit out of me. No-one touches what is his. Lesson learnt.It has been my job to keep her out of danger. All this shit that has been happening over the past few weeks was not part of the plan, but the boss wants her and so we had to put her in harm’s way. But she is not the target. Antonio Moretti and his entire organisation is. She is where she is meant to be. For now, that is.I feel my balls tig