Teagan POV.I can feel him before I see him. I turn to see him standing in the doorway. He has relief flashing in his eyes. I wipe my hands on the apron and move towards him.“What’s wrong?” I ask him, searching his eyes when he engulfs me in his arms. Pulling me to his chest as he breathes in my scent. I hold him tight.“Nothing tiger. I just wanted to see you,” he says to me before he moves his face back and I look up at him and he smiles softly at me. He kisses my nose and I smile at him.“You would tell me, right?” I ask and I know he was lying. Something has happened to have him race back here. He nods his head. He wouldn’t tell me. I notice the subtle changes to his eyes, his face, and body language.“Want to talk about it?” I ask him, and he shakes his head.“No, I just need you,” he says, and I chuckle at him.“So corny,” I try to lighten the mood and he chuckles.“Only for you.” He kisses me all over my face and I let him. Whatever has happened, he needs this. He needs to mak
Antonio POV.Tonight is the night the shipment is due. I left Bobbi at home; she is none the wiser of what is going down. She didn’t ask where I was going when I told her I would be back later.So here we are, waiting at the docks. I check my cell to track the shipment, and it is a few miles out. I look at Gianni and he nods at me.“Let’s go.” I say, opening the door and climb out. I walk with my men behind me towards the control room. Gianni had sent in some of Manny Cruse’s men to intercept the ship and to attach underwater explosives to the keel.We even had some of his men impersonate crew and they added explosives throughout the ship. The whole fucking thing will light up like the fourth of July. All I am waiting on is the go ahead to detonate, once his men are clear.I take my seat and rest my ankle across the opposite knee as we wait for word. My men are stationed around the dock. Simon is with me, and he is also tracking any movement. Hatchet, the prez of the Princes of Darkne
Teagan POV.His kiss is soft, tender, but so fucking good. His touch is loving and slow. The path his fingers take leave a fire in their wake. Kissing down my neck, nipping and sucking as he moves down my clothed body. He moves to straddle my hips, his knees on either side of my legs.His honey gaze burning me. But it’s not with a fire that would destroy me, no it is with a burning desire to consume me but to not hurt me. In his eyes, I see love. He reaches for my top and pulls it off me. Not breaking eye contact. My chest rises and falls his palm slides flat up my stomach in between my breasts to my throat.“I think you need diamonds around your beautiful throat.” I chuckle at him but gulp as he holds me in place but not squeezing.“No, I don’t I already have a necklace.” I grip his hand over my throat so he gets my meaning, and he smirks before leaning down and kisses my lips. My pussy is dripping wet and pulsing. I don’t want foreplay. I want him. Now!“You like my hand around your
Teagan POV.I wake up smiling as I remember what happened last night and not just the first round we had. Oh, hell no. We fucked like animals on every surface of the room and bathroom. So I’m aching and sore. But it’s just a reminder of what we shared last night through to when the sun began to rise this morning.I reach over, and his side of the bed is cold. If it wasn’t for the throbbing in between my legs, I would believe it was a dream. I sit forward and clutch the white sheet to my naked chest. I look at the phone on the side table next to the bed and see it’s two in the afternoon. Fuck! I climb out of bed, taking the sheet with me as I walk like John Wayne to the bathroom.With each step I shiver and it’s not from pain, no, it’s from the pleasure he gave me. I can still feel him and my pussy is still fluttering. I moan as I enter the bathroom; the pulsing intensifies as I brace my hands against the sink vanity and look in the mirror.My eyes widen. I look like I have been dragge
Teagan POV.It has been four weeks since I left Antonio. He has called and text hell he even turns up at my house every day, but I don’t respond or answer the door. Simon and Marco are staying with me.The only thing I did do was send Gianni and Antonio the video that Carmella sent me. What they do with that is no concern of mine. In the end, I blocked both their numbers and have begun the process to sell the house and move back to Jackson.“Bobbi. You need to eat, sweetheart.” I look up at Marco and he looks concerned, but I just stand silently and move to the kitchen and sit down. The mood is sombre. Simon is working on his laptop.We have both agreed that we both have to go into hiding. Well, I don’t care. I never want to see any of the Moretti’s again. I will help him get away when I move. Marco has said he won’t leave my side, but I can’t have him follow me, not without blowing my cover.“Thank you Marco, this is really good. It’s almost as good as mine.” I say, dipping my spoon
Antonio POV.Four weeks, four agonising weeks I have tried to get through to her. When she sent me and Gianni that video that cunt sent to her, I was fucking livid and mortified. The bitch had seen us at the casino and handed me a drink. Like the idiot I am, I drank it, not realising it was fucking laced with drugs.However, I was lucid. I knew what I was doing. It was only when I watched the footage when I saw Carmella look directly into the camera when she spouted the bullshit about being pregnant. I didn’t realise she set me up. She even smirked as she moaned, knowing damn well she would destroy my relationship with my tiger.But what the footage didn’t show was after she spilled that bullshit, there was more to that conversation. I pulled out of her and slapped her hard. How could I have been so fucking blind? I told Carmella that the thing growing in her belly if there was even a baby was nothing to do with me. Then everything went black.When I got back home, I was raging. Carme
TRIGGER WARNING, PLEASE READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION!Teagan POV.I wake up to a pounding in my head. I try to move to reach the back of my head, but I can’t move my arms. My eyes snap open and I look down. I’m tied to a metal chair. My wrists and ankles restrained.I look around the room and know I’m in some kind of interrogation room. The walls are painted red and the floor is wet. My eyes focus on the door that is closed. I turn my head and see a stainless steel table by a sink.I see what is on that table and I scoff. Like hell will I break? Trying to escape is futile. I’m cuffed and I can’t break these restraints. I lean my head back and look at the ceiling.The door opens and I keep my eyes on the ceiling. Knowing who it is that has entered the room. I will not break. I am trained for this.“Bobbi, look at me.” I sigh before I chuckle and look at him. He looks like shit and I laugh. I don’t say anything to him as he walks closer to me. His hands are balled into tight fists, his k
Antonio POV.She is the daughter of Maria DeNucci. What have I done? Gianni grabs me up to my feet, my head buzzes as I watch as someone dressed all in black carries her away. I shake my head as I run after them, shooting the cartel in the process.“STOP THEM!” I scream over the gunfire as I see Gianni shooting as well. I see three of my men take off after her. When she does the unthinkable. She shoots them in the head. One bullet each as I watch the helicopter take off.I roar in anger and pain as I’m shot. I go down when I see the person walk towards me with the gun pointed at my head as I clutch my shoulder. I pant, lift my gun and fire only for the clip to be empty. I laugh as I see the dark dot in the sky get further away.“Give my regards to the devil.” The man speaks when he suddenly screams and I see a flash of tan and black fur maul the fucker, ripping his throat out. Thank god for Lucifer.The men in black retreat and hightail it out of the compound. The smell of smoke and t