All Chapters of Consumed By Vincenzo’s Vendetta : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Chapter 50Stacy ⟻⟼ ✦ ⟻⟼Later that nightI woke to the scent of cologne and the eery feeling of being watched. My heart pounded in my chest as I lay perfectly still, my body frozen beneath the sheets. Someone was here, in the room with me.For a second, I thought—hoped—it was him, that maybe Vincenzo had returned, but the scent was wrong. Sharper, more musky, unfamiliar. And then I felt it—the warmth of someone close, too close. My breath caught, as I slowly forced my eyes open, expecting the worst.Dante—Clyde.He was leaning over me, his face inches from mine like he’d been watching me sleep. His dark eyes bore into mine, unreadable, mysterious, and just a little too calm for the situation. A fresh cut slashed across his brow, still oozing blood, the stark red a shocking contrast against his pale skin.I gasped, jerking back instinctively, but the bed was suddenly too small. There was nowhere to go. Fear coiled tight in my stomach, my body frozen in place as my mind raced.Vincen

Chapter 52Vincenzo⟻⟼ ✦ ⟻⟼I stared out the window of the jet, my fingers drumming against the armrest as I tried to focus on anything but the gnawing dread in my gut. The chill of Ireland lingered in my bones, colder than it should’ve been.“You think they’ll retaliate?” I asked without turning to look at Nikolai. He was seated across from me, legs stretched out like the world didn’t just collapse around us. And that’s saying something. The deal we had gone for was supposed to smooth things over, but instead, we were leaving with more questions and fewer allies. And our necks on the hangman’s noose. Nikolai let out a slow breath, the tension evident in his eyes. “Retaliate? Oh, they’ll do more than retaliate. Those Irish pricks don’t just take a hit and roll over.”“Then I guess they shouldn’t be calling it retaliating. That word belongs to us. They hit us first.”“And we responded with a dick move,” Nikolai added, with a tone that could cut glass. “I told you the guy was nuts. Wh

Chapter 54Vincenzo ⟻⟼ ✦ ⟻⟼Princess. He’d called her princess!And it made me sick.She was still rooted in the same spot like a virgin who’d never seen a drop of blood that wasn’t her period. The way her face paled, her lips parting in disbelief, as if I’d just slapped her across the cheek. She looked petrified, wide-eyed, frozen like a deer in headlights, which only made my anger burn hotter. She hates me—every fiber of her being screams it. She, the daughter of a barbarian, the woman who kidnapped Russel and managed to turn one of his most trusted men against him— was scared because Manuel got punished for crossing a line with her? For doing everything but what he was actually supposed to do. Hell, if it were up to me, all four of those idiots would be digging their own graves with their bare fingers by now. But no, Nikolai had other plans. Nikolai wanted me gone, sure. This little scene probably sealed the deal.She mumbled something, almost too quiet for me to catch, like a

Chapter 56Stacy⟻⟼ ✦ ⟻⟼“Then what’s stopping you?” I regretted asking that as soon as it left my mouth, because if looks had meanings, then I’m probably sure I’m toast right now. At least that should explain the intensity of the hunger in his eyes. “Certainly not you,” was the last thing he said before pulling me in violently. Vincenzo’s lips crashed into mine so fast that it took me a minute to process it. When I finally did, it was a mix of desperation and some darkness there. It wasn’t the gentle kind of kiss you’d expect from a man like him; it was raw, primal, and full of a barely contained rage.His hands gripped my waist as if he was holding on for dear life, like he wasn’t sure whether to pull me closer or push me away. And despite the voice in the back of my mind screaming that this was dangerous, I found myself pressing back, matching his intensity.But he didn’t want me to do any of that. He shoved me back against the car, caging me between his hands, while he took a

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