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Dante

Driving down the road, the sky was a milky hue of mop water gray. The night was claiming the sunshine, stealing away the day, and replacing it with the fucked up situation I had found myself in.

None of this was supposed to happen.

Stupid fucking assholes.

I was supposed to check on them, make sure it all went smooth. But those fucking numb-skulls couldn't handle it, they couldn't handle themselves. Now I was here, driving to our safe house, and inside my trunk was the bartering tool.

Those fucking idiots couldn't even keep it in their pants long enough to get the deal done. And my father wanted to make Tony a capo . . .

Guess that's not happening now, too fucking bad.

Chuckling to myself, I drew my thumb across my jaw, and shook my head. My father thought he knew the man, looks like he was wrong again.

It certainly wasn't the first time his judgment was tainted.

I could hear the heavy thump of her feet against the trunk, the thick pounding of her heel against the lid was starting to make me real fucking annoyed.

And I didn't need to be annoyed, especially not with her right now.

Fuck!

Glancing in the rear-view mirror, I knew I wasn't far from the safe house, but I also couldn't get there fast enough. I had to keep a level head. If I got pulled over right then, I'd be fucked. I'd end up right beside my brother, which was the last thing I wanted.

He was another fucking asshole who ran his mouth and would eventually get what he deserved. For now, he was safer than he'd ever be again.

Just thinking about him made my blood boil. Sesto wasn't family, not anymore.

Not after what he did.

Gripping the steering wheel tighter, I dug my fingers into the leather wrap. I had to cool myself down. I was already pissed off, and if this fucking girl ended up giving me a hard time . . .

She'd be real sorry, and I didn't want to do that to her.

I didn't normally have a weak spot, but when I saw her all laid out like that . . . Her hair was splayed in the dirt, arms and legs spread open without her consent; and the look in her eyes . . . It lit a fire inside my gut that turned me into more of a monster than I already was.

And to top it all off that motherfucker had the balls to tell me that he deserved to have her, that he had earned the right . . .

No fucking way.

Tony was the scum that I scraped off the bottom of my shoe, he deserved nothing.

Especially her.

The gravel kicked up into the wheel wells, pinging off the metal. Slowing to a stop, I threw the car into park, and shut down the engine. I wasn't too sure what my plan was going to be, but I knew Ivy needed protection.

There was no way in hell I was leaving her in the hands of those animals. I knew it wouldn't stop with Tony, I could see the gleam in Vince's eyes, the way he devoured her inside his head.

She was gorgeous, and from the first moment I laid eyes on her, there was something that just stuck with me. This wasn't the first time I'd seen her, she'd caught my eye when I saw Remo trolling her around like a fucking prize.

He didn't deserve her. And I couldn't understand why the hell she was with him to begin with. Maybe his money, maybe the power he tried to act like he had, I wasn't sure.

But it made my insides cringe with hatred for the man who already deserved to die.

Her hair was the color of copper, eyes a mix of green and blue. The woman had hips I could ride for days, and an ass that could use a heavy slap or two.

But for now, her purpose was with our family, for payment and to prove a point. He'd have no choice but to hold up his end of the deal if he wanted his woman back.