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The Castellione’s weren’t taking any chances. They knew I was a man unhinged looking for any outlet to unleash my fury. A bodyguard followed us into the bedroom suite in the villa on the opulent Castellione estate. They thought they had me cornered. Little did they know every worker in this place was on my payroll. And I paid more.
“Are you gonna watch?” I turned, taunting the made man.
“Yeah, I got instructions to make sure it’s consummated.”
“I think I’d know,” Julietta laughs, already popping the buttons on her gown.
I slammed the door and faced her. “Eager to get fucked?”
“By you… yes… I’ve waited forever.”
“When did this sick fascination with me begin… exactly?”
“When my father told me, he made a deal with yours. Then I saw you at Constantine’s… I watched you with the maid after your… illness.”
“My nostrils flared, “You watched? You were there?”
“Of course. Whose idea was it to make you sleep on the floor? Zio Constantine promised me he’d break you for me.”
“Strip. Get on all fours and crawl to me, your king.” I commanded. My eyes were hooded, watching as she licked her lips. I pretended to be bored as I calculated all the ways I was going to make this bitch pay.
I left men in Jersey; I knew she lied. Blue was on the run. Julietta did send a cleaning crew but by the time they got there, Blue had already fled. I was itching to get back and find her, but I had to deal with this shit first. Besides, I knew Little Red now Baby Blue could handle herself. Afterall she bested me twice.
She licked her lips, reaching me. I undid my tie and fastened it around her eyes.
“Oh, kinky.”
“Just wait.”
My belt came off next. I walked in a circle around her, finally I let it fly. But I didn’t hit her to get hard. I hit her because I could. Because she deserved it.
She screamed as I whipped that ass. The guards outside went crazy, thumping against the door.
I crouched down low, “Tell them your fine.”
“I’m fine! I like I rough!” She yelled out. “See Roque? Damage me. I’ll take it unlike her…”
I picked her up and dropped her on the bed, flipping her to her stomach. I tied her arms behind her back with her stockings.
She grunted in pain and pleasure. This was one kinky, screwed up bitch. I left her and pressed the button opening the secret panel on the wall. The secret door was one of Constantine’s great secrets. But he got careless in his old age and forgot the dog was always watching.
Johnny sauntered in. I shook my head at the lust in his eyes. He was already hard and had a hand on his crotch. I opened the drawer and threw a box of condoms at him.
His hand traced her curves like she was the greatest treasure. She sighed and wriggled on the bed as he seduced her the way a man should his bride. She was gonna be pissed as fuck when morning came and she realized who she was in bed with. But I’d be long gone by then and so would she.
I left him to it. All in all, it was a pretty decent wedding night. I used the secret door to enter a tunnel and into a waiting SUV. I had a plane to Jersey to catch and a girl who deserved punishment more than the one I jilted and just left behind. My knee bounced the entire plane ride. I flew the door to the jet open before it stopped taxiing and leapt onto the pavement. “Roque…” I ripped my man out of the driver’s seat and climbed in. The engine purred as I raced through the streets. I knew she was gone but I still needed to try.
The Explorer was in the drive.
I cut the engine and slammed the door. The house was silent. Dark. No lights were on. Déjà vu crashed over me. “Here we go again, Red.”
My fist crashed through the glass pane next to the door and reached an arm in to unlock the bolt. Sharp pieces of glass drew blood, I didn’t feel it. All I felt was her. She lingered in the air. I felt it: her despair mixed with her determination. She cleaned the place out.
So, she’d run again. Already had another hole to hide out in. But she couldn’t hide forever especially now that I was on the precipice of being one of the most powerful Don’s to ever live.
I climbed the stairs to her room; the door was cracked open. My eyes fell to her bed.
As fucked up as our world was, I grinned. She left a note. Of course, she did. I knew she would.
Next timeyou’ll be the one on your knees for me. I’ll watch as I choke the life from your body, steal your breath and let you feel the pain of how much it hurts. The sad thing is you had me. You won. I was utterly drowning in you. Utterly yours. Why Roque? Just why? Your fifteen-year-old self must be so proud. You won this round, but I’ll slay you in the next.
It was me this whole time. I was always here. Watching. Waiting. I infiltrated your world, so yes that much was true. But then it all changed. The game turned around on me. I’m coming for you—you beautiful fucked-up monster. My hits will be hard.
Maybe our destiny was always war. I chose love, though. Just know that. What happens next is on you.
Was she serious?Still trying to play me? She had so many opportunities to tell me and she never did. Her note was fisted in my hand as I sat on her bed. The same bed we rolled the sheets in. The same bed, she’d curl up against me and sigh. She was good I’d give her that. But I’d be better. Next time love wouldn’t be on the table for either of us. We were too fucked up to believe anymore anyway. I was used to being alone. Used to the numbing darkness. But she changed me. She brought the fire and now she’s gone again, leaving me with nothing but the curling smoke the fire always leaves behind.
I sighed, held my head in my hands. She fucking got to me. She’s already won. But I’ll never give her one more inch. I’ll never admit she made my black heart bleed blue.