Page 94 of Born into Sin

Turning his head, he yells for Tony, and within a few seconds the man I remember hooking me up to everything comes rushing in. He looks me over, making sure I’m okay. He doesn’t seem thrilled when he sees that I’m no longer connected to the beeping machine I now detest, but he doesn’t demand I put the cuff back on. His dark hair is disheveled, and he looks like he’s only a few years older than me. His glasses are slightly crooked like he’s just thrown them on, but even with them partially hiding his face, it’s obvious the guy’s good looking. My heart belongs to Dominic, though, so even if I was connected to that damn machine, my heart rate wouldn’t show a spike right now.

“I’m taking my fiancée upstairs,” Dominic tells him. “Can she be disconnected from her IV, or do I need to bring it upstairs with us?”

It’s clear Dominic isn’t asking for permission to move me, so Tony just comes over to check the IV bag and then he takes my temperature and gently feels my ribs and inspects my face.

“She’s okay without the IV. She needs to eat something and keep her fluid intake up, though, and she needs to rest as much as possible. Her ribs are going to be very sore for the next couple of weeks.”

“She’ll get everything she needs and then some. I’m not letting her out of my damn sight, and you can just as easily check on her upstairs as you can down here.”

Tony pauses at Dominic’s tone before giving a slow nod of his head while gently removing the IV needle from my hand. He’s good, and I barely feel the sting of the large needle being removed. “Of course, Mr. Alessi. I’ll be up to check on her later.”

I’ve got to give the guy credit, he doesn’t go pale or look like he’s about to shit himself. Tony isn’t a hardened criminal, not yet anyway, but he’s holding his own against my fiancé, and I see the respect in Dominic’s eyes before he buries it deep.

“Text me first. I don’t want her disturbed if she’s sleeping.”

Tony puts a bandaid on the back of my hand. “Yes, sir.”

I don’t bother telling the two alpha males that I’m sitting right here and they can stop talking about me like I’m absent. I’m too tired, and I know Dominic’s overbearing ways are because he loves me and he’s terrified something else might happen to me or our baby.

When I start to yawn, Dominic nudges Tony aside and carefully scoops me into his arms, keeping the blanket wrapped around me so I’m not flashing my butt. He kisses my head and carries me out the door.

I turn my head and quickly say “Thank you” to Tony before we disappear down the hall.

“My fiancée is so damn sweet,” he tells me with a small smile playing at his lips.

“He helped me,” I say. “The least I can do is say thank you.”

“He’s getting paid a lot of money to do that, principessa, and he knows I would’ve killed him if he hadn’t.”

“I’m going to assume you’re joking.”

He lets out a soft laugh and gives me a wink. “Whatever helps you sleep at night, sweetheart.”

I’m too tired to get into a discussion about when it’s appropriate to kill someone and when it isn’t. I’m guessing it wouldn’t do any good anyway, so I keep my mouth shut and rest my head against his chest. I’m asleep before we’ve even made it up the stairs.

Chapter 17

Dominic

Iwatch over Natalya for the next few days, icing her ribs and bringing her the homemade soups Lucia makes, until she finally rolls her eyes at me and tells me yet again to stop worrying and that she’s fine.

Well, that’s never going to fucking happen, and that’s exactly what I tell her.

“You’re a stubborn man, Dominic Alessi.”

“And you’re a stubborn woman, Natalya Alessi.”

She smiles at the sound of her soon-to-be name and reaches out to run her fingers through my hair when I lean down to lift her shirt so I can kiss her stomach. It’s my new favorite thing, and I do it all the time. She never pushes me away or looks annoyed by my doing it, and I love her so fucking much for that. She just lets me nuzzle and kiss her stomach as much as I want. I’m obsessed with the idea of our baby growing inside her. I went from never wanting kids to having it be all I can think about.

“You’re going to be such a good daddy,” she tells me.

I turn my head, resting my ear against her soft skin. “I hope so.”

“You will be,” and there’s not a trace of doubt in her voice.

I smile and kiss her stomach, slowly trailing a line down. It kills me to see the dark bruises that mar her perfect skin, but I know it could’ve been so much worse. I nuzzle her with my nose, breathing in her sweet scent. I’ve missed her so fucking much. I haven’t been inside her since the day she left my house, and it’s been slowly driving me crazy. She lets out a moan when I give her a soft nip, and I’m just about to hit her panties when my phone dings with an incoming text. I groan and kiss her stomach again before lifting up. I know who it is. I’m convinced Lev, with his eerily accurate timing, is determined to cock-block me from his daughter for the rest of my life.

Natalya gives a soft laugh. “Tell my dad I said hi.”

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