Page 229 of Forced Vows

With a soft sigh, I do and eventually the slow and gentle caresses bring me to climax.

"Feel better?" he asks.

"I do," I say with surprise.

I don't ache nearly as much as when I first woke up. How much is whatever he put in the bath and how much is the aftermath of my orgasm?

"That's a family trait too," he teases.

"That's not something I'm going to ask Catalina about."

Moma shows up with Kara and Fiona. She insists on fussing over me and is adamant I either lay on the couch or return to bed.

I know when I'm beat. I choose the couch.

"One of our own men was feeding information to Gabriel," Kara says, her tone filled with shock.

She should be shocked. The men allowed on the estates security detail are the most trusted among my uncle's soldiers.

"I bet your dad is livid." I take a sip of the strong Irish breakfast tea moma insisted on preparing for me.

She brought her own tin with her. It's no use telling her we have tea. It's not hers specially shipped from her hometown in Ireland.

"Mick and him are both on the warpath." Kara shakes her head. "I had to leave Fitz at the mansion with Ollie and the nanny."

"I'm surprised they let you all come then."

"That was moma."

I grin. My grandmother is a force to be reckoned with when she wants to be.

Moma sits by my legs and pats my calf. "Now, you'll tell us all about yesterday and drain the poison from your heart."

"I already did that with Miceli," I explain.

"You did, did you? Well, that's fine." Moma digs her knitting from her capacious purse. "He'll make a fine husband even if he is Italian. Now, you'll be telling us, or I'll hear no end of it from your cousins."

None of us are fooled. Moma wants the details as badly as Kara and Fiona.

Telling them is different than telling Miceli. My cousins interrupt a lot. Moma makes noises of disapproval and approbation where needed and I'm yawning halfway into the tale.

I don't know when I fall asleep, but I don't hear them leave.

Chapter 79: MICELI

The Box is more crowded than usual.

Sev stands against the far wall with Brogan Shaughnessy. Angelo is playing with his knives in front of our unwilling guest while Allessio leans against the wall directly across from him.

We've got one of the AOG soldiers strapped to a metal chair attached to the floor. We don't want it tipping in the middle of something important.

Unhinged stainless steel without seams makes for easy clean up too. Everything about The Box is designed so all DNA trace can be erased quickly.

Not that any law enforcement agency is going to find our interrogation and holding facility under the Oscuro Building.

But we don't take chances.

Which is why safeguards are taken on the extremely rare times when an outsider is brought in. Brogan Shaughnessy has no idea where he is and nothing in The Box reveals how many stories underground we are.

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