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Me: Yes.

Dante: What was she even doing with him?

Me: Not my story to tell. If Monica wishes for you to learn more about her relationship with Marcus, she’ll let you know.

Dante: Okay, man. I get it. We’ll see you tonight.

I turn my screen off and put my phone in my pocket.

CHAPTER THIRTY

Monica

After falling asleep on Gabriel’s shoulder for a quick nap at the police station, we only have enough time to head home for showers before meeting my family at the restaurant. Gabriel insists we shower together, but I think he’s cautiously sticking near me in case I have a panic attack.

Honestly, I’m gobsmacked my brothers and dad just showed up here. Not only that they were here, but they rolled into the building where the Angelinos had taken me. How long had they been watching me? How many times could they have stepped in and didn’t? I have so many questions.

I don’t realize I’m shaking my leg so badly on the way to the restaurant until Gabriel puts his hand on my knee and squeezes it. “Relax,querida. Breathe. It’s going to be okay.”

“You don’t know that,” I mumble.

“What do you mean?”

I turn to look at him, studying his profile. Emotion claws at my throat as I think about losing him. “You don’t know what they’re going to demand. They might make me go back to Texas. Take my place inLa Famiglia. Marry some soldier my dad vetted so he can keep an eye on me. They’ll take away everything. My independence, my friends … everything.”

Gabriel immediately pulls over and slams the car into park before turning to me. He grabs my face in his hands and brings our foreheads together. “You will not leave me. I will not allow it. You’re mine,anjinho.Mine. I will work it out with your father. Whatever it takes. You aren’t leaving me.”

“You can’t make that promise,” I whisper as scalding tears cascade down my cheeks. I swipe at them furiously, angry at letting my emotions show again.

“I can make that promise. I’ve often told you that you’re my soulmate,querida. I know you’re it for me. I’ll do whatever it takes to ensure we’re together.”

“What if he says he wants you to work for him?” I blurt out. Gabriel’s eyes don’t blink as he nods.

“I’ll do whatever it takes. If it comes to that, I’ll do it. I’ll do anything for you,” he whispers deeply against my lips. “I love you, Monica. Forever.”

“I love you too,tesoro,” I whisper before Gabriel deepens the kiss and pulls me over the console into his lap. The kiss turns ravenous and carnal as Gabriel slides his hands up my back and into my hair. My adrenaline is coursing through my veins as I grind into his hardening cock. “Gabriel, please …”

“What do you need, baby girl?” He knows. He’s already unbuttoning my pants. Gabriel gets off on me saying the words.

“I need you to fuck me, Daddy. Make me come, like only you can,” I whimper as his finger slides into my heat and circles my clit.

Gabriel groans as I bury my head in his neck and pepper kisses along his jaw. “I don’t think we have enough time for that, baby girl. I can certainly make you come, though.”

I pout as I sit back, resting my back lightly on the steering wheel.

Gabriel chuckles as he studies my expression. “Querida, it’s still light out. We’re on a main road. Probably not advisable to fuck in broad daylight on the side of the road.”

I know we’re not leaving this car without fucking. It’s just a matter of how quickly I can get Gabriel on board. I need to be fucked. I’m so turned on and anxious, and I know it’ll settle me down so I can go into this meeting with my family with a clearer head. So, I take matters into my own hands. Literally. I have Gabriel’s belt undone in a second before sliding my hand into his boxer briefs and grabbing his cock harshly. He hisses a breath as his eyes close.

“Fuck, baby girl …” he trails off as I slide my hand up and down his length.

“Daddy,” I breathe, “Fuck me. Right fucking now. I need you, hard and fast. Give it to me as only you can.”

Gabriel’s eyes open to blown-out pupils and wanton lust swirling throughout as he slams our mouths together. He grabs my shorts and slides them down one leg, my panties with them, before positioning me and pulling me down onto his length. We both groan as he fills me.

“Yes,” I pant. “Harder,tesoro. Make it hurt.”

“Jesus Christ,querida. Never get enough of you,” Gabriel mutters as he pistons in and out from beneath me. I’m sure the entire car is rocking as he pummels into me, but I don’t care as he brings me to an explosive orgasm. My back bows as every muscle tenses with the blissful wave of pleasure. Gabriel thrusts once, twice, and a final time before coating my walls with his seed. Before I can even say anything, Gabriel chuckles. “Thank fuck you’re so tiny. I’m glad this can be part of our repertoire.”

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