Page 5 of His Stolen Bride

“I’m the wolf. You’re the fawn.” I force myself to lean back, to stop fantasizing about her. “You will follow my lead or there will be punishment, and you won’t like it.” Releasing her wrists, I step back and adjust my hard-on.

Her eyes follow the movement and linger on my bulge for a bit longer. Which only makes it worse.

I groan. “Out.” Pulling the door open, I scoot her around and back into the bedroom.

The man thrusts Bella’s sister behind him and brings up his fists.

I look him up and down. “I would kill you. Do you know that? I’ve killed many men with nothing more than my fists.” Maybe a good fight and a kill will ease my raging heart. I need a release. This Carrera woman has gotten me off track.

“You won’t touch him,” Bella hisses and moves in front of him.

“Who the fuck is he?” I don’t like another man in this room. Why is he here, so close to my little fawn?

“Leo Pietrantoni.” He lifts his fists higher. “And I will end you if you hurt Bella or Gianna.”

“Let’s go, little man.” I unbutton my sleeve and start to roll it up.

“Leo, please.” Bella reaches back and pushes his fists down. “Stop.”

Why is she touching him? She shouldn’t be touching him. I’m right fucking here. She touched him gently. After she tried to slap me.

“He needs to go.” I move toward her, menace in my steps.

She doesn’t flinch. “Leo is a friend of my family. He’s been with us since we were kids. He protects us. If you hurt him, you go to war with my father.”

Fuck. “Why is your sister here, anyway? Did he sell her to Giuseppe, too?”

“No.” She shakes her head. “She and Leo came to visit. That’s all.” Her eyes shift away from me, and then back. She’s hiding something. I’ve done enough interrogations to know when someone tries to keep a secret from me. Though I wouldn’t use my usual methods on Bella. I’d work her, but not with my fists. With my tongue, my cock, my—focus.

I blink hard. “Then they need to return to the Carrera compound immediately.”

“No!” All three cry in unison.

I pinch the bridge of my nose. “And why not?”

“You … need her.” Bella nods. “For leverage.”

“You want me to use the sister you claim to cherish as leverage?”

Bella shrugs. “Yes. As long as you promise not to touch her, she should remain here with Leo and me.” She steps to me again, her aggression stoking my own. “But if you break that promise, I will cut off your dick and feed it to you.”

Why do her threats make my cock get even thicker? Fuck, this woman is too much.

She’s going to be a problem.

Especially if I don’t get her beneath me and moaning my name soon.

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