Page 62 of The Merciless King

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

BRAXTON

Despite Frank’s threat, I was let through the gates and am now flying down the road in Barrett’s black Ferrari. I let the top down, breathe in the air, and allow myself a moment to take in everything that’s just taken place.

I’m making a deal with the devil.

A fake deal.

One that is going to impact a lot of people.

Including Gianna.

I might be undercover and playing a role, but the dynamics between her and me are real. Our chemistry. Her feelings. Hell, even my feelings. Even if I don’t want to feel anything for the woman I am using, the fact is I do.

Yet, I’m irritated by her not showing a single ounce of interest in my fake shipment that I lost.

Does she even fucking care they could be humans?

I know what my family is involved with. I’m not stupid.

I constantly remind myself she is the daughter of Frank Baldassare. This is just a normal day for her. Drugs, weapons, diamonds, women, and children. Her family will do whatever it takes to make money illegally and a lot of it.

She is well aware of what they are doing.

What the hell does that say about me having feelings for a person like her? Despite being born into this world and having no choice. Perhaps it’s some chemical reaction to really good quality fucking.

I told her I owned her pussy.

These possessive words seem to fall out of me when I’m with her.

Going bareback by accident—‍twice, goddamn it—‍means I’m just protecting my health.

Liar.

God, I’m full of fucking shit.

Gianna, you little seductress, you are getting under my skin and becoming a huge distraction.

Yet I need her.

Now I know she is promised to someone, so at least there will be no pressure on me to marry her. Which is irrelevant because once I find Amy I’ll be gone from this fucked-up world.

What if she is pregnant?

Fuck.

They’d never be able to find me. I would never know.

I stare out the window and imagine the scenario, running a hand over my face.

Jesus. Why couldn’t I have snapped on the condom both damn times and used my brain? Huh. I almost laugh. My brain is the one thing that is barely present when I have Gianna’s body in my arms.

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