Page 70 of Sinful Lies

He throws his head back and howls, and the sound is like fucking music to my ears.

“Brutal.” Mikhail chuckles under his breath.

The tendons in Giovanni’s neck strain as he gasps for air.

My lips pull up in a feral grin as I get in his face.

“Just making sure you can no longer jerk off to the thought of my girl.” I grin. “Or anyone else for that matter.”

“F-fuck you,” he gasps.

“Next time I’ll chop off your dick and make you eat it. Are we clear?”

The last of the color drains from Giovanni’s face, but he nods.

I breathe a sigh of relief as I turn to face my brother. “Can I trust you to deal with this? I need to get back to my wife.”

Mikhail lets out a long sigh, but he nods, wrinkling his nose as he looks down at Giovanni. “You owe me one.”

“If I haven’t told you recently, you’re my favorite brother.” I chuckle, gripping Mikhail’s shoulder and squeezing it once.

My brother shrugs out of my touch and waves me off. “Fuck off. Get back to your girl.”

I’m covered in blood,and I reek of sweat. I can’t have Zara seeing me like this, it’ll only make her worry.

So, the moment I walk through the door of the penthouse, I head straight up to my bathroom to take a quick shower to wash away any trace of Giovanni Saccone.

After pulling on a fresh black T-shirt and joggers, I cross the hall and gently tap my bruised knuckles against Zara’s door.

It opens immediately, and the next thing I know I’m wrapping my arms around her shaking body as she sobs into my T-shirt.

“I-I was so worried.”

“Do you really have that little faith in me?” I run a hand over her hair.

She responds by tightening her arms around my waist, and I can’t deny the fact that it feels fucking good to hold her.

“I don’t know what I would have done if you hadn’t gotten there when you did.”

“Shh, don’t think about that,sladkaya. I promise he won’t be bothering you again. In fact, I’d be surprised if he’s back at work in the near future.”

Zara’s body tenses, and she pulls back, looking up at me with wide eyes. “You didn’t kill him, did you?”

“I wanted to.” My teeth are clenched hard at the thought of leaving that fucker alive. “I simply reminded him of a very important lesson instead.”

“What kind of lesson?” She nibbles on her bottom lip.

“That there are always consequences to touching a woman without her consent.”

Zara’s throat bobs, and I can practically see the last few hours replaying in her mind.

I reach out to run my thumb along it as I stare into her green eyes. “I promised you I would take care of it, and I did, so you don’t need to worry about it anymore.”

Her eyes glisten with unshed tears, and the sight makes my chest ache.

How could anyone ever want to do something to hurt her?

“It’s late,sladkaya.Let’s get you tucked up into bed.”

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