Page 116 of Into the Fire

Fuck, I didn’t want her broken.

I’d rather break a hundred times than see her smile even have the tiniest crack in it.

“Just so you know, I’d be OK if she wanted you to join us, but I also know you have another purpose, and it’s not getting tangled up in our shit.” He glanced at me. “Besides, Cole would kill you. Probably mid-stroke too.”

I let out a soft laugh at that, which made him smile.

“E would be good with it as well. I know he would. Enzo. . .” He clicked his tongue. “I don’t know. Some days, I think he’d go for it. Others, not so much. It doesn’t matter though. Unless they’re all in, it won’t happen.”

“So I should just fucking give it up, huh?” I asked glumly.

“Or pray for my death.”

“You’re a prick,De Santis, but the last thing I want is you dead.”

“Just so we’re clear, I think you’re a prick too. . .De Santis.”

I smirked at him. He got to his feet and walked to my door, pausing as he made to open it.

“I’m serious, Anson. Shit gets bad, take her. Don’t let her come back. Marry her. Fuck her. Give her beautiful babies, and never fucking let her go. My Rosie is worth the entire fucking earth, sun, and moon. She’s worth dying for, and I’d do it just to know she’ll be forever safe. That’s what she means to me. I’d do anything for her. And I know you would also.” He looked over his shoulder at me. “Right?”

“I would,” I murmured. “Without hesitation.”

He studied me for a moment before he opened the door and left me sitting alone in my room.

It was just as well. It was what I was used to.

THIRTY-EIGHT

COLE

The moment Rosalie came through the door the following morning, I was on her like frosting on cake.

She let out a strangled cry as I reached out and dragged her fully into the living room without a word, then tossed her onto the couch.

I hadn’t slept all night because I was fucking sick with worry over her.

“Cole,” Fox snapped at me as I straddled her and pushed her arms over her head. “Stop. Knock it off. She just got home.”

“I don’t give a shit,” I snarled back at him as I shoved her dress up and pulled my cock out. She was going to quickly learn what happened to good girls who did bad things. I heard him stomp from the room.

Good.

“Cole—” she started, but her words were cut off as I pushed my way into her body. It wasn’t gentle, and she absolutely wasn’t prepared for it. It was fine. I’d fix that in a few moments. Her body always responded to mine.

I pulled out and slammed back into her, making her cry out and fight against me.

That shit only turned me on more. I was already pissed, so her fight only fueled the moment for me.

“Slow down,” she choked out. “Cole. Please. You’re being too rough.”

“You’re being rough!” I snarled at her. “Staying out all fucking night! And with that fucking prick you know I hate! I’m angry, Rosebud! Take my fucking cock, and let me have this.”

She went silent, her green eyes shimmering as she stared up at me. She stopped fighting me and let me fuck her how I wanted. I wasn’t gentle, and I definitely didn’t take shit slow.

I came quickly, filling her little pussy with my release, not even bothering to make sure she came for me. My anger was too much for that. I wanted her to be punished. Figuring that was the best I had at the moment, I went with it.

I pulled out of her and tucked my dick away as Fox came back into the room with Enzo and E in tow.

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