Page 106 of The Devil's Deal

He smirks. “You’re insanely sexy when you’re all angry like this.”

“I swear, Brian, if you hurt my cousin—”

He grabs me around my hips and pulls me on top of his lap. “She’s safe.” He lays a palm over my neck. “She’s with my brother. He’s taking care of her as well as I’m taking care of you.” He smiles devilishly.

“What?!” I place both palms against his chest, pushing at him. “Speak. Now.”

He cups my chin and pulls me down for a slow kiss. I surrender to that all-consuming power he holds over me.

“We knew about her father arranging a marriage she didn’t want,” he says against my lips.

I pull back, my jaw slackening, eyes popping wide.

“Now, with my brother’s help, she doesn’t have to get married.”

“I don’t understand.” My fingers land on each side of my temple. “How’s he helping?”

“Let’s just say they came up with a mutually beneficial arrangement. She’s happy not to get married to that asshole. That’s all you need to know.”

I glance skeptically at him. None of this makes sense. I know my cousin was desperate to get out of the marriage, but still, I don’t understand what deal she could’ve made. And I can’t even ask her. But if being with Brian’s brother gives her the escape she needed, then so be it.

“I don’t know what the hell you guys have planned for my uncles, but I swear, you’d better be telling the truth when you say she isn’t hurt.”

“I am, Chiara. We’re not in the business of hurting women. I promise you that. She’s in no danger with him.”

“Fine, but I’ll want to speak with her soon.” I try to get off his lap, but the steel cage of his arms has me staying in place.

“Okay. You will.” He thrusts his hips up. “Are you still mad, baby?”

“Mm-hmm,” I fire back with a glare, trying hard not to moan.

“Even better.” He stands, flipping me over his shoulder. “I like angry Chiara when I’m inside her.”

“If you don’t put me down, Brian, you’re about to get a lot more than me angry.”

He smacks my ass. “Bring it, baby.”

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DOMINIC

We spent a long, hot shower together with her on her knees sucking my cock like she was punishing me for everything wrong in her life, after which I fucked her bent over, giving it to her just as rough.

I have her draped over my chest, her slick, naked body sinking into mine. My arm curls over her back protectively, wanting to keep her beside me every waking moment.

After what happened with Cain, it’s hard to leave her, but tomorrow, I won’t have a choice.

“Chiara, we have to talk.”

She lifts up her head, worry etched in her gaze. “What’s wrong?”

“It’s happening tomorrow.”

At first she doesn’t understand, but as soon as the realization hits, her eyes widen. “Oh.”

Tomorrow, I leave her to go and finish the war with her father. One I know we will win. I’m so grateful she gave up his location.

“When?”

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