Page 3 of My Broken Bodyguard 3: Catch & Bianca

My eyes fell over Tori’s friend. “Cute little attack dog you have here.”

She craned her neck, glaring at me. “Now you’re calling me cute?”

I flashed a cocky smirk. “You skipped the part where I called you an animal?”

“Will I still be cute if I slam my fist into your nose?” Her pouty lips thinned, and her semi-slanted eyes narrowed.

I thought about fisting her shoulder length black hair and clenching her earlobe with my teeth, but that would guarantee me a knee to the balls.

Instead, I backed her against the wall. “Do it. I’m not afraid of blood.”

She jabbed her fist toward my face. I grabbed her curled hand, then the other, locking them in my huge palm over her head. She was so fucking pissed and turned on at the same time. I think she was more upset with herself for wanting to fuck my brains out.

“We’re getting off to a bad start. What’s your name?”

“Let me go,” she growled.

“Not until you calm down,” I bit out.

“Tori, get Reaper and Slasher. Tear his ass from limb to limb,” she snarled.

I leaned into her ear. “I bet you’ve never been so wet for a man. If you behave, I’ll tongue your pussy until your walls are squeezing my tongue as your cum pours into my mouth.”

Lust took a hold of those thick thighs and rubbed them together like match sticks.

I let go of her hands, stepped back, holding her gaze. A flicker of desire pooled in her eyes for me. It was the most attractive thing I’d ever seen. That was when I realized I had to conquer her.

Tori clapped her hands, ripping us from our intense stare down.

“Bianca, lead the way.” Tori gestured a hand toward the kitchen.

The entire time I spoke to Tori, I couldn’t keep my mind off Bianca. I loved the way her name rolled off my tongue.

Once my conversation ended with Tori, I turned to her friends.“It was nice meeting you, ladies. Especially you, Bianca. I look forward to seeing more of you while I’m in town.”

Bianca’s lip curled in a snarl as she flipped me off.

A dark chuckle left my throat. “You’re not ready for that. We’ll take things slow,” I said before I vacated the house.

I meant what I said to Bombshell. I’d take my time as I watched her come on my face.

She and I had a play date at the playhouse. Bianca better be ready.

***P***

While Ritchie was away, I had access to his hotel room.

Standing in front of the surveillance monitors with only a towel wrapped around my waist, I stared at the boss’s woman. Shit, ex-girlfriend. Lexis didn’t look happy on the video footage.

Ritchie had her schedule broken down. I’d surveil the restaurant where she worked to get a glimpse of her face. Just to make sure she was in her right mind. Seeing her in person would help me read the situation better. Maybe I’d get a sense that someone was threatening her. If she was worried, her mannerisms would give her away.

My plate was full today. I’d monitor Tori, Lexis, and Bianca.

Bianca had my attention. I was intrigued. I didn’t know how she really felt about me. But of course, it was too soon to tell. What was my goal with Bianca? I had no idea. It wasn’t like I lived in Chicago. Not to mention, my job was very dangerous. I protected two of the most notorious Dons in the mafia underworld.

Starting a family wasn’t something I planned. I worked eighty plus hours a week.

Unlike Ritchie, I lived in a mansion in a gated community. There was also a private gate surrounding my home. Guess you could say I was a little paranoid. Because of my presence in the mafia underworld, I had to be cautious. Taking the same route home twice in a week wasn’t an option. I never knew when my bosses’ enemies would attempt to kidnap and interrogate me for answers about their territories.

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