Page 129 of Dangerous Contract: Part 2

"My zipper was sliding down," Monique tried to explain.

"Get her, Leo. Fuck!" Raz yelled, seeing red as he brought his fist down on Frederico's face again, breaking the fucker's nose and relishing the cracking sound he'd heard and felt.

Behind him, he heard Leo telling Monique, "Step this way with me, Monique."

Monique's words were laced with panic. "It's not what you think. You have to stop him, Leo. Frederico told me..."

Each word Monique uttered in Frederico's defense earned the bastard another punch to the face.

"I can't stop him when he's like this," Leo was telling Monique.

"But..." Monique started, prompting Raz to slam his fist into Frederico's face again.

"Step out, please," Leo told her. "You're not helping by being here. Step out, or you'll mess up everything."

"Forget that. He's going to kill him," Monique wailed, voice growing distant as Leo ushered her out of the room.

Frederico’s attempts to fight back were weak and futile against Raz’s sheer rage. Miconi tried to speak, but the words were choked off by Raz’s tight grip on him. The metallic scent of blood filled the air, mixing with the rich aromas of the gala’s cuisine wafting from the kitchen.

Monique’s voice echoed faintly from the hallway, pleading for Raz to stop. But her cries only fueled his anger.

"Miconi's men are trying to get into the corridor," Leo informed him from the hallway. "Our guys are blocking their entry."

Fuck Miconi's men,Raz thought as he slammed Miconi onto the floor.

"Raz, no!" Monique yelled.

What the fuck was she yelling at him for? Did she like this motherfucker? Was this old man her fucking type? Raz raised his foot.

"Do it, and I'll never forgive you," Monique wailed.

Raz planted his foot in Miconi's chest, causing the fucker to cough up blood. Raz finally stepped away from Frederico, leaving the man on the floor, wheezing and bleeding, face swollen. Frederico coughed, blood dribbling from his mouth.

The man's words were slurred when he wheezed, “You’ll... regret this, Orazio.”

Raz kicked him hard in the ribs, prompting him to groan in pain. “I doubt it. Leo, take him away. I'm not done with this bitch.”

Leo nodded, signaling to the guards. As they hauled Frederico away, Raz used his handkerchief to wipe the blood from his knuckles, his mind already shifting to his next issue.

Her.

His gaze jerked to Monique, who was staring at him, her expression one of horror. His gaze swept over her. She looked beautiful. But this look wasn't for him. She was looking beautiful for another man.

She was staring at Raz in disgust because of another man. He took a deep breath, trying to hold back his anger. But he had some questions for his golden Rose.

"Get over here," Raz growled.

Chapter Thirty-Eight

ORAZIO

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He'd told her to bring her ass here, yet she was standing there, glaring at him defiantly. Raz's jaw clenched as he stared at Monique, his emotions a tangled mess of anger, confusion, and hurt. The air between them was thick with tension, the result of the chaos he'd unleashed moments ago. He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself.

"What the hell were you thinking, coming here?" Raz asked, his voice low but laced with fury.

He was trying not to let his anger show, trying not to yell. But staring at her, seeing her looking that fucking good, it made him want to saw Frederico's head from his fucking body and show her what happens when she dresses up for another man.

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