Page 4 of Stolen Vows
It was all lies.
The moment Pietro Denaro stabbed me in the back—literally and figuratively—and left me for dead, everything changed.
I will destroy him and everything he holds dear, including the daughter he infected with his evil ways.Her lies drove a wedge between us.It’s her fault I lost everything.
She deserves to suffer.She earned everything I’m going to do to her.
I meet the eyes of the buff woman sitting in the passenger seat as they drive past.She looks away and speaks over her shoulder to my prey.
I smirk and toss my cell phone up in the air before catching it and striding toward my car.
The next few days are sure to be delightfully entertaining.
Valentina Denaro is in my territory now.She’ll never make it back to San Francisco.
Her wedding to Romeo Yovanni will never happen.
She’s mine.Mine to hurt.Mine to punish.Mine to destroy.
I’ll enjoy every second.
I wedge myself behind the wheel of the rundown car I chose to drive today and check the location app on my phone before heading to the hotel the Denaro’s always stay at when they visit New York City.
You’d think the pompous asshole would take his head out of his ass and change venues for safety reasons, but he believes he’s above the need for obscuring his whereabouts.The conniving cunt of a weasel thinks tossing money around makes him strong.
In hindsight, Pietro Denaro was never a man worthy of my devotion.I should never have pledged my life to him.
He took that life and spilled it in a back alley in the slums of San Francisco all because his daughter lied to him.
I never touched her.She was too young.Too precious.Too innocent.
Not anymore.There’s nothing holding me back.I’ll enjoy enacting the most epic revenge story in history.Nothing will stop me from ruining Pietro by delivering the biggest mindfuck ever as I fuck the Denaro princess to within an ounce of her life.
I’ve waited a decade to annihilate the Denaro family.Three months more is nothing.
I’ll enjoy toying with her until then.
After scanning the employee badge I bought off the manager, I pull into the hotel parking deck and swing into the spot closest to the loading bay.I saunter down the cinderblock halls to the security room and watch on the screens as Valentina charms her way through the hotel.
Even with her hair much darker than I remember, she’s vibrant and beautiful.And she knows it.She flaunts her feminine wiles everywhere she goes, winning over the bellhops with her gorgeous smile, disarming the women behind the counter with her fake friendliness, and wrapping every man in sight around her finger with her mouthwatering curves.
My cock pulses in my trousers.
I check my phone and smirk as my hotel informant texts me to notify me of her arrival.She’s in the suite beside her father, just like I requested.
With both my prey tucked into their rooms for the next few hours as they prepare for their evening plans, I spend a few minutes on my phone before stalking back to the parking garage.
A black SUV idles a few spots away from the loading dock.The moment I step out of the elevators, the passenger door opens and the muscular woman heads toward me.Her aggressive stride matches the barely leashed fury in her gaze.
“You’re right, boss.She’s a piece of work.All smiles and lies hiding behind a pretty face,” she sneers.
I accept the small gift box on her extended palm, pull the lid off, and scoff at the contents.
I don’t know which Denaro is worse, the father or the daughter.
The father plays with lives.The daughter plays with hearts.
Frivolous yet dripping with faux sincerity, the embellished hair ties add a personal note to the two gift cards—each one with an appalling amount of money to a high-end store, which has been carefully selected for the recipient’s hobbies—revealing Valentina’s strategy.
