Page 58 of The Sicilian Bastard
"We can argue later. Come with me now, and you won't have to worry about anything ever again. I can make it up to you. Those were Vito's words, not mine. He refused to give you protection, but I disobeyed his direct orders. I followed you anyway because you're mine and no one else's." I swung my wild gaze to hers. She was driving me crazy.
I was so distracted by her, I didn't notice the door opening behind me. When it involved Araceli, I was blind. The air on my back was the first indication someone else was here. Araceli's eyes grew wide and she opened her mouth to warn me, but it was too late. I was tackled from behind. I hit the floor with a thud and threw an elbow back with my uninjured arm.
My assailant grunted and Araceli said the words that made me see red. "Uncle Reuben, stop it, don't hurt him," she cried.
Uncle Reuben. The pedophile. The man who hurt my Araceli. The man who continued to hurt her. He was here, in front of me, breathing the same air as I was. I snapped. I growled and flipped us so he was underneath me. Then I gave him my fists. His nose broke under my hands and I stuck my fingertips in his eyes. His screams fueled my rage even more. I grabbed his bottom jaw when his mouth opened to make more noise and tried to rip it from his body. I didn't succeed, but it sure broke. This time, breaking a jaw satisfied me. I grabbed his throat and held on for dear life. I looked at Araceli as she stared at me as I drained the life out of her worthless uncle. He tried to hit and claw me. He did everything he could to get me off him, but I was immovable. His face turned various shades. I didn't look. I kept my eyes locked on my girl. She had tears falling from her face, but I didn't think they were because she was sad. I thought they were tears of relief. She needed vengeance and I was the fallen angel ready to give it to her.
When the life leaked out of her uncle's garbage husk, I let go. She ran to me and threw her arms around me, jostling my injured arm.
"We got to go, princess," I reminded her and lifted her up despite the man.
"Don't call me that," she ordered and then slammed her mouth over top of mine.
Fuck the pain. Her kiss was the balm that soothed my blackened soul. I groaned into her mouth and ground my hard cock into her center. What I wouldn't give to fuck her right this second. But there was no time. I needed her safe. She wrapped her legs around me like a spider monkey. I determined that I wasn't going to be able to let her go. I grabbed the Glock off her uncle, holding her ass in one palm. Then I swung her around until she was slightly choking my neck.
"Hang on, baby. Keep an eye out and shoot to kill." There was no doubt in my mind she would be able to do what needed to be done. A shockwave shook the compound and I let out a relieved laugh. The cavalry had arrived. The hallways were filled with smoke as the Picone family raged war on the cartel.
"Where's his office, baby?"
Araceli gave me directions to her father's office. I dropped her to the ground before I kicked open the door. Her father, el jefe, was collecting stuff out of his desk. When he looked up, I shot him in the hand. That way, he couldn't shoot me. He screamed and I stalked towards him. He had a knife stuck in the desk with blood on it. It would be the perfect tool.
"Stop," Araceli called.
I stopped in my tracks. If my queen wanted something, I was going to give it to her. She entered her father's office and yanked the knife out of his desk.
"Hello,Papi,"she purred. "Sit." She shoved him down into the chair behind him.
As soon as his butt hit that chair, she struck. I watched her stab him, over and over again. I lost count after ten. His blood drenched her hands and forearms. Even when he had drawn his last breath, she kept stabbing. There was so much rage within her. I let her go. She needed this. I'd be damned if I took it away from her.
