Page 126 of Blood & Lace
"As for why he approached us after, I'm guessing to understand what was happening. It’s not like you haven’t killed your husbands before. He probably wanted to have some insight in order to plan his next move. Using us against you is a possibility as well."
"Fils de pute de connivence."Conniving son of a bitch.Onyx shoved the paper back as if seeing it only pissed him off more."So what, you're protecting that kid fucker?"
Damian frowned, his jaw clenched tight before he opened and closed his mouth.
"No," Nash answered.
I hadn't met many people who could go toe to toe with Damian and not back down, outside of our family. It only showed me Onyx was exactly where he needed to be.
"Then what?" Onyx spat.
A muscle along Damian’s jaw ticked. "Se non ti amasse ti pianterei una pallottola nel cranio, cazzo."
"Threaten my husband again, and I will kill you," I warned. I may not speak it often but I understood Italian just fine.
Damian grunted in acknowledgment. "He messed up the deal the moment he tried to come for my family. He put a hit out on Lucero and he threatened you."
Onyx's eyes widened slightly. I wanted to say “See, you're family” but kept it to myself for now. I'd remind him later.
"We came up with a plan since neither one of you did," Nash said.
My husband squinted at my brothers. "You ever think this family has some real issues with boundaries?"
To my family's credit, we just happened to be close. It wasn't always great, but it was what we had.
"Complain all you want but you want this guy dead and we're bringing it to you." Damian cleared his throat. "I have no issues handling the problem on my own, but something tells me you want in."
"And I do," Onyx added, but he leaned forward, no doubt just as interested in the plan as I was.
The fucker was going down. I'd never let him hurt my husband or my brother-in-law ever again.
33
LUCERO
The strip clubhad been completely transformed for the night. Our usual gambling night was done up even more than usual. Everyone was hands-on this time. Elia was making rounds, flirting with patrons. Nash was at the bar making sure things ran smoothly. Prince was security at the door. Damian walked around like he owned the place, which I guess he did. My oldest brother was anal about any and every plan he came up with. He went all out for this plan, with tables for Blackjack taking up the majority of the space. Every single person who’d be attending was under the impression that tonight would be VIP list only. The stakes would be higher. We had a few dancers walking the floor and some on the stage.
All this to catch that fucker.
I was still in the mindset of breaking down his door and then slamming his face into the ground until it turned into ground beef.
Maybe if I slip out right now.
I did a quick peek around. No one was paying me any attention. The only one who could probably see me right now was Emir. He was in the back office, watching the cameras. Hewasn’t one to get his hands bloody unless he was saving a life, but even he’d shown up tonight. His main role was to patch anyone up who needed it, but still, it meant a lot that he’d joined in. Everyone was doing their part.
I had to wonder if this was what Onyx felt like all the time, luring his prey into his web before going in for the kill. There was a thrill doing something so elaborate with my family but it was also nerve-racking. I could be at home, cooking dinner for my husband, and then eating his ass for dessert. Killing his piece of shit father, on the other hand, was a close second.
“Hey, big guy,” a sultry voice I’d know anywhere wrapped around me like a snake did its prey. Light fingers danced along my back, leaving goosebumps in its wake.
My stomach clenched as I turned to face my husband. I barely held myself back. I wanted to rush to him, drag him against my body, and kiss him until we were both close to passing out from the lack of air. Gone was the platinum blond hair and gray eyes. The usual soft makeup that complemented his features was replaced by a more drastic glam look. Jet-black hair swayed behind him, stopping just above his ass. Brown contacts made his eyes look doe-eyed and innocent-like. Something my husband wasn’t at all. He wore a deep red shimmer dress that stopped just under his ass.
Mine.
Fuck this, let’s go home.
My cock twitched in the confines of my pants. I wanted nothing more than to rip everything off him and fuck him right then and there in the middle of the room. I wanted everyone to see how he moaned for me, how he ruled me, how I begged and whimpered for him. All to truly show that he was mine and I was his.
A slow smirk formed on Onyx’s face as he moved closer to me. His hand lightly touched my chest. Staring down at him onlymade things worse. I was hit with how drastic our size difference was.
