Page 10 of Savage Vow (Mafia Marriages 3)

“Stay back,” she shouts.

I smile, trying not to laugh. “My Micetta, do you really think you can hurt me?” She’s half my size, and while getting hit with a lamp would undoubtedly sting, I’m not concerned that she’s going to escape.

“Aurielo,” she warns. Her eyes are wide and feral.

“How far do you think you’ll get, Micetta?” I ask. She’s not thinking clearly. “Even if you incapacitate me, there are men outside that door with guns. They’ll shoot you before you make it to the front door.”

Her eyes flicker.

She knows I’m right.

But she doesn’t look defeated. “Then I’ll take you as a hostage,” she threatens.

It’s hard not to laugh at her brashness. She’s cute. The pet name I bestowed on Karina fits her even more perfectly than I could have dreamed.

“I have a better suggestion,” I say and gesture for her to put the lamp down. The last thing I want is for her to get hurt.

She doesn’t lower the lamp, but she does grab the cord with her left hand. Is she planning on strangling me?

“I’m listening.”

“Don Rinaldi isn’t going to let you leave alive.”

“How is that a better suggestion?” Karina scoffs before I can even finish what I intend to tell her. She circles me like I’m her prey.

The girl has no clue who she’s dealing with, the power I have, and how close she is to death. Killing her seems wrong, and not because of all the reasons one might consider. She’s gorgeous, perfect, all wrapped into one tight little body. Her death would be a real shame.

“Marry me,” I say.

She balks at my suggestion. “Marry you? You’ve got to be kidding me.”

It’s the only way that I can protect her.

“Alessandro Rinaldi is only going to let you leave one of two ways. Either as my bride or in a body bag.”

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