Page 73 of Unwilling Vow (Mafia Marriages 4)

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Jace

The flight is long and tedious over the Atlantic Ocean. There’s been no news of her whereabouts, and I’m not good with waiting.

Matteo is lining up my men to break into Caruso’s compound. There have been no sightings from the outside, and we don’t have any men on the inside.

It’s risky with such high amounts of security who will be protecting Luka. No doubt they’re expecting our arrival and have ramped up their guards with extra weapons and firepower.

We’re going into a bloodbath. I can only hope that most of my men come out alive.

They’re well-trained, but so are the Caruso’s. We weren’t always enemies. We had been joined together under one leader many years ago, long before I became don.

I get word once they’re inside the compound.

“Tell me you’ve got her.”

I need good news. There’s little I can do but wait and sit tight on the plane.

“She wasn’t at the compound. One of the men said she was transported to the hospital before I shot him.”

“Hospital?” Something must be wrong. Is it with her or the baby? Did Luka shoot her? It’s too early for the baby to come. She’s not due for six more weeks.

“She’s in labor,” Matteo says. “I’m sending Markus to the hospital to find out what’s going on. As soon as you land, I’ll have a chopper ready to transport you to the hospital.”

“I want you watching over her room. Not Markus.”

The kid royally fucked up, letting Olivia wander alone outside of the compound. None of this would have happened if he had followed my orders.

“Of course, Boss. I’ll head over there right away,” Matteo says.

I hang up the call. My head spins. I’m grateful I’m not the one flying the plane. I sit in the leather passenger seat with my head in my hands.

It’s not just my daughter’s life that I’m worried about. Somewhere over the last few months, I’ve fallen for Olivia Summers.

I wasn’t supposed to become intimate with her. She was just a surrogate, nothing more. But all that changed several weeks ago after finding out the sex of the baby, bringing her home, giving her that joyous massage.

“Jace, that was—”

“Incredible?” I kiss a soft path of kisses against the back of her neck.

She shifts around to face me, her eyes heavy and a wide grin spread across her face. “I think you’ve unleashed a beast.”

“What’s that?” I ask.

She reaches for my belt, pulling it loose, yanking it from my pants. “I want more,” she says.

The boldness and brashness from her are what I’ve waited months to see and experience. Not just in terms of sex, but her taking charge, demanding what she wants.

“Good, because I’ll give you whatever you want,” I say, pinning her with my stare.

She exhales a soft puff of air. Her cheeks are rosy, and she shuffles back on the bed while I strip down, shucking my clothes to the floor.

Olivia is breathing hard, her eyelids heavy, her pupils dark and wide, leaning toward my lips. It’s like this tiresome dance we’ve been doing for months is finally met with fireworks.

A perfect explosion.

I roll her onto her side, curl up behind her, and guide my leg between hers. Teasing her, touching her, listening to her moans and pleas. With her body nestled up against mine, it takes no time for me to become rock hard, throbbing for release.

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