Page 30 of Boardwalk Kings

I’d killed men for doing the same thing.

But she held my gaze.

I put the gun on the hot tub deck. “What are you looking at?”

“You,” she said in a soft tone. “How did you get that scar?”

Stefan tapped her thigh with his palm. “Wrong topic, sweetheart. Angelo doesn’t like to talk about that.”

“No, you wanna talk about it?” I sat on the other side of her. “Since we’re all spilling our fucking guts, let’s talk about how I got this scar.” I got in her face, my nose brushing her cheek, and I could feel her tremble. “It’s disgusting. You hate looking at it.”

She shook her head. “Actually, no. I think it makes you look sort of rugged.” And then she had the nerve to touch my cheek, her brown eyes meeting mine. “I think it tells a story. There’s nothing to be ashamed about, Angelo. We all have scars. For most people, they’re on the inside.”

Fuck.

That shit hit me hard.

I could see why Stefan and Nico liked her so much. She knew the right thing to say at the right fucking time. No one had ever said anything like that to me. My brothers stopped paying attention to the ugly ass scar years ago.

It was new people who ogled me like some circus freak. The sideshow attraction. I couldn’t even look in the mirror anymore, which was a fucking shame because I once looked like Stefan.

Now, I was the ugly duckling.

With Ava’s hand still on my cheek, I tensed up. She didn’t look like she had an ounce of fear when she should have been afraid of all of us. Even when Dante put her ass in check, she kept flapping her jaw until she pushed him out of his comfort zone.

That scene at her apartment was out of character for Dante. He never lost control, especially not with women. So it surprised the fuck out of us when he bent her over his lap and considered spanking her. If she were a whore from our clubs, he probably would’ve killed her for insulting him.

Stefan ran his fingers down her arm. “Wanna get in the hot tub?”

She dropped her hand from my cheek and looked at my twin. “I don’t have a bathing suit.”

“Wear your bra and panties.”

She wet her lips and pulled the shirt over her head. Stefan stood, already shirtless, and shoved the black Gucci sweatpants down his thighs. Her eyes went straight to his cock, the tip poking through the slit in his black boxer briefs.

My twin was so fucking weird. Even his boxers matched his pants. Stefan was usually the best dressed out of us and the one who chose the clothes in Ava’s closet. He knew every designer and stayed on top of the trends.

Dante and me, we didn’t give a fuck. We wore a black Brioni suit every day, the official wiseguy uniform. Nico was a mix of us. He wore a suit for business and dressed more like Stefan in casual designer shit when he wasn’t working.

As Ava shoved the shorts over her hips, I couldn’t stop looking at her, thinking about her tight pussy. She wasn’t a virgin. But she was going to die when we fucked her.

She squeezed my fingers so hard at dinner it was so fucking sexy. And I couldn’t wait to split her open with my cock.

Ava climbed the stairs and got into the hot tub, giving me the perfect view of her bare ass in a black thong. I couldn’t help myself, so I leaned over and smacked her ass.

She yelped and got into the warm water. Then she spun around, giving me the evil eye.

I put my palms on the ledge and held her gaze. “What are you gonna do about it?”

Ava folded her arms under her big tits, pushing them out of the lacy bra. I thought she would reply with a clever retort. But instead, she moved across the hot tub and climbed on top of Stefan. She straddled my brother, hooking her arms around his neck, and kissed him.

But she looked at me.

She stared at me with one eye open as her tongue tangled with Stefan’s. She moaned into his mouth and rocked her hips like a greedy slut. The damn girl thought she could fuck with my head.

So I quickly stripped off my suit and threw it onto the patio table. Even as Ava kissed Stefan, she studied every tattoo on my chest and abs until her eyes moved lower.

I got into the water, pulled her off Stefan, and made her sit on my lap. “Think you can fuck with me, college girl?” I slid my hand beneath her chin and tilted her head until our eyes met. “You think you’re gonna flaunt your sweet ass in front of me, and I won’t take what I want?”

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