Page 14 of Mafia Queen

Feeling her warm skin against mine, the sound of her rapid breathing, being buried inside her—this was my heaven. She was my angel, the only being in the entire fucking world I didn’t want to be without.

After killing the Watson fucker, I rushed home with the beast in me clawing against every bone in my body. He wanted her. He wanted our angel.

Killing for her. Spilling blood for her. It was the highest high I had ever experienced. And I wanted her to feel this exact same high. I wanted her to be strong enough to take the justice owed to her in her own hands, which was the main reason I embarked on this journey. Slowly, I coaxed her out of the fragile shell she hid behind. Little by little, I lured her out, tempting her with every taste of revenge I fed her.

No one knew what she needed like I did. And she needed this. She needed to extract every ounce of atonement out of everyone who had ever done her wrong. It was the only way for her to let go. And now…she was finally ready.

I eased her down, flinching as I pulled my cock out of her warm body. She stared up at me from under dark lashes, her eyes heavy and hooded. “You killed for me.”

I weaved my fingers through her hair, wrapping them around the back of her neck. “My dear Doe,” I searched her face, her eyes, her lips, her flushed cheeks, “there is no amount of blood I won’t spill for you. I’ll gladly pave my own fucking way to hell with the ashes of those who dare to do you harm.”

A soft gasp rolled over her red, swollen lips. “Why? Why would you do that for me?”

Without fucking blinking, I kissed her. My greedy tongue forced its way into her mouth, craving her taste. I pressed harder, our teeth crashing and breaths gasping.

I pulled back, licking my lips, wanting to savor every ounce of her taste, and kept my gaze on her while her eyes remained closed.

Gently, I touched her chin. “Rule number one, Doe.”

She looked up at me.

“That’s my girl.”

The apples of her cheeks turned the most beautiful shade of pink, and I brushed my thumb across her jaw. “I will steal for you. I will kill for you. I will burn in hell for you…why?” I kissed her softly one more time then leaned my head against hers. “Because I love you.”

She stilled, her beautiful brown eyes focused on mine, disbelief painted across her face. “You…you love me?”

“I do. I love you so much, it consumes me to a point where I don’t know how to fucking breathe right.”

Her teeth grazed across her bottom lip. “No one has ever loved me before.”

“And no one will love you after.” I palmed her cheeks, forcing her to keep her gaze on mine. “Because there’s no way in hell I’d let anyone get that close to you.”

With a sweep of my finger, I brushed her hair back to reveal her mutilated ear. For a moment, I stared at her skin, thinking about what lay hidden underneath. It was time to take care of that.

I took a step back. “Come shower with me, then you need to get some rest. Tomorrow, it begins.”

“What begins tomorrow?”

I placed my thumb on her bottom lip, excitement crackling through my spine. “Your journey toward being able to do what you’ve been born to do. Rule.”

All these weeks of preparation, manipulating her to break out of her shell, and finally it was time for us to put this plan in motion. My Doe was ready. She was ready to become the queen I knew she was meant to be. After all this was done, she would be the one standing on the ashes of those who destroyed the ten-year-old Alessia.

After our shower and getting into bed, Doe fell asleep within minutes. I, however, was unable to close my eyes. All I thought about was her, the woman sleeping so peacefully in my arms. There was nothing I wouldn’t do to make sure she was as strong as she needed to be. Somewhere between finding her at Boston Harbor that night and falling in love with her, I stopped being the selfish bastard I had always been. Even though I would have loved nothing more than to be the one who would skin Vadik alive, little by little, until he eventually screamed himself to death, the revenge was hers to take. Not mine.

The next morning, I stood beside the bed staring down at the angel half covered with the black silk sheets. Her beautifully flawless skin enticed the fuck out of me. The dark curls splayed over the pillows begged to be fisted, pulled, and yanked while her body accepted the brutal pleasure my cock fucked into her. But unfortunately, my barbaric fuckery had to wait…for now.

“Doe.” I sat beside her, tracing my knuckles down the side of her face. “Wake up.”

She stirred, the most beautiful sounds coming from her lips.

“Wake up. There’s much to do today.”

Dark lashes fluttered as she opened her eyes. She smiled while her sleepy gaze swept over me. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you wear a t-shirt and tracksuit pants.”

“Come on.” I grabbed her arm and hoisted her up and out of bed. “Get dressed. And even though I love the little dresses you wear, I picked out something a little more comfortable for what we’re about to do today.”

She eyed the black tracksuit pants and pink shirt I laid out on the bed for her. “What are we going to do?”

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