Page 37 of Filthy Desire

“And I know you, Gio,” Vincent sneered. “You’re not gonna shoot me in this place. But maybe you should, huh? Maybe that will be my final fuck you for years of service with shitty pay. My death will be splashed all over the news and there will be so many questions. The cops will be up your ass forever.”

“You earned great fucking money and you had my protection. That wasn’t good enough?”

“No, it wasn’t,” Vincent spat out.

Suddenly, the ceiling sprinklers let loose, water pouring down everywhere.

Vincent looked up and Gio took his chance, knocking Vincent’s arm and dislodging his weapon. Alek piled on top, wrenching Vincent’s arms behind his back and Roman grabbed the gun off the floor. Alek and Gio pulled a wet and screaming Vincent outside. Well, they were all wet.

Kara.

Gio looked around but she was nowhere to be seen. She’d probably gone out the back door like he’d told her to and escaped. He’d text her later to make sure she was okay. For now, business came first.

“I’ll get the car, boss,” Roman bellowed and took off running.

“Alleyway,” Alek barked and Gio nodded, dragging a heavy Vincent on his knees.

As they turned the corner, Gio noticed Kara standing there against the brick wall.

“Why didn’t you take off?” He demanded.

“You assholes, let go of me!” Vincent yelled.

Alek kicked Vincent in the stomach, silencing him temporarily.

Instead of answering, Kara walked up and wrapped a cloth napkin around Vincent’s head, tying it tightly to cover his mouth, muffling his screams.

“Now we can talk,” she replied. “Where’s Roman?”

“Getting the car. Grab my belt and tie it around Vincent’s wrists.”

Kara did as she was asked, securing Vincent’s wrists tightly. She was cool about it and Gio’s respect for her solidified.

Gio’s phone buzzed.

Roman: I’m out front

“Let’s go.”

They dragged Vincent around the corner and shoved him in the SUV, speeding off into the night.

This was not the evening Gio had planned.

His dinner was ruined. His suit was ruined. His second security man had betrayed him. The business meeting with Kara was interrupted.

And Gio had Alek Vasiliev in his car.

Gio’s escort would have to wait. Scratch that. The escort was cancelled.

He looked at Kara sitting calmly beside him, and it hit him. Just like that.

There was only one woman he wanted.

He should’ve dumped Kara out of the car and never looked back.

Gio would do anything but.

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