I keep hoping that, one of these days, he’ll stop running from what’s happening between us, but he’s scared and confused, and it doesn’t help that I’m his best friend’s little sister. The age gap is huge, and we’re very different people. But the way I feel when I’m with Matteo overrides any logical reason why we shouldn’t pursue the feelings we have toward each other.
Matteo: No, training late.
I sigh and order my food since I’m hungry and craving Greek …again. I’ve had it every night this week, but I can’t seem to get enough of it.
While I wait for my food to arrive, I read some more of the romance novel I’ve been into recently, thanks to the tablet Matteo got me, along with an e-book subscription. At some point, I’m going to need to figure my life out, but after years of school and then dealing with Enrique’s crap, I’m honestly just enjoying relaxing and hiding out at Matteo’s place. Though it would be better if he showed his face instead of hiding from me.
I like his company. Our conversations and working out and cooking together. He’s sweet and funny, and as if that wasn’t enough,he’s a beast in the bedroom. I’ve attempted to pleasure myself a couple of times since that night, but now that he’s shown me how good it can be, my self-induced orgasms are a major letdown.
The knock on the door indicates that my food has arrived, so I set my tablet down and open the door. Only instead of the guard or the doorman holding my food, it’s a black-masked man.
The second I realize something is amiss, I scream and attempt to run, but before I can get far, I’m yanked back by my hair. I try to remember the moves Matteo taught me, but it’s no use. The person is too strong and binds my hands behind my back before I can fight them off.
“You thought you could hide from me?” The person scoffs, and I instantly recognize the voice. “My brother might not think this is the way to get revenge, but I happen to disagree.” He pulls me tightly against him. “Now, quit fighting,” he murmurs. “And I’ll make sure your death is as quick and painless as possible … once I’ve gotten to fuck you one last time … for old times’ sake.”
24
Matteo
“He tookout the goddamn doorman and guard!” I bark as Dominick does a hundred down the back streets of South Harbor Point, trying to get to my condo as fast as possible. “When I get my hands on him, I’m going to kill him. And so help me, if he fucking touches Dani …”
The moment the alarm sounded on my phone, I knew Dani was in trouble. The alarm is only to be sounded if something happens to one of my guys and they need immediate help.
As soon as I saw it was George, the guard watching over Dani, I texted my men in our group chat to let them know they needed to get to her as soon as possible.
“We’ll get her back,” Dominick says, focusing on the road as he weaves in and out of traffic.
It’s six o’clock, so traffic is a bitch, but we know the roads like the back of our hand.
My phone pings with a text, and I put it on speaker and click play so Dominick can hear it as well.
Ian:Whoever it was, he took her out the back elevator and shot Finn. He’s in a silver four-door Mercedes sedan, heading south on US 1. Kaleb is taking Finn to the doc, and Scotty and I are following the Mercedes in separate cars in case we need to enclose him in.
“Fuck!” I punch Dominick’s dashboard. “I can’t fucking believe this. I should’ve been there.”
“It has to be Enrique,” Dominick says calmly as I pin Ian’s location and put it on his screen so he knows which way to go.
“It doesn’t matter who the fuck it is. I told Lorenzo she was safe with me.”
My phone rings, and I answer it since it’s Eddy. I called him a few minutes ago, asking him to pull the cameras.
“It’s Enrique,” he confirms. “He’s been watching for days. My guess is to learn your routine. Apparently, Daniella has ordered food from the same place the past four days, and when she ordered it tonight, he took out the delivery guy and used it as his in. I’m not sure where he’s heading.”
“Ian and Scotty are on his tail,” I tell him. “Thanks.”
I hang up just as Dominick turns the corner, taking a shortcut that puts us only a quarter mile away from Ian’s location.
Within a minute, he catches up, and a few seconds later, we pull up alongside the silver Mercedes. With Ian coming up on his rear, Dominick cuts sharp, forcing Enrique to come to a stop. His car smashes into the side of Dominick’s, but with Ian blocking him in from behind and only a guardrail to his right, he has nowhere to go.
Dominick rushes out, and I fly over the center console so I can get out on his side since mine is occupied by Enrique’s front end.
I thought about how it would go down when we finally found this asshole. I planned to torture him, make him pay for everything he had done to Dani. But as he gets out of the car, dragging her out with him, with a gun to her head and a devilish smirk splayed across his face, the only thought that crosses my mind as I raise my gun and shoot him between the eyes is that I can’t live without her.
A single bullet silently goes through his head, and he drops to the ground.
Dani is safe.
He can never hurt her again.
