“You sound a little enthusiastic about it.”
“Maybe it was about due. He has been a thorn in my side for years.”
“Why didn’t you just do it yourself?”
“Ah. The proverbial debate of killing your own sibling. The whole Cain and Abel. I can’t. It would break my mother’s heart.”
“So your daughter means nothing?”
“Oh Ana Maria can be a problem, but she’s not dead. She’s in her place.” The disgusting way he spoke of her made me sick. He was a dead man just for being a disgusting humanbeing, but then he spoke poorly of my future bride and that was enough for me.
“Is she though?” I ended the call.
I looked at Marco. “That son of a bitch runs the entire area.”
“Wait, she was living in squalor. She was shaking and in tears when we arrived.” It didn’t make sense why he treated her like that or why Joey believed his brother was a damn drug addict. Were they playing me to get me down here? No, because they had no idea that I would have been obsessed with Ana.
“Exactly. He’s been keeping her in a state of fear for years.”
“What do we do?”
“We’re getting her out of here before they strike and then I’m going to deliver him a nice wedding present.”
“Good. When do we move her?”
“We’re booked until tomorrow, and if they’ve tracked our movements or hers, then they’ll know that. We need to sneak her out tonight. I want the plane loaded and ready to leave by morning or so they believe.” I explained to him in great detail the plan for our exit. I smiled as I considered the look on her asshole father’s face when it blew up on him. Quite literally.
“Let’s go see my bride.”
Chapter Four
Ana
Voices startled me awake and then the door opened. I let out a gasp, pulling the blanket all the way up to my face. I didn’t even remember how I got under the covers, but I must have been more tired than I expected. Still, none of that mattered because in the doorway stood a man I’d never met.
He entered slowly, closing the door behind him. He had to be the most handsome man I’d ever seen in my entire life. He was taller than the others, slender yet muscular. Even in his suit, I could see the way his biceps pressed against the material.Please tell me he’s supposed to be my husband.
“Yes I am, beautiful.” I clapped my hand to my mouth a little harder than I meant to. “Be careful. That had to hurt. No one damages those beautiful lips, except maybe me. I might bite them occasionally.” He gave me a wicked smirk, eyes a light green that shone in the early evening light. The Houston sunset only illuminated his masculine beauty.
“I don’t think that’s a good idea. I don’t even know your name.” And I wanted to know it because if Mr. DeSalvo touched me, I might explode. My body trembled and stomach tightened as I hid the way my pussy was tingling. It must be all the adrenaline because my body was reacting to this man like nothing I’d ever experienced before.
“It’s Elio Raphael DeSalvo, and it’s a pleasure to finally meet you in person, Ana Maria.” The way he said my name was wrong or at least it should be. My panties were a ruined mess, and I was afraid to get off the bed just in case there was a wet spot under me.
Narrowing my eyes, I questioned, “Did you all drug me?”
“What?”
“I asked if you drugged me?”
“I just arrived, and I warned my men to protect you, Amore. So, I believe that you are just…confused.” I nodded.
“Maybe it’s just the crazy day.”
He raised his brows and then smirked, the smile reaching his eyes that were too enticing. “Come here,” he ordered. I shook my head, but he wasn’t having that. “I said come here.” The tone was so commanding that I just couldn’t ignore it, and a part of me didn’t want to fight. I climbed off the bed and then walked toward him
He brushed his hand gently down my cheek and then cupped my face, tilting my head to look into my eyes. “How was your nap?” he asked so tenderly I wanted to rest my head on him.
“Good.” My voice trembled as his fingers violated my common sense and ripped away my resistance. My entire body shivered from the gentle caress. The new sensations amplified the pounding of my heartbeat in my ears. How was that even possible? No boy ever made such a simple touch feel electrifyingly intense. Not that I had any real experience.
