Page 30 of Jealous Vows

No hope rises in her eyes.She doesn’t perk up at the news.

I stalked, tricked, assaulted, and captured her, but she shows no signs of distress.In fact, she sinks deeper into nonchalance as my phone vibrates and lights up.

I drop into the seat beside her, push her hair behind her back to expose my teeth marks on her shoulder, and answer the call.

Mario Luciano, the ghost of New York City who came back to life to steal my bride, sits at a desk with sleek furnishings behind him.The office could be at any upscale business.

“Mr.Yovanni,” he says.

“Mr.Luciano, I have something of yours,” I reply.

I tilt my phone to include Sienna in the video.

Mario grits his teeth so hard his jaw muscles stand out even on the small screen.

“You hurt her,” he growls.

I skim my hand over her mottled shoulder before grabbing her bruised nape.Sienna’s hiss pulls my lips into a smirk.

“This is nothing compared to what you did when you stole my bride on my wedding day.Making me watch Valentina orgasm at the altar in front of everyone was diabolical.I intend to return the favor many times over,” I vow.

Mario crosses his arms over his chest and leans back in his chair.His cold expression offers no insights to his thoughts, but the promise of death lurks in his eyes.

“Is this a marriage proposal?”he snarls.

I chuckle, grab Sienna’s arm, and lift her cuffed wrists into view.

“I’ve heard some kinksters use bracelets instead of rings, but these go a little too far, don’t you think?”

More subdued than I’ve ever seen her before, Sienna barely reacts beyond the fluttering of her lashes.

“Is this a ransom demand?”Mario asks.

I chuckle, drop Sienna’s arm, and spear my fingers through her hair.

“There’s nothing you have that I want, Mario.”

“You kidnapped my niece,” he says in a cold voice.

“I did.She’s mine now.”

“Possession is nine-tenths of the law, but I’m not a very good law-abiding citizen, Romeo,” he warns.

“Neither am I.”

“I’ll kill you,” he growls.

“Your niece will die first,” I snarl.

Mario slams his fist on the desk so hard the picture falls off the wall behind him.

“What the fuck do you want,stronzo?”

Satisfaction pulses through me.I smile, lean closer to the phone, and pull Sienna’s face closer to mine.

“This.I want this.I want to watch you come undone as I play with your niece.She’s my new favorite toy.I’m having so much fun.Same time tomorrow?”I suggest.

“No.She belongs with her family.Let her go, Romeo,” he demands.