Page 113 of Valentino

I couldn’t take any more.

He smiles softly as he fights sleep, his eyes roam over my face.

“I like your bad.” I smile.

He chuckles. “You might not tomorrow…when you can’t walk.” He brings my hand to his lips and kisses my fingertips.

“Good night, Val,” I murmur.

He pulls me into his arms and rolls me onto my side so that my back is up against his front. Once in his arms, with his lips on my temple, I drift into a peaceful sleep.

VALENTINO

In slow motion I push open the door and through the glass shower screen lock eyes with Carlo.

Anna’s legs are around his waist, and he’s buried deep inside of her.

No….

The room is steamy and now lit with a red glow. Anna’s moaning, sliding up and down on his cock, too lost in the moment to notice me.

No….

Thump….

Thump….

Thump…goes my heart.

This can’t be….

The red fog swirls, and in slow motion, Carlo winks with a sarcastic smile.

Something snaps, a cord of sanity finally breaks, and I walk into the shower, and I take my gun and hold the barrel at Carlo’s temple…and I fire.

Three shots.

Blood splatters all over the shower screen, all over her.

“Val.” Her face falls. “What are you doing, it’s not how it looks. I love you.”

I hold it to her head.

“Please don’t,” she begs.

I pull the trigger.

A bloodcurdling scream rings out….

I jump awake with a start.

My heart hammers, and I gasp for breath. I look around, the room is silent. Untouched and normal.

Fuck.

I pant as perspiration dusts my skin and I lean up onto my elbows and look around the darkened room.

Anna is asleep beside me, and everything is as it should be.