“I will take you shooting. You better get inside. Tony has looked out here no less than four times since we have pulled up.”
I glance over to the brownstone and see the curtain move as if someone is indeed looking out.
I sigh. “Great. Here’s to twenty questions that I get to dodge.”
Bash grabs my hand and stokes the back.
“Want me to go in with you?”
I snort. “Yeah because that will make it better. No. I will make something up.”
He nods.
“Well, thanks again for bringing me home boys.”
I glance up to see Gio look in the rearview mirror and nod.
I glance back to Bash and he tugs my hand making me fall into him. He brushes a stray strand of hair back from my face then leans in and captures my lips.
“I will see you soon, Tesoro.”
Words escape me. I don’t know what this means. The look in his eyes says dirty sex is in my future and I am not sure if I should be afraid or excited. Seems my soaked panties decided excited is the way to go.
“Go on. I will contact you.”
With that, Gio gets out and comes and opens my door. He then escorts me to the front door and waits until I shut it behind him before he jogs back to the car. I watch out the window beside the door as they drive away.
“Bella! What have you gotten yourself into?”
I turn and find Uncle Tony, Gina, Mia, and Izzy standing at the end of the hall. All with worried faces.
Aww shit.
Bastiano
It’s been three days since I saw Sofia. I have been itching to call her, but wanted to give her time to digest everything that happened. I also needed to clear my own mind.
I had my gun pressed to her pretty little forehead and she didn’t blink. Her heart was racing, but it wasn’t fear I saw in her eyes. She was turned on.
I should have killed her. The disrespect she shows for me is unforgiveable. Yet, I don’t take it as disrespect. I think she does it to try and get a rise out of me. She wants to see how I will react. When I react differently to what she expects, it gives her a thrill. I can’t lie. It gives me a thrill to see her reactions as well.
I watched her eyes as I pulled that trigger. I expected a scream. Tears. I expected her to break down like most females, hell and some males, do. Instead, she briefly jumped, but kept her eyes locked with mine. Her eyes were unwavering. Then she spoke and called me an asshole. The anger that filled me caused me to react without thinking. That doesn’t normally happen. Each one of my moves is calculated. Even killing that piece of shit has been a move that I calculated in my head before proceeding. I knew the next 10 steps before I pulled that trigger. With her, I didn’t even think about the consequences. This woman has the ability to make me lose my temper yet make me want her all in the same breath. Add in her lack of self-preservation and she is a dangerous woman.
“Boss.” Lo stands at the door.
“Yeah.”
“Gio says that he checked back in with Leo. It is his opinion that he is loyal and good to continue.”
Step 10 is finally complete.
“Set him loose, but keep an eye on him.”
“Of course.” He types out a quick message on his phone before sitting in a chair across from my desk.
“I want to have dinner tonight at Bello Italiano.”
I don’t ask for things in my life. I demand them and my men make it happen.
