“I came by to see if it was true—if you really did have the woman Biba’s looking for.” He takes a quick glance at Danika, who skitters away from him. “I knocked, and no one answered, but I could hear a woman’s voice, so I let myself in.”
Danika lifts a hand to her ear, looking bewildered. “I was on the phone with my mom. I never heard a thing.”
DiAngelo studies her for a second, probably wondering like I am how she could have missed him knocking. “She thought I was sent by Biba and nearly passed out. I was trying to get her to the couch. Now, it’s your turn to A, put your gun and your dick away. And B, tell me what the fuck is going on.”
I don’t like him giving me orders in my own home, but I can hardly argue. Iamstill standing here with my dick on display,after all. I sneer at him so he knows I’m still pissed, then grab a throw blanket off the sofa and wrap it around my waist.
“There’s not much to tell. This is Danika; she’s Biba’s daughter. We’re getting married, like I told you.” I called him yesterday to pass along the word to his connections, not come interrogate me over my decisions.
DiAngelo goes still as a marble column. “His fuckingdaughter?” He looks over at Danika, who pales.
“Did I forget to mention that part?” I wanted to demonstrate that he doesn’t know everything, but I’m second-guessing myself when I see the way he’s staring at my bride-to-be.
“And what’s your role in all this?” he asks her.
“This used to be a friend’s apartment.” She shrugs weakly. “I came by, not realizing he’d moved.”
Thank God she doesn’t tell him she broke in. That would just complicate things even more. I also make a mental note that it’s time to invest in a new fucking lock.
DiAngelo prompts her to continue with raised brows. “And why are you on the run from your father, who, might I add, has never told anyone he has a daughter.”
“He isn’t my father. He’s a sperm donor. My mother isn’t his wife.” Her voice finds a bit of strength. “I’d never even met him until he decided he wanted to marry me off to some guy named Reaper.”
D finally turns his attention back to me. His gray stare stabs at me accusingly, saying,and you think you’re going to save her by marrying her.
I take a tiny step forward, sending back a glare that says,I’m marrying her because she’smine.
He looks from me to Dani and back. “Fuck,” he hisses under his breath, then lumbers to the door, slamming it behind him.
“Holy crap, who was that?” Danika asks while releasing a breath that sounds like she might have been holding it throughout the entire exchange.
“That was DiAngelo. He’s my brother’s best friend and an important figure in our organization. He also has contacts with the Russians, so I had him help me gather a little information.” I finally set my gun down and cross to Danika. My hands frame her face, bringing her wide gaze to mine. “You okay?”
“Yeah, though I don’t like all the trouble I’m causing you.”
“I’m a hitman for the mob. You think I can’t handle a little trouble?” I ask softly, my eyes devouring her delicate features. At that moment, something very unexpected happens. The blanket around my waist falls to the floor, exposing my raging hard-on.
She sneaks a peek, then swipes her pretty pink tongue across her parted lips.
“Oh, little thief. You shouldn’t have done that.”
I slant my lips over hers, devouring the moan she releases. She’s so damn intoxicating that I can’t resist pulling her close so that my cock is pressed against her belly. She wraps her arms around my neck, and my hands drift to the bottom of her shorts.
“Do you have any idea what these fucking shorts do to me?”
Danika gives two small shakes of her head.
“Let me taste you, Dani. I need to taste you again so fucking bad.”
Our gazes stay locked until she finally nods, and I swear to Christ, I feel like I’ve been given the gift of immortality.
I suck in a lungful of air, then take a step backward. “Lie on your back.”
She peers at the sofa.
“No, here on the rug. Down where I can see you—all of you.”
Fuck if my dick isn’t screaming for me to stroke myself, but I resist. This isn’t about me. This is about trust. I need Dani toknow she can trust me, and if that leads to an exploding dick, so be it.
