The slightest downturn edged her sexy as f**k mouth when I accepted her gratitude. I wasn't giving up the mission to get her in my bed, but I knew bulldozing her wasn't going to get me where I wanted to be. Under her. Over her. Inside her.
It might not be tonight or even next week. But I would wear her down. I could give her what these Amatuccis were too f*****g scared to give her.
I don't know how they held out against her begging. Domenico and I had walked in, joking about something stupid when Rafe had yelled f**k like his soul was being ripped from his chest.
I'd pushed both Amatuccis away as I ran for her. Tears streamed down her cheeks, her voice quavered as she asked them to save her. They'd shaken their heads and denied her mercy. They claimed to love her, but would only love
