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He nodded after I spoke, his jaw set with determination. “Gather our men. We’re going to get every single fucking detail and find out how deep Gio is involved with The Stygian. After that, we’ll deal with him taking out our men.”
As we left the backroom, I felt a thrill of anticipation move through me. The promise of violence and retribution was intoxicating, but hanging on to thatsame thought was the fact that Gio might have betrayed us.
I focused on that dark beast within me, the monster who I let sink its claws deep within me.
I stayed in my element where I could focus on what I knew—and felt—best.
Darkness. Violence. Payback.
This war had just started, and fucking hell was I ready to bathe in blood and chaos.
21
GIO
Several weeks had passed since Tatiana and I started… whatever it was we were doing. And with each passing day, with each moment we spent together, I felt myself falling deeper and fucking harder for my pretty, little Russian princess.
She was an angel, and I was the devil keeping her for myself.
I was Hades and refused to let my Persephone go.
Because she was mine, and I’d never had anything that was truly… mine.
When we spent time together, it was all physical. My mind was filled with thoughts of all my needs and wants. I could barely think straight when shewas around, this primal part of me demanding I mark her from the inside out.
Breed her.
We didn’t talk about personal matters. It wasn’t because I didn’t want to but because, when she was near, I couldn’t fucking keep my brain focused on anything but her. My duties and responsibilities faded. All that mattered was… Tatiana.
She’d gotten good at sneaking around, and I was a fucking master at breaking and entering her apartment with no one knowing.
And every time I slipped into her apartment, I’d wake her up with my face between her thighs and my tongue licking at her perfect slit.
The truth was… I couldn't stay away from her, and that was clear by the fact that I hadn’t left Desolation and gone back home to the West Coast since I came here to kill Maksim the same day she showed up at my building.
Shit, I should be focused on making sure my involvement with the Bratva lackey was never revealed. I should have kept my ear to the ground and focused on my men doing some reconnaissance, to make sure Dmitry and Nikolai weren’t digging too deep into the shit that happened.
And I was, to an extent.
But here I was again, opening her front door—which she started leaving unlocked for me—and closing it behind me.
Her apartment was dark, the hour late, and I was already hard with the thought of eating her out to wake her up. I just could never get enough. I couldn't get my fill of my girl.
I swept my gaze around her kitchen, then the living room, before I saw a small form kneeling a few feet from me and shrouded in the shadows. I inhaled deeply, taking in her scent. The longer I stood there and stared at her, the more my eyes adjusted, and I saw she was nude and kneeling, her tits perfect, her nipples hard.
She was on her knees in front of me, and my cock liked both the thought of what that meantandthe image of her before me. The fucker throbbed like my pulse was located right in its base. My balls were drawn up high and tight, and I felt my boxer briefs become damp from pre-cum leaking out of the slit.
“Daddy,” she whispered, and my knees nearly buckled. There was this needy quality to her voice as she addressed me as her Dominant, but there was also something more, something that called to the primal part of me and demanded more.
I didn’t respond. I couldn’t, not when all I wanted to do was fuck her until she wouldn’t be able to walk straight tomorrow, all while my cum leaked out of her pussy.
Instead of saying a fucking word, I reached down and undid the button of my dark jeans, then slid the zipper down, freeing my massive, hard cock.
“Come closer, Tatiana,” I said low, deep, and keeping my focus on her.
She exhaled slowly and went to stand, but when I shook my head, she froze.
“Crawl to me, princess.”
