Page 10 of Revenge of Sin

Isn’t it exactly what I’m doing?When they find her, what happens?We move into a full-scale war with the Rosellis and Gallinis.And if Massimo finds out I’m holding Anna, have lied to him straight out about what happened, or she gets away and is hurt,I’m well aware it will be on me and that my entire family could pay the price.

I know damn well that’s exactly what was on her mind when I caught her staring at those ships earlier.I make a mental note to have Nicolo get a message to our ship bosses.

Because letting Anna go, into the arms of a man who wants to marry, torture, or kill her?That’s not going to happen.No matter the cost.I’ve already made the decision.Anna is not leaving my tower because I’ve already decided Anna is mine to protect.She has been since the very day I carried her out of that building and I’m not fucking giving her back.

6

Anna

After a luxurious shower filled with aroma sprays, I slip into a silk robe from the closet next to the one I stole the steel bar from, finally having decided to look through the array of clothing hanging in it and that fills the dresser drawer across from the bed.Whoever normally sleeps here has extremely extraordinarily expensive taste.

Versace dresses that cost more than many make in a year line the closet, one after another with Christian Louboutin heels that put the closets that Sophia and I had as young unattached women to absolute shame.Not that we didn’t dress well, just not quite to this level.Papa was very generous just not this over the top generous.

Although now, Massimo showers Sophia with so many clothes and dresses an entire two-bedroom space is used to simply house her attire.I have no clue why because she’s seldom in them long.That’s for damn sure.Those two are like a couple of rabbits going at it at all times of the day.The honeymoon has certainly not worn off for them in the last six months.

A twinge of guilt hits me thinking about my sister who I know has to be worried right out of her mind.She has to be driving Massimo absolutely insane with the need to find me.I wonder if he’ll ever think to even question the very man he trusted to go in to rescue me not that long ago.

The doorknob turns and indecision causes me to freeze.To run back into the bathroom, or dive under the covers of the bed, but by the time it takes to even think Vincenzo stands in the doorway, taking in my state of attire with a tray of food in his hand.

He doesn’t move fast, quite the opposite, slowly closing the door as he enters, his eyes never leaving mine.“You look good in pink, princessa,” he says, walking to the table and placing the food tray down.

Why, even after what he’s done, does the way he calls me princessa send a tingling straight to my very center?I resolve not to let him get to me.“I’m not going to let you sweet talk your way into my good graces again.You fooled me once with your charming nonsense.I can see right through you now.”

His eyebrow lifts, and he closes the distance between us, standing mere inches from me and looking down while forcing me to stare into those deep dark eyes.

If I have a chance in hell of holding my own, my power and a little bit of control, something has to change.I swallow past the lump that forms as his eyes penetrate mine, holding me captivated with the magnetism of his gaze.

I huff out a breath of air.“You don’t intimidate me, Vincenzo DeLuca.Men like you, who use women and trade them in for a buck?Weak and dickless, if you ask me.”

Vincenzo eliminates the inches between us, pressing my back into the coolness of the wall next to the closet.His large hands splay against the wall, effectively locking me into his very personal prison.He leans in and the warmth of his breath grazes my ear as his body presses against mine.

The hardness of his cock burns hot through the thin silk material of my pink robe causing me to gasp.“Does that feel dickless to you, princessa?”

I swallow with difficulty over the lump that’s formed at the back of my throat as my heart races while caught in this man’s strong-ass web.I force myself to be strong, to look right into his eyes, putting on a face of indifference I don’t feel.“Did I strike a nerve?”

He growls, lowering his head, running his lips from my ear down the length of my neck not touching my skin at all, but still, the warmth of his breath leaves me soaking wet.

His eyes meet mine as he raises his head, pushing a lock of hair that’s fallen into my face behind my ear.The first touch with the exception of his dick that’s still pressed firmly into my lower belly.“I can smell your arousal from here, princessa.You forget that I’ve been between your legs, tasted you, and licked you clean.”

My cheeks heat.“Go to hell.I hate you and I hated that.”

He laughs, a deep gravelly sound.“You can’t lie to me, princessa.Not about that.I was the one who licked all the cream from your pretty pussy.There’s no denying you liked it.”

“Maybe before you decided to sell me, you fucking asshole!”

His eyes go dark, and he spins away from the wall.“Enjoy your meal, Anna.The clothes, consider them yours.You’ll be here a while.”

I stay in place against the wall, the coolness of it seeping into my bones now that the warmth of his body is gone.The click of the lock outside my door causes my anger to ignite all over again.Damn him and the way he plays with my emotions.

I swear, next time, I’m not going to feel a thing.He’s not going to get to me on a physical or emotional level.I have to be stronger than him if I’m ever going to survive this ordeal and find a way out.

And what the hell did he mean that I’ll be here a while?Why would his buyer wait?I heard him tell the men coming to pick me up at the casino to hurry and that I was there.Referring to me as a fucking package.I knew exactly what he was talking about, so what changed?

Memories flood my mind.If I just hadn’t gotten into that car with Vincenzo’s driver who meant to keep me trapped and drugged.I should have verified his license with Addie, but there just wasn’t time.Something clearly must have gone wrong with the swap after he grabbed me.Otherwise, I’d already be in the hands of Bastian Gallini.Maybe Vincenzo wants more money, more of something that Bastian is not ready to provide.Who the hell knows in this world that we live in.Power, money, and greed.And in the middle of it all is always the daughters.

It’s never a seamless swap with mobsters.They’ve always got an angle to get more power, make a little more money than originally offered or any number of shady dealings.But this one involves me, and I can’t help wondering what Vincenzo wants that Bastian won’t agree to and just how long I’ll be a prisoner in this ivory tower.

The eggs benedictis still warm, but only slightly as I settle in to at least eat something.And I have to admit that the food, every single dish has been high of quality and nutritious.Him bringing it up himself was kind of odd, but given what happened last night, it makes sense.He’s not taking any chances with a billion-dollar investment, that’s for damn sure.