Page 31 of Jealous Vows

Itskand shake my head.

Sienna grabs my wrist and centers the video on her.The resolution in her eyes stuns me into silence.

“I’ve wanted out of this godforsakenfamilyfor years.I’m finally getting that, so don’t come for me.I no longer belong to you.”

She takes another deep breath.

“Goodbye, Mr.Luciano.”

Without warning, she presses the end call button.The connection drops.Disbelief holds me immobile.

When I finally process what she’s done, I drop my phone, grab her throat, and tighten my fist in her hair.

“You’ll pay for that,bambolina,” I vow.

“I know,” she breathes.

I growl and press my forehead to hers.

“Being a martyr doesn’t make you look good.It makes you look stupid,” I snarl.

Her breath washes over my lips as she speaks.

“I’m not being a martyr.He never intended to come for me anyway.Just get it over with and make me yours,” she says.

“Are you challenging me, Sienna?”

“No, Romeo.I haven’t had a family in years.You’re my only future now.”

My control snaps.I devour her mouth, pouring my frustration and anger into the kiss, and when I pull back, we both breathe as though we ran a marathon.

“You’re wrong.They’ll come for you, but they can’t have you.You’re mine now,bambolina.All mine.Only mine,” I vow.

She nods even as she pushes against my chest with her bound arms.I kiss her again, just as brutal and demanding, and force her feet apart with mine.She fists the front of my shirt and digs her knuckles into my chest.

After the rush of seeing Mario lose his cool and the low of Sienna stealing the spotlight, I’m too far gone to hold back.

I release her throat and hair, drop to my knees, yank her hips forward until she teeters on the edge of the seat, shove her skirt out of the way, and seal my mouth over her bare pussy.

Her yelp and jerk only fuel my desire.She buries her hands in my hair.I grab her ass with both hands and feast.

“Wait, Romeo, I—”

Her voice breaks as I flick my tongue over her hard clit.Needing more of her wanton sounds, I lick, suck, swirl, and nip until her thighs tremble and the tangy taste of her arousal coats every inch of my mouth.

I stiffen my tongue and spear it into her tight cunt.She explodes.I lap up the flood of her release and give her softening clit a parting kiss before rising and unfastening my pants.

This wasn’t how I envisioned my revenge, but claiming my stubborn, resilient, pretty little doll overrules all else.

I won’t wait another second to feel the tight, wet heat of her body.Sienna Luciano is mine.

All mine.

I pull my cock out of my trousers.Her eyes widen.I stroke myself before lining my dick up with her entrance.

She presses her hands against my chest and tries wriggling deeper into the chair.The buttons of my shirt dig into my flesh.I grab the chain between her cuffs, pin her arms over her head, and yank her ass back toward me.

“Mine,” I snarl.