Page 102 of Reckless Desires

“We finish this first,” Alessio commands.

I toss the gun aside and turn Alessio around to punch him in the face. “You piece of shit. She’s gone again, and your fucking ego wants to get rid of me first!?” I continue to punch him despite men trying to pull me off him. “If they took her again, she’s gone for good. She’ll never be found.”

It took about five men to pry me off him. Cameron jumps in to help Alessio to his feet.

“You’re a fucking pussy!” I shout.

“Fuck you!” Alessio shouts back, lunging for me, but Cameron and Tito try to hold him back. “Get off me, let me at him!”

We are like lions, trying to attack each other, and men getting in between us to stop it.

“You’re just pissed I fucked her,” I spit out.

“You enjoy sloppy seconds?” Alessio hisses back.

“I just know she was screaming out my name for you to be this jealous!”

“The only thing she was screaming out was for the hell you put her through!”

The men around us are growing tired, as Alessio and I only seem to get more energized to jump down one another’s throats.

A gunshot pierces through the air.

“What the fuck is going on here!?” Darius walks in. “Let them go! If they want to kill each other, let them. I need to go find my wife’s sister before I’m the one who gets buried.”

The men disperse, letting Alessio and me grabb each other. But all this is doing is wasting time. Lily needs to be saved—if there’s a chance of that at all.

I let go of Alessio and surrender. “If you want to kill me, then do it after. Find Lily first.”

Alessio is so angry that his breathing is erratic. “Why do you care about her so much?”

“Because I have no pulse without her. And I’d rather give up mine knowing she’s safe.”

There’s a look of defeat in his eyes. He knows. Lily doesn’t love him, and as long as I’m alive, there is no one else she wants to be with. Alessio just needs to let go of his ego. I can see the bags under his eyes, not sleeping, likely from Lily keeping him up with her nightmares.

“Fine.” He gives in. “Keep him locked up until this is over.”

“Killian can be useful,” Cameron says. “He got her from Nico Vidalia before.”

“Not a chance in hell! You don’t think he will two-time us again?” Alessio sneers.

“We need to be smart about this, Alessio!” Cameron tries to convince him.

“He’s scared I’ll be her hero again,” I speak up, pointing to Alessio. “And you know she will never forgive you if I die.” I shrug. “So it’s a lose-lose for you, Alessio, unless you’re ready to put your pride aside.”

“Fuck you!” Alessio barks at me.

“You’re going to have a lot of heat on you if you do kill me. If you think the Russians are a handful, just wait till you meet the rest of the Boswells. Word gets back that my blood is on your hands, they will wipe out every person serving under you. They will leave you last, and by the time they are done, no one will be able to identify you.”

Darius whispers something into Alessio’s ear. Likely that I’m not bluffing. There’s a storm raging in his eyes. Tito, Darius, and Cameron all huddle around Alessio. It’s brief, and when they disperse, their attention is back on me.

“I can’t trust you,” Alessio says.

I use this opportunity to make my proposal. “I’m your best shot at survival.”

“Doubtful.”

“Well, let me enlighten you. I made a deal with Vidalia. He starts a killing spree of your men and pins it on the Russians. I told him to spark the war between you and them.”