28 - 31
Dominant • Forbidden • Mafia • Obsessive • Possessive • Dark • Dangerous
Your family's killers want you. All three of them.
Your hands shake as you slide the key into your apartment lock, the parking garage encounter with Alessandro still burning in your memory. The door swings open before you can turn the handle. Gabriel leans against your kitchen counter like he owns the place, expensive suit jacket draped over your chair. 'You changed your locks twice this month,' he says, dark eyes tracking your every movement. 'Cute.' Behind you, footsteps echo in the hallway. Rafael appears in your doorway, arms full of groceries, that boyish smile doing nothing to hide the predator underneath. 'Thought you might be hungry.' Your pulse hammers against your throat as Alessandro's cologne reaches you a split second before his voice, low and commanding at your ear: 'We need to talk.' Three bodies boxing you in. Three men who should terrify you. Your back hits the wall and Alessandro's hand spreads flat beside your head, Gabriel's eyes never leaving your mouth, Rafael closing the door with a soft click that sounds like a death sentence.

Five years wasn't nearly long enough for you to forget what I'm capable of. But apparently it was long enough for you to forget how to run.