“I’m sorry,” I start, but he cuts me off.
“Bambola,that was sexy. Get your ass upstairs now.”
I jump at his tone and take off up the stairs. I can hear him stalking behind me. When I get to the room, he proceeds to show me how sexy it was by making love to me against the wall and then again on the bed.
* * *
“I haveto head out on a job. I don’t want to go, but I’m the only one who can take care of this.” Dante is holding me in his arms as we lie in bed. It’s been a couple of days since I kicked Kara out. She’s called me numerous times to apologize, but I ignore them all. I’m done with her. I don’t need friends who think they are helping me by flirting with my fiancé.
“Okay. I can start looking at those wedding dress designers your father keeps sending me messages about.” I chuckle softly against his chest as he laughs too.
His father has been pushing us to get married more every day. If I didn’t know better, I’d think he was up to something. But I don’t know what.
“I’ll have the driver take you to the salon tomorrow morning before he takes you to my father’s estate. The Rossi-Lupo estate is bigger than this one and has two gardens. You’ll have fun in them for the day. I’ll be back by dinner tomorrow.”
I roll up on my elbow and look down at him. “I can stay here. There are plenty of guards.”
“No. If not me, then my papa. Okay?”
“Okay.” I lean forward and kiss him.
* * *
Dante
I hated leavingher by herself, but she promised me that she was going to go to the bridal boutique and then head to my father’s estate. I’m lying back in the private jet thinking of my beauty and how she rode me last night, when my mobile rings, interrupting the part where McKenna screamed my name while I pinched her nipples.
“What?” I growl into the phone, trying to find the calm I had before.
“She’s been taken,” is all my father gets out before a second call beeps in.
“Find her. Santi is calling me.” I hang up. “Tell me you have something, because she just disappeared.” I try to keep from yelling into the phone.
“She was on a yacht, you said?”
“I told you that already.”
“She’s from England. I have the whole file. I’ll send it. But a member of the yacht took a job as a hitman and his target is McKenna. You better get home now because he just confirmed with a burner that he has her.”
“Fuck,” I yell as I jump up and rush to the cockpit.
After offering to pay double, the pilot turns around and heads back to Venice. I call my father and he tells me that his guards are searching everywhere. Three of my guys were killed, but witnesses say her friend Kara was spotted with her.
I’m going to kill her myself as soon as I get my hands on her.
* * *
Less than an hour later,I’m back in my city and storming into my warehouse, where a couple of my guys are. I want to pull my knife and kill them for letting her be taken from me.
“Consigliere, she was drugged and taken from the dressing room. I wasn’t there but securing the car because she was ready to leave. When I walked back in, the store attendant was lying on the floor dead along with our men,” my head of security states. I advance on him and grab him by the throat.
“You should be dead too for letting her out of your sight.”
“I know, sir.” Stefano bows his head thinking I’m going to kill him, but right now I need his help. I give him the information on Cody, and he starts running searches.
The door bursts open and my father walks in. “We have them. Let’s go.”
He takes off and I follow at a loss. How did he find out before I did? But then I remember that he has the whole city and area under his thumb. No one breathes without him knowing.