Chapter 9



I have lived this life for as long as I can remember, I was born into it, and even if I wasn't the son of Luciano Costello, I know I'd still be a motherfucking criminal.

There were days when I would have some clarity when I know that what I'm about to do is wrong, but I do it anyway.

Today was one of those days as I saw Evangeline Bolton running freely in my vast garden, enjoying the sunshine on her skin, laughing uncontrollably as my vicious hounds ran with her.

My hounds were trained to kill, they could rip off a man's jaw with a single strike of their paw but somehow this girl has turned them into lovesick little puppies.

Her long hair was flowing behind her and she wore a pink dress that hugged her every curve. It was a really tight fucking dress that was messing with my sanity.

She was fucking eighteen, too damn innocent and pure for me. She has never been with a man, never been touched, never had a cock in that pretty little mouth of hers, those fucking thoug
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