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Dangerous Game: The Devil's Secretary Tough!
"It’s really going to be a bloodbath," I muttered. "I hope your Angel has insurance, because Rocco doesn't just get angry, he levels buildings. If he finds out he was lusting after a man, he’ll burn this club to the ground just to wash the memory from his brain."Eve just leaned back, blowing a perfectly circular ring of blue smoke toward the ceiling. She let out a melodic laugh. "Oh, hush, Dante. Angel is fine. I didn't find him in a finishing school I found him in a cage fight in the docks. He’s not some fragile little doll you can break by shouting. I’m actually more worried about the structural integrity of Rocco’s ego."I chuckled, though the sound was dry. The thought of someone actually standing up to Rocco was a novelty. "I guess we’ll see if his silk gymnastics translates to a fistfight."The room fell into a temporary dull sound, the muffled bass of the club throbbing beneath our feet like a dying heart. Eve shifted closer, her silk robe rustling. The playful glint in her ey
Dangerous Game: The Devil's Secretary Angel
The past few days had felt like wearing a suit made of glass with one wrong move and the whole thing would shatter.Living with Liam was... quiet. We woke together, we shared meals, I watched him heal, the bruises on his skin fading slowly but surely.It was like a fever dream that I didn't want to wake up from. The hardest part of all this was the restraint.Every night, he lay beside me, smelling delicious and my body screamed for him, a hunger that gnawed at my gut. But I held back. I was a man of rough edges and violent appetites, sex for me was an outlet, a conquest. I knew I couldn't touch him like that, not while he was still fragile, not while his ribs were still healing. I was terrified that if I let the monster out, I’d break the very thing I was trying so hard to protect.And then there was the test I had planned for him.I left my desk unlocked and I left ledgers out in the open. I also left the safe code written in a drawer that was far too easy to find. I watched him thr
Dangerous Game: The Devil's Secretary Stay with me!
Liam was finally all better and could be discharged. Marco had handled the discharge with his usual efficiency. He didn’t say much as he stood by the hospital bed, watching me carefully fold Liam’s few belongings into a duffel bag."I can do that, Dante," Liam had muttered, his voice stronger now but still possessing that soft, melodic quality that set my nerves on edge. He’d reached for the bag, his fingers brushing mine. "You’re the head of the Giordano family, not a little servant boy." He grinned softly. "Today, I’m whatever I need to be to get you out of this place," I’d replied, my voice a low rumble. I didn't tell him that I didn't trust anyone else to touch his things. I didn't tell him that every time a nurse came near him, I felt the urge to snap their wrists for daring to touch him. Marco had cleared his throat, handing me the final paperwork. "The perimeter is clear, Boss. But Rocco... he’s still out there with his obsession to catch Raymond. He hasn't slept in forty eig
Dangerous Game: The Devil's Secretary I won't let you!
~ Dante's POV ~I watched Liam as he drifted into sleep after taking his medication, his chest rising and falling under the covers.I sat back in the armchair, the leather creaking under my weight. My body ached badly, not from the walk through traffic or the lack of sleep, but from the grinding weight of being the sun around which this violent system orbited.Everything was fracturing bit by bit and I was watching it all crumble. I wondered how I would be able to protect this family of mine when I could already see the danger ahead. I didn't want my brothers around but they were still too stubborn to listen to me and stay away from the country for this time being. Another thing which bothered me was the fact I had severed ties with Antonio. He was one of my oldest friends, my right hand, the man who knew more about me than I even did about myself. I had cast him into the dark because he had dared to touch what was mine. Did I regret it? I won't say I did, but a part of me still fel
Dangerous Game: The Devil's Secretary Guilt!
"Take care of yourself too, William," Emily’s voice crackled through the receiver, sounding smaller than I’d ever heard it. "And if things get too dangerous... if you feel like they’re closing in... just run. These mafia bastards, they aren't human. They’re monsters that will do anything to keep their filthy lives going.” She sneered. I forced a low chuckle, though my ribs protested the movement. "I can handle myself. I’ve survived worse than a few guys in expensive suits."A heavy sigh drifted across the line. "This isn't funny. You know the reason they gave you this mission is because it's really dangerous right?”“And I'm still alive ain't I?” I raised a brow.She was quiet, before speaking again. “I miss you so much Willy." Her voice was low and was supposed to be soothing but it only made my heart give a sudden, painful throb, not out of love, but out of a crushing sense of displacement. That life, the one where I could return her feelings, felt like a movie I’d watched a lifeti
Dangerous Game: The Devil's Secretary Radio silent
The days that followed moved in a repetitive cycle of white sheets, blood pressure cuffs, and the constant hum of the city beyond my window. My recovery was moving faster than the doctors expected. Probably one of the perks of being young and having the best medical care blood money could buy…but my mind was restless despite my quick recovery.Dante was still here. Every time I woke up, he was the first thing I saw. He’d become a permanent fixture in the room, his presence as steady as the IV drip but infinitely more suffocating. He pampered me with a gentleness that felt wrong, given who he was and who I was. He shouldn't be this gentle, it was weird seeing him acting this soft, but he was and I must confess that I liked it even though I told myself not to. I shouldn't get used to this.He’d brush my hair back from my forehead, feed me soups he’d had his private chef prepare, and read the news to me in that low, hypnotic voice of his I find utterly alluring. It was a domesticity buil
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