All Chapters of The Devil's Favorite: Chapter 11 - Chapter 16

"You and me both." She laughs. "Valeria Zanotti. Twenty.""Cara Morelli," I say. "Thirteen. Just… don't call me that."She grins. "The only people who call us by our serial numbers are the trainers and Leone. Speaking of which, you have no fucking idea how long I've been waiting for someone to join me make fun of all the other girls who hope to get Leone but never will."I let out a laugh, amused by the idea. Yet that is all we do for the next few minutes while we eat: listen to the conversations of the other girls, chuckling quietly to ourselves as we comment in whispers. Valeria fills me in on information on each of them as they speak, so before breakfast is over, I already know a handful by name, without even making an active effort to."I heard Leone will be at the shooting range tomorrow while we're practising." Bria. Long chestnut brown hair, oval face, blue eyes. "There's a high-profile job on the horizon. He might do an evaluation."A collective sigh of annoyance leaves the gi

Leone is going to destroy me. I definitely recognize the motions; I see the signs. And he knows he has me too, mind and body. My attention is his, and my interest is piqued. Like a scientist eager for new discoveries, desperate to thread where no one else has been, I want to study him piece by piece until I am reeling from the knowledge. I want to slip through the multiple and complex layers of this onion of a mob boss, maybe even slip under him and move my hips while we're at it. Who am I kidding? Not a 'maybe.' I want to. And that scares me for a whole lot of reasons.I'm definitely not supposed to feel what I do for him, as confusing and disorienting as my tangle of emotions are. Whether it's a primal, animalistic, and non-committal drive for him to get me laid, or a mere, yet not any less disturbing amount of sexual attraction, I shouldn't feel either for him. Because Leone is going to ruin me. And when he does, my stupid, raging hormones are not going to save me. Falling for him

And once again, I am at the mercy of that sweet, deadly sensuality, as effortless as it is potent. My voice is thick with arousal when I speak. "No, death is too easy." I should know. Some days it takes me mere seconds to wipe an annoyance off the face of the earth. "I want to destroy you, Angel Eyes, wreck that tight little pussy until it throbs only for me. So that when you rise from the ashes, you simply cannot be the same anymore... ruined for my pleasure, aching to feel me invade all the crevices of your body, serenading them with heavy breaths, tongue kisses, the graze of my teeth, licking, sucking and fucking your dripping, silky folds until all you know is my name. I know you want it."The look that comes on her face is nothing short of precious, pupils so dilated her smoky eyes look black. She sounds breathless when she snaps at me- a futile attempt at hiding her heat. "Fuck it. Stop this. I don't want you," she yells, panting like she's been running a marathon prior. "Fuckin