All Chapters of Bound By a Promise: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

DanteI’d fucking died and gone to heaven. There was no other explanation for the fact that Camila was naked on her knees in front of me.Speak her wants and desires.That’s what I’d told her to do. I hadn’t expected this.“Men aren’t as complicated as women. It’s not a mystery. Tasting you, listening to your noises, having you naked, and fuck, having you take me out makes me hard. When you touch me, I’ll grow even harder.”Her lips curled into a smile. “Don’t tell me all the spoilers.”“Oh, beautiful, those aren’t spoilers. Those are facts.”She sat up on her knees, bringing her gorgeous face a little lower than my throbbing cock. Camila’s tongue darted to her pink lips in a way that drew my balls tight as slowly, she reached for the waistband of my boxer briefs. My cock sprung free, released from the confines of the material.Camila’s emerald eyes widened as she stared.“You can touch it.”She lifted her hands as if she were about to examine a rare ancient artifact.A laugh bubbled

CamilaI lifted the mug of hot coffee to my lips as Contessa pulled the egg casserole from the oven, filling the kitchen with a delicious aroma. Ariadna Gia suckled at Cat’s breast covered by a light blanket as Mama and Mia gathered around the kitchen table.“I’m going to miss having you all around,” Cat said, taking a drink of her herbal tea.Mia looked at her watch. “I’ll feel better once Aléjandro is here.”Mama’s eyes shone as she watched her granddaughter eat. “I’ll be back.” She turned to me. “Both of my girls living together.” She tilted her head. “It makes me both happy and sad.”“I’m happy, Mama. I really am.” My thoughts centered on the man who was now my husband. Even though things had been busy since we returned to Kansas City, he’d spent any available time with me. Other than a few late nights at Emerald Club, he managed to make it home before I fell asleep. Having Mama and Mia in town, Cat and I have stayed content spending our time with them.My only time away from the

CamilaMy stomach cramped as my world grew into consciousness. Slowly, the world around me infiltrated the inky fog surrounding my brain. I was moving, not me physically, my body was moving. I was in a vehicle.When I tried to move, something sharp bit into my wrists as the putrid odor of smoke and perspiration filled my senses. My ankles too were restrained.The sound of my heart thumped in my ears as I worked to control my breathing.Wherever I was, I wasn’t alone.A quick blink of my eyes gave me a snapshot of my surroundings. I was still wearing the same capri pants and blouse I’d worn to the museum.The museum.I’d been eating lunch with my family.Gritting my teeth, I recalled the stinging sensation in my neck.The terror built around me, consuming me with the reality that I’d been kidnapped. Someone had taken me away from Dante.I heard a man’s voice speaking Spanish.Another blink.The floor beneath me was covered with dirt and trash. I moved my head. The space was confined. B

DanteDario’s suit coat was missing, and his shirt sleeves were rolled up. None of that diminished his aura of power and control, punctuated by his visible holster. He looked up as we entered. “How is Camila? What did Dr. Barone say?”“She’s going to be sore. There’s more bruising than we realized when she took off her shirt and pants.” My brother’s eyes widened. “She wasn’t sexually assaulted.”“Good.”“Luca,” I said, “has the kidnapper at Emerald Club. We received confirmation on the flight plan. The plane was taking Camila to Catalina Island.”“And you believe there’s a yacht out there flying the Mexican flag.”Aléjandro stepped forward. “I want to hear what we can get out of the fucker at the club, but if we’re right, Padre needs to be involved in this conversation.”Dario nodded. “That said, Herrera is causing problems here too. This isn’t just the cartel’s fight.”“It’s our fight,” Aléjandro said. “All of ours.”I spoke. “I’m going to talk to Camila. I don’t know if she wants to

Three months laterCamilaI hurried from the bed to the window. “It’s snowing.”“It does that in the winter, beautiful.”A blanket of white coated the world beyond our window as large flakes filtered down from the clouds above. “It makes me think of skiing.”Dante pulled back the blankets and patted the mattress. “It makes me think of cold. Come back to bed and let me warm you.”Doing as he said, I walked back to the bed and crawled under the blankets. With a push of a button on the remote, Dante brought the fireplace to life.I curled against his side, my head on my favorite pillow, that of his rock-hard shoulder. “I’ve enjoyed the time off, but I’m ready to get back to my classes at Missouri State-Kansas City after the first of the year.”“You’ll be the sophomore with the big guy following her everywhere she goes.”“I like Giovanni. He doesn’t hover.”Dante kissed my hair. “I trust him, not just with protecting you, but also respecting you.”I nodded. “My parents will be here later