บททั้งหมดของ The Kingpin's Witch Bride : บทที่ 81 - บทที่ 90

LUCIANOFuck. The day had been going so well until it wasn't. It had started just right with teasing Lilith and seeing how much she could take of my spontaneous actions. It felt so good licking her clean on that table when everyone else stood outside, waiting. I enjoyed the way she bucked in my arms, the way she tasted. God, I could still taste her hours after that encounter that had me bone-hard. Then on my way out, I'd been struck with the most random but tempting idea. Take her to dinner, make her feel as beautiful as she is. I wasn't sure what came over me, but I just went with it.And here we were, at the restaurant. Her beauty kept me locked in a kind of trance the whole time. At some point, it became more than just the physical. I was drawn to an aura around her I could not name. It was something beyond a pretty face and smile and frown. It was a fierce spirit…the kind I once admired in someone else. That spirit flared when I mentioned her father. I wondered if it meant anyt

LUCIANO“What’s taking so long to find these bastards?!”“I’m sorry, boss. We're still trying to track them down.”I cursed under my breath and drove my fingers through my hair. “It's been two hours, Vale. Do you realize that she's somewhere out in there in the midst of sharks?”He tilted his head. “But we can't be sure they have her. She might have just—”I flew across the foyer between us and grabbed his throat, my fingers tightening around his core. “You must have forgotten what it's like when I'm impatient, demon,” I sneered in his face. “You wouldn't want a reminder, would you?”“I-I’m sorry,” he choked out, his eyes bulging, veins bulging in his neck and forehead. He looked like a weak puppy. The sight unsettled me for a brief moment. An ugly voice in the back of my mind whispered that I was being too hard.With an exasperated sigh, I released him with a shove. My fingers trembled as they fell to my sides. I could not exactly remember when last I crashed out this bad. But this

ADRIEN“So, do you think I can approach her yet?”I whipped Roku a sharp glance, something stirring in my chest. “You will move on my orders. Stay away from her until I instruct otherwise.”Maybe it was the irritation that stemmed from not having set my eyes on the latest object of my fantasies, in the past twenty-fours hours. Or…it was the anger that stemmed from having to escort twenty dead souls across the bridge tonight.Whichever it was, I just had little to zero tolerance for any bullshit at the moment. Especially not Roku’s.I could not stand the look on his face as he spoke about approaching Quinn. He was drawn to her blood, and he would not rest until he had a taste.Our first plan had been getting Luciano portaled back to the underworld. It had worked, but the thing about Roku that put me off so bad was his cunning nature. Immediately I pulled him from the underworld, he was able to sniff out the uniqueness of Quinn's swapped soul. But he could not make a move now…not on my

LUCIANOMy heart had almost split right from my chest when I saw what the bastard did to her. The red swelts on the skin of her beautiful, round ass infuriated me. It turned out that Kallum Montclair might just be more batshit crazy than I ever imagined.Kidnapping her. Bringing her over to a hidden BDSM den in the middle of no-fucking-where. Burning her skin with candle-fucking-wax. Almost penetrating into her sweet warm walls. Who knows what else he could have done before I got there?I'd felt an overwhelming urge to end him right there and then. But something stopped me. I still wasn't able to figure it out. I couldn't tell if it was the look in her eyes. Or the fierce spirit in her that reminded me too much of my other nemesis, Quinn. I couldn't tell if it was the little voice of reason that found a place in my head, these days. I just could not help this weakness that overwhelmed me these days. I hated it. Hated the way the sleek talons pulled me deeper and deeper into useless

QUINNThe tension hung sharp between brothers, thick enough enough to slice through. I watched them silently, my thudding heart the only sound in the room. I had enough on my plate already, with feeling like there was a huge memory lapse somewhere in this body. But I did not mind being curious about a bit more drama. Especially if it involved the two men who made me feel things I'd never felt before…men whose very closeness set me on fire. “Just keep your business out of my house,” Luciano’s voice was menacing, dripping ice. “Or I'll be kicking you right back to where you belong.”Adrien seemed more laid-back, but I could feel the tension coming off him in waves of some pretty bad energy. What the fuck was up with these men? What was the rift between them all about? Why would Luciano stab his own brother without feeling a thing?My eyes trailed to Adrien's hand on the blood-soaked table. To my horror, the gaping injury seemed to be closing up already. Right. Supernatural thing. A